An Xuetang didn't know that she was being looked for by the Qin family, so she and Mo Yunjing were lying on the bed early that night.

Before going to bed, she repeatedly told Ding Hua to have a good rest, and she would prepare to perform surgery on Mo Yunjing tomorrow.

Although I asked others to have a good rest, An Xuetang herself was lying in bed and had insomnia for a long time.

She turned to look at Mo Yunjing beside her. The man was very mysterious. She knew in her heart that he did not belong to this place. She thought he would wait until Yun Liu came back and would not leave until he was detoxified.

But she knew from the time he offered to treat his legs as soon as possible that he might not have much time here. Although he didn't say it, she could see clearly the anxiety that appeared on her face inadvertently.

She didn't know what was so important that he could leave regardless of his life and death, but since he had that heart, she must help him fulfill his wish.

In the dark night, she stared at Mo Yunjing's side face, and didn't know when she fell asleep.

When her breathing gradually became calm, Mo Yunjing slowly opened her eyes and looked at her, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

...

The next morning, An Xuetang got up early. After washing up, she went to the operating room to prepare disinfectants and disinfect various scalpels.

Ding Hua also came in not long after. When he saw An Xuetang, he was surprised, "Miss, why don't you sleep for a while?"

An Xuetang raised her eyes and looked at him, "I can't sleep anymore? Why do you come so early? The operation will start two hours later."

"I'm afraid I can't remember it firmly, so I thought about practicing it a few more times."

An Xuetang curled her lips and smiled, "I'm sorry, since I'm here, I'll teach you how to prepare anesthetics and how to use them correctly."

"good."

The two of them worked in the operating room for another hour until Mo Yunjing came to call An Xuetang for breakfast.

After breakfast, An Xuetang pushed Mo Yunjing into the operating room and changed him into the "patient gown" she prepared in advance, and she and Ding Hua also changed into surgical gowns.

These clothes were painted by An Xuetang and asked Ding Hua to find someone to make. In An Xuetang's opinion, this is no different from the surgical gowns and hospital gowns of later generations. But in the eyes of Ding Hua and Mo Yunjing, such clothes are "strange costumes", which look inconsistent.

After An Xuetang forced her to change into her clothes, Mo Yunjing asked weakly, "Tangtang, do you have to wear this clothes?"

An Xuetang raised her eyebrows and smiled, "That's right, you must wear it."

After saying that, she asked Ding Hua to come over and helped Mo Yunjing to the operating table.

After making all preparations, An Xuetang put on her homemade mask and picked up the prepared dizzy medicine, "Ah Jing, we are going to start, you can take this medicine."

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes, "Can you not be able to see Tangtang's surgery after taking this medicine?"

"..." An Xuetang blinked, "Ah Jing, do you still want to see the operation process? I... I have to cut your calves with a knife and then manually connect your muscles and bones. The more bloody this scene is, the more bloody it is."

"I'm not afraid, I want to see Tangtang performing surgery on me."

"!!" An Xuetang paused. Well, she had to tell the truth now, "Ah Jing, I suggest you take it. This medicine can make you sleep for two to three hours without any sense. If you don't drink it... you will be in pain."

She has no way to make a syringe now, and the anesthetic used to give him his legs can only be applied, but this method of applying anesthetic cannot solve the pain after his muscles are cut open.

In other words, if he didn't drink the medicine, he would have to endure the pain of her slashing his legs.

She couldn't bear to see him in such pain.

But I don’t know what happened to Mo Yunjing, so he insisted not to drink the medicine, and in the end An Xuetang compromised.

She touched the bones of his legs, "Ah Jing, why don't I get you a cloth and bite you, I'm worried that you will not be able to control your tongue by then."

Mo Yunjing smiled and shook his head slightly, "Don't worry, Tangtang, I think I can bear this pain."

Since he insisted, she naturally couldn't say anything. Now she began to give local anesthesia on his legs, "Ding Hua, scalpel."

Ding Hua put a scalpel on her hand without saying a word. An Xuetang didn't dare to look at Mo Yunjing's face. She gritted her teeth slightly and saw the right position and cut it down with one size fits.

Mo Yunjing's face instantly burst out with blue veins and he gritted his teeth. He had never experienced the pain of being cut off. His patience was indeed beyond An Xuetang's imagination.

In order to reduce his pain, An Xuetang tried to speed up as quickly as possible. She was so serious that she had a kind of personality charm that made people reluctant to look away when they saw it.

Mo Yunjing lowered her eyes and stared at her face unscrupulously. She was so beautiful that she deeply attracted him.

He pursed his lips, and even though the pain from his legs became clearer and clearer, he didn't say a word.

Ding Hua looked at him thoughtfully, thinking that their son-in-law was indeed not an ordinary person.

An Xuetang accelerated the operation, which should have been completed in more than an hour, and it was completed in 40 minutes.

After sewing his legs together, she breathed a sigh of relief before daring to look at Mo Yunjing, "Ah Jing, are you okay?"

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

An Xuetang's eyes bent, "It's not hard to do anything for my family."

While talking to him, she cleaned his legs.

After clearing the blood stains, she asked Ding Hua to hand over the silver needle. Her fingers gently covered Mo Yunjing's legs, and then twisted the needle down. She knew that Jing must be very painful.

So at present, I can only use the Yin Needle Analgesia method in Xin to relieve it. The silver needle has a good effect on the analgesia. Mo Yunjing's pain was gradually relieved. Although it was impossible to completely relieve the pain, it was much better than before.

The silver needle stayed on the acupoint on his leg for a while before she pulled it out and looked at Mo Yunjing, "Ah Jing, do you have any discomfort?"

Mo Yunjing's pale lips curled up, "No."

"That's good. Our surgery today has been successful. Is it true that Jing can't move these legs in the next week?"

Mo Yunjing did not answer her question, but just said, "Tangtang, come here."

An Xuetang blinked, "What's wrong?" As she spoke, her body leaned forward slightly.

I saw Mo Yunjing stretched out his long hand and grabbed her waist, letting her bend her, and hugging her tightly into her arms.

Ding Hua, who was standing beside him, suddenly felt that he was very redundant and wanted to go out, but he didn't know if An Xuetang had anything to do to use him.

He could only lower his head silently, then stand aside, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.

"Tangtang, can I give me a hug?"

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Chapter completed!