Maybe it was because it took too long, or maybe because that experience was really not that good, and his brain formed a self-protection, so Liang Yuanque's memory of that experience was blurred.
In his mind, it was a long and difficult experience. The master took off his clothes and used three and a half belts to fix him to the chair.
Why is it three and a half? It's because he broke one in the process.
Of course, this was what his master told him later. He had no memory of it at all and suspected that the old man just wanted to blackmail him.
Liang Yuanque and Zhuang Youjie were waiting outside the door of Yuhua's room, one holding a medicine jar and the other holding a basin.
After the boss comforted his daughter, he stuck his head out and asked Liang Yuanque,
"Do you need to give her some painkillers first?"
"Well," Liang Yuanque thought for a while, "If there is any, you can eat some, but I guess the effect won't be very obvious."
The boss returned to the room. After a long time, he opened the door and invited them in.
Yuhua had already been sitting by the bed, ready, but no matter how much psychological preparation she had done, she was only an eight-year-old child, and her face was still uneasy.
This uneasy look became even more obvious after seeing Liang Yuanque take out a knife from his backpack.
But she never said anything, her small mouth tightened into a line, as if she was trying hard to resist fear.
"If you're afraid, just close your eyes from now on." Liang Yuanque comforted her while preparing the tools.
The little girl was very obedient. She closed her eyes obediently and whispered,
"Brother, I'll leave it to you next."
Although he knew that she couldn't see it now, Liang Yuanque still nodded in response. A girl as alert as she was, she should be able to feel it.
Liang Yuanque wiped the knife with a soft cloth and burned it repeatedly with a lighter, burning both sides of the knife until it turned blue.
"Boss, go get those spirits. The higher the alcohol content, the better." Liang Yuanque ordered the boss.
The boss pointed to the porcelain bottle on the table, "I have prepared it according to your instructions yesterday."
"It's not enough," Liang Yuanque shook his head, "Bring more."
"Oh, okay." The boss nodded and hurriedly went to prepare.
Liang Yuanque ordered Zhuang Youjie to open the wine bottle, hold the knife in one hand and the wine bottle in the other, and sprinkle the liquor evenly.
Some people will drink it and spit it in their mouth when disinfecting the blade. Although it can be sprayed more evenly, the mouth will not be clean to begin with, which defeats the purpose of the initial disinfection.
In fact, a scalpel that has been professionally sterilized by the hospital is the most suitable, but obviously they do not have this condition now.
Liang Yuanque inquired at the drug store yesterday. There is a hospital in the small town. It is opened by a medical student who returned from studying abroad. It does not support surgery at all, and there is no place to use the scalpel.
In fact, it's not a big problem. With Liang Yuanque's "precious blood", the probability of infection is lower than the probability of Zhuang Youjie suddenly climbing into a tree.
This bottle of wine is just enough to disinfect a knife. The reason why he asked the boss to go out to find wine just now was to get rid of him first.
As long as they have a fleshy heart, no parent can bear the next scene.
Moreover, if the boss is present, Yuhua will feel that there is someone to rely on in her heart, and she will subconsciously feel weak in her heart, and the pain she will feel will be even worse.
There is no shortcut to enduring pain. You can only hold it in with one breath. If you cannot hold it in, you will lose everything.
Liang Yuanque stepped forward and helped Yuhua lie down slowly. Zhuang Youjie also hurried over and tried his best to hold her arm with one hand and her leg with the other.
Feeling Zhuang Youjie's movements, Yuhua visibly stiffened, her eyelashes and lips trembling wildly, obviously extremely nervous.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Liang Yuanque comforted her softly, "Relax, the more relaxed you are, the less painful it will be."
Then he whispered to Zhuang Youjie, "Don't start so early, Master!"
Liang Yuanque did not dare to use the knife when Yuhua was too nervous. After a good comfort, Yuhua finally calmed down.
Liang Yuanque almost stopped breathing, and slowly put the knife under her chin, carefully finding the angle.
As long as the skin is cut along the texture lines, there will be no obvious scars. Otherwise, if the old scars are removed, what will happen if new scars are left?
Feeling the cold tip of the knife touching her skin, the little girl became uncontrollably nervous again, but fortunately it was stronger than before, but her neck was slightly tight.
"Don't be nervous, just relax as I just said." As he spoke, Liang Yuanque had already found the skin lines. "Don't worry, I will tell you before I go under the knife."
"Yes." Yuhua responded softly, probably because Liang Yuanque was good-looking. She had a good impression of him and trusted him.
After all, children are basically very real and will obviously show their pursuit of "beautiful" things in their hearts.
However, as soon as she breathed a sigh of relief, the cold blade sliced open her face without hesitation.
"ah!"
Yuhua screamed and arched up in pain. Liang Yuanque pushed her back very hard.
The warning was just a comfort to make her relax. After all, if the warning was given before taking action, all Yuhua's energy would be concentrated on her face, and the feeling would be even stronger.
However, the current situation seems to be much better.
Yuhua was so painful that she burst into tears. Liang Yuanque knew that the longer she delayed, the more painful she would be. He could only grit his teeth and continue to cut, striving for a quick victory.
Today I only temporarily cut open a part of my face for testing, and Liang Yuanque's knife moved very quickly, so before long, all the parts that needed to be cut had been cut.
Yuhua's lips turned white in pain, but she was such a strong child that she could endure it until now.
Zhuang Youjie gently pressed Yuhua's feet, suddenly remembered something, and whispered,
"Aque, why don't we get some anesthetic?"
"It's useless." Liang Yuanque shook his head and went to stir the ointment in the medicine jar. "The wounds are all on the face. No matter whether it is inhalation or injection, it cannot be operated around here. The face is too close to the head. If you are not careful, Accidents will happen.”
But it was too miserable to just have to endure it all our lives. Zhuang Youjie turned his head away, not daring to look at Yuhua.
Liang Yuanque mixed the medicine and applied the ointment on the wound with a small spoon that had been placed in the ointment.
The pain that came this time could be said to be dozens of times greater than before. When Yuhua screamed, not only did her body arch uncontrollably, but her hands and feet also began to wave randomly.
Her action interrupted Liang Yuanque's application of medicine. If he didn't continue, the situation would be more serious. Liang Yuanque was so angry that he yelled at Zhuang Youjie,
"What are you doing? Hold down!"
What he said before was indeed true. People are incredibly strong when they are in pain. As an adult, Zhuang Youjie couldn't even hold on for a moment.
He quickly rushed over and reached out to hold Yuhua's legs tightly, while Liang Yuanque held a spoon in one hand and held Yuhua's upper body tightly with the other.
"Be obedient, be obedient, and everything will be fine soon!"
Liang Yuanque used the fastest movement to apply ointment on the wound surface, then covered the lifted skin back and wrapped it tightly with gauze.
After completing this set of actions, not to mention Yuhua, even he and Zhuang Youjie were sweating on their foreheads.
After all these were done, the boss with the wine arrived belatedly. When he pushed the door open, he looked worried and irritable.
"I'm so angry. They say I'm in a hurry, but Lao Wang, who suffered a thousand cuts, still wants to find me. It's really a damn shame..."
The boss was cursing and saw that his daughter's face had been wrapped with gauze.
"This, is it over?"
