Qu Shichu became impatient: "Why are you so old-fashioned and pedantic at such a young age? As a woman, I don't care anymore. Will you, a grown man, lose a piece of meat if someone sees you? Hurry up! Don't waste my time!"
Qi Yuanjiu saw that there was no hint of shyness on her face as if a girl were about to see a man's naked body. He paused and finally took off his shirt without hesitation.
Although he had taken a shower before, his wound had not been treated and was still bleeding. His gray housecoat was already stained red in patches.
Qu Shichu saw at a glance the stab wound on his chest that was twenty centimeters long and two centimeters deep. If it had been deeper, he would have been dead.
He was able to endure such a serious injury, take a shower, and finish his meal. He was really tolerant.
Without saying a word, Qu Shichu took out the medical equipment and used needle and thread to sew him up. She didn't know how many times she had done this kind of surgical operation. Her hands flipped and danced flexibly, and she got it in a short time. The hideous wound was stitched up, and the stitches were particularly smooth and beautiful. She looked at her masterpiece and was very satisfied.
Qi Yuanjiu's surprise and shock just now were wiped out by the pain of being sutured without anesthesia. He gritted his teeth, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, his face was a little distorted, and his face and lips were as white as blood. His hands gripped the edge of the sofa tightly.
After Qu Shichu finished sewing, she noticed that he was suffering from pain. She felt guilty and quickly found a painkiller and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "I'm sorry, I forgot to give you an anesthetic. Why can't you?" Don’t tell me and let me know? Take some painkillers first..."
Qi Yuanjiu was unprepared and she gave him a medicine. The medicine melted quickly. After a while, the pain of his wound was relieved a lot and his complexion became better.
Because he felt guilty, Qu Shichu acted much more gently, carefully and patiently when suturing Qi Yuanjiu's other wounds. He almost treated him like a child of several years old.
After more than forty minutes, she finished treating all the wounds on Qi Yuanjiu's body, and she was so exhausted that she was sweating all over.
Qu Shichu was very satisfied when he saw the neatly stitched wounds on his beautiful muscular body. He spent some time bandaging him before finally heaving a sigh of relief.
Qi Yuanjiu was as calm as if the injury was not on him. After taking the painkillers, although his face was still pale, his expression was quite good. He even curiously observed Qu Shichu's movements when he was suturing and bandaging his wound.
Qu Shichu admired his endurance very much, but he also knew that he was probably used to it. After all, the old and ugly wounds on his body all showed that his injuries were as commonplace in the past, and fighting was really dangerous.
"Miss Qu, can you give me another set of clean clothes? This one is stained by my blood." Qi Yuanjiu asked awkwardly.
He was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs at this time, and his beautiful and graceful chest and two slender and strong legs were still exposed. He was not used to wearing so little, especially when there was a woman in front of him.
Qu Shichu wandered around his beautiful body with lingering eyes before nodding and saying, "I'll get it for you right now."
After putting on his clothes, Qi Yuanjiu finally had the energy to ask Qu Shichu about the stitching technique just now.
As a general who led troops to the battlefield, he knew how many lives of soldiers could be saved by suturing wounds, so he sincerely asked Qu Shichu for advice.
Qu Shichu took a tablet directly and showed him the surgical suturing techniques.
Qi Yuanjiu was shocked when he saw several little people suddenly appear from a thin plate and could talk. He thought it was some kind of trick.
But he was a calm general after all, and he quickly calmed down and asked Qu Shichu.
"This is a method of recording scenes that have happened or been demonstrated, just like recording words on paper. You can take them out to read or study when needed."
Qi Yuanjiu understood vaguely, but it didn't matter if he didn't understand it now, as long as he could understand the video.
"Don't watch it too late. You have to go to bed after watching this episode. You can watch the rest tomorrow. Don't forget that you are still injured." Qu Shichu simply taught Qi Yuanjiu the steps to play the video. , arranged for him properly, and went back to his room to sleep. After all, he had been busy all night, and if he didn't sleep, he would sleep in again tomorrow.
Qu Shichu was a short-lived cannon fodder in this world. Her parents died when she was young, her health was not good, she often fell ill, and she depended on her only relative, her grandmother.
Their home is in a village near a fourth-tier county. The house was built with the money earned by the original owner's parents from working before their death. It is just an ordinary two-and-a-half-story farmhouse. However, although the houses in the countryside are not luxurious, they are large in size. It's quite spacious, so there are yards at the front and back of the house, and the backyard is connected to a forest outside.
Because their house was built outside the village, even if the villagers wanted to go up the mountain to collect firewood and cut grass, they would go to another gentle and familiar mountain at the head of the village instead of the hill connected to the backyard of the original owner's house, so few people usually passed by their house. .
The original owner and her grandmother were the background, and they were the stepping stones for giving the golden finger to the heroine Li Qiansu to inherit. The golden finger was the Qu family's house and backyard.
It turned out that the original owner died at the age of seventeen because of her weak constitution, and her grandmother was so sad that she followed the original owner not long after his death.
Because the Qu family has no descendants, when the original owner's grandmother was arranging her own funeral, she listed the heroine Li Qiansu as the heir of the inheritance. The inheritance only included this small house and the remaining ten thousand yuan.
The original owner’s grandmother wanted to hand over the house to Li Qiansu in the hope that she could help bury her ashes next to the graves of her husband, son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter.
The graves of the original owner's family are in the forest in the backyard.
Li Qiansu is the granddaughter of the original owner's grandmother's cousin, and the relationship is already far away. However, the two families have some bad luck. Almost everyone is dead, and only Li Qiansu has no other relatives left. Therefore, the original owner's grandmother has to Give her the house.
Li Qiansu was originally a social worker who lived a 996 life in order to buy a house in a big city. She fainted and was sent to the hospital because of excessive overtime work. She almost died suddenly. Just when she was scared, she was informed that she could inherit the property of a distant relative. The inheritance includes a small farmhouse and tens of thousands of dollars.
Li Qiansu was afraid that working overtime would exhaust her to death. After a serious illness, she had a sudden enlightenment and quickly quit her job. She chose to inherit the inheritance from a distant relative and return to the countryside to recuperate.
In accordance with her will, she buried the original grandmother's ashes next to her family's grave. That night, she met a person from another world in the backyard, and the golden finger belonging to the heroine was officially in place...
