The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 887 What Do You Think If Stitched?
Oi! I am an article!
Ji Xingfeng reached out her unharmed left hand, wanting to touch Ye Wushuang's hair, Ji Xingfeng felt every inch of Ye Wushuang's black hair at this moment deeply touch her heart.
Unfortunately, when his hand had just been stretched out, Yuya's sudden appearance instantly shattered everything.
Oi! I am an article!
“Nona Wushuang, Physician has arrived.”.
Yuya did not expect at all, the Prince of Ping who had always been cold-hearted could take such a warm and gentle action.
But when Prince Ping pulled back his hand in a panic, Yuya knew he was coming at an inopportune moment. Fortunately Miss Wushuang did not notice, Miss Wushuang was still applying medicine. As for Prince Ping, his expression returned as cold as before as if nothing had happened.
Yuya laughed silently and covered his lips, thinking inwardly, no wonder it was indeed a Prince, already like this alone could still behave so calmly.
Oi! I am an article!
“Yuya, why are you coming so slowly?” Ye Wushuang saw Yuya finally bringing the Physician in, although her heart was anxious but she finally felt relieved.
“I am powerless, Physician Liu is old, so a little slower.”
“Then let the Physician go inside.”
When the remark was thrown, an old man over 60 years old walked into the room trembling while carrying a medicine box.
Looking at such a noble Ji Xingfeng, the Physician wanted to pay his respects, but Ye Wushuang instead stepped forward to stop him and said: “Tabib, check his wound first, please, regarding the complicated rules it is temporarily set aside first.”
The old man who was about to kneel on the floor was shocked for a moment after listening to Ye Wushuang's words, but he did not dare to act so and in the end looked towards Prince Ping.
The physician finally stood up as Prince Ping slightly nodded his head. Then the Physician gave a glance towards Ye Wushuang, seeing Ye Wushuang having a very pretty face, her temperament was also incomparable, in the heart the Physician wondered, is it possible that this woman will become Empress Ping at a later date?
Physician Liu just guessed it and did not dare to speak too much.
“Tabib, hurry up here.”
After a while, the Physician squinted his old eyes and said with a sigh: “This wound is so severe, no matter how good the medicine, it might be difficult to cure.”
As soon as this speech was thrown out, everyone's heart was kind of depressed by a big stone.
After all, when Princess Yongping acted, he was completely merciless.
“Tabib, what do you think if sewn?” Ye Wushuang said suggesting in a soft voice.
After listening to this remark, the old man said in surprise: “Sutted? Sorry for my stupidity, what does that stitched sentence Miss said?” mean
“I mean to use a needle and thread to sew the torn part first, then later the thread is just removed! Only in this way the wound can heal faster.”
As soon as Ye Wushuang said this remark, almost everyone felt that her remark was very shocking.
After all, in this feudal and ancient era, everyone only heard about sewing clothes and sewing shoe soles, he said, but no one has ever heard that an open wound can be stitched using thread and needles.
“Nona Wushuang, are you kidding me?” Yuya asked worriedly.
“I'm serious.” Ye Wushuang said calmly, her beautiful face showing a stubborn look as well as a firmness that was difficult for others to understand. It could be seen that Ye Wushuang was not joking at all.
“But....”.
“This way is not impossible.” The old man who had been silent for a long time finally said tremblingly.
Yuya then turned his strange gaze when he looked at Ye Wushuang towards the old man.
Although Ji Xingfeng was a wounded person, but she also had no idea what her current condition was like, so Ji Xingfeng simply stared at them nonchalantly, as if all of this had nothing to do with her. No one could understand what he was thinking.
“Tabib, in my hometown, if the wound is too big then it can be stitched. So, can you try it?”
“Nona, I've only heard the story of a genius Physician who used sewing to heal his patients' wounds, but myself.”.
