Chapter 1225 Shuangshu Is in Her Arms

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It's no wonder that Cheng Ying has this kind of doubt. The treatment method Song Qingshu said is too appalling, and he actually needs to crush his leg first...

With the medical level of this world, the shock of the two women at this time is probably similar to when Cao Cao heard that Hua Tuo was going to open his skull to cure ventilation.

More importantly, although Lu Wushuang is a little lame now, her left foot is barely able to support her walk. If she can't recover her leg bones after being crushed, she will be completely disabled. Is it really worth taking such a big risk?

"Miss Cheng thinks Song Mou looks like a lunatic?" Song Qingshu looked at her like that.

"Of course not." Cheng Ying replied quickly, and then added in her heart, "Although he doesn't look like a lunatic, he looks like a frivolous prostitute."

"Since I'm not a lunatic, how can I do things I'm not sure about?" Song Qingshu laughed, then looked at Lu Wushuang, "Whether or not to treat, Miss Lu, think about it, and then come to me after you think about it, but it's best Hurry up, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Lu Mansion for a few days." After speaking, he got up and planned to leave.

"Wait!" Before he took the first step, Lu Wushuang stopped him, "Don't think about it, just now, I'm willing to receive treatment."

"Cousin." Cheng Ying held her hand with a worried look on her face.

Lu Wushuang smiled sadly: "Cousin, instead of being crippled for the rest of your life, it's better to take a risk. Even if you fail in the end, it won't be too bad."

Song Qing's writing showed a strange expression, it was really unexpected that she could have such an open-mindedness.

Cheng Ying also knew that this lame leg had become a knot in her cousin's heart. Seeing that she had made up her mind, she no longer persuaded her, and instead owed Song Qingshu: "Then I will trouble the son."

Song Qingshu nodded, wrung out the towel in the basin and handed it to Lu Wushuang: "Bite this, it will hurt a lot later."

This time, Lu Wushuang changed his normal behavior. Instead of confronting him, he obediently put the towel in his mouth, but she was a little girl after all. When she thought that her leg was about to be broken, she turned pale and turned. She turned around and hugged Cheng Ying tightly. At this time, only her cousin could give her a sense of security.

Cheng Ying hurriedly hugged her in her arms, feeling her trembling body, she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Song Qingshu held Lu Wushuang's smooth and well-proportioned calf, stroking the delicate skin on it, and found her childhood injury again.

"Ah~" Lu Wushuang screamed, sitting up straight, and pushing with both hands, with such great strength, Cheng Ying was pushed to the bed by her unexpectedly. .

Lu Wushuang's pretty face was full of pain, and because of the opening of his mouth, the towel in his mouth fell unconsciously.

Song Qingshu frowned. He had to completely break the crooked bones before he could stand up. Now he has only started the first step, and there will be a few more pains. Now Lu Wushuang has no towel in his mouth. When I bite my tongue later, that's amazing.

But since he has already started, he must continue in one go. If he stops halfway, not only will it not have the effect of treatment, but it will be counterproductive.

The second wave of severe pain came from the injured leg. Lu Wushuang, who was already in a semi-conscious state, did not realize that the towel had fallen. He just wanted to relieve all the pain in his body on the towel in his mouth, and bitten hard. go down.

When the lightning flashed, Song Qingshu didn't have time to think of any other way. He raised his arm and shoved his left hand into her mouth. The other party bit down fiercely. The pain at that moment was so great that he couldn't help frowning because of his determination, but he But he didn't say anything, and his right hand methodically began to beat, pat, or click on her wound... It flew up and down very quickly, leaving only afterimages, as if there were countless hands there.

At this time, Lu Wushuang also gradually realized that he was biting Song Qingshu's hand, and he was embarrassed and angry.

Just as she was about to scold Song Qingshu for taking advantage of her, the faint smell of blood in her mouth made her stunned. Recalling what had happened just now, knowing that he was out of kindness, her anger suddenly turned into an incomparable guilt. He looked at the man in front of him with a complicated look.

At this moment, Song Qingshu didn't have time to take care of her, all her attention was on treating her legs, breaking up the broken bones and then splicing them together again. It was necessary to have a clear understanding of the acupuncture points, meridians and tissue structure of the human body, as well as extreme concentration. A little wrong and it's all in vain.

Although the severe pain kept coming, Lu Wushuang couldn't bear to bite again. Fortunately, Cheng Ying had already reacted at this time, picked up the towel from her mouth and replaced Song Qingshu's hand.

Looking at the deep tooth marks and oozing blood stains on it, Cheng Ying glanced at her cousin angrily, making Lu Wushuang feel ashamed and ashamed.

"Master, I'll wrap up for you first." Cheng Ying took out a handkerchief from her arms, worried about disturbing Song Qingshu, and asked tentatively.

"Yeah." Song Qingshu replied casually, still focusing on Lu Wushuang's legs.

Cheng Ying was full of admiration in his heart. First, he admired his martial arts. The effect of using one hand was better than that of others with ten hands. But compared with his method, it is like heaven and earth; but what she admires more is the broad mind of the other party. The things that happened between him and Lu Wushuang before were not pleasant, and she did not expect that he would not only ignore the past and treat her for her. Injury, even at the expense of her own injury to protect her.

"It seems that I really misunderstood him before. He can be famous all over the world, but how can he really be that kind of rambunctious person." Cheng Ying gently wrapped a small bow, thinking in his heart.

As if there were eyes on the back, as soon as the wound was bandaged, Song Qingshu's left hand shrank back, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and poured out a pitch-black, viscous liquid.

A strong medicinal fragrance spread out, and Cheng Ying was both surprised and delighted. Could this be the legendary healing medicine in the Western Regions - Black Jade Intermittent Ointment?

When the Black Jade Intermittent Cream was evenly spread on the calf, a cool feeling spread on Lu Wushuang's legs, and her frowning brows could not help but stretch out slightly.

Song Qingshu fluttered his hands, wrapping her legs in layers, and at the same time using the prepared wooden planks to completely fix her calves.

When he finally stopped, Cheng Ying asked happily, "Young Master, is it okay?"

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "How can it be so easy, now only the bones are corrected, but Miss Lu's leg has been lame for more than ten years, and some of the meridians have already shrunk and blocked, and it still needs a master's internal force to open up, but if you don't grasp it properly, it will Completely destroy her meridians. Looking around the world, I am afraid that only a positive and peaceful finger force in a yang finger can be just right."

Cheng Ying exclaimed: "But the Nandi Emperor Duan is thousands of miles away now, what can we do..."

Seeing her nervous appearance, Song Qingshu laughed: "There is more than one Nandi who can have a Yang finger in this world." After speaking, he ignored her, stretched out his fingers, and pointed to various acupoints on Lu Wushuang's legs.

As a closed-door disciple of Huang Yaoshi, Cheng Ying's knowledge is extraordinary. Seeing that his fingers are soothing, his arms are relaxed and elegant, he taps more than a dozen large acupoints on Lu Wushuang's legs, and uses more than a dozen different techniques. Every move is a dazzling, different atmosphere. I have never seen it before, I have never heard of it, but Cheng Ying is dazzled and her red lips are slightly open. Jojo and similar shadows, but the subtle and magical things, the two are not the same.

While she was staring in a daze, she suddenly heard Song Qingshu say, "Wipe the sweat for me."

"Ah?" Cheng Ying's expression was a little strange, thinking that the act of wiping his sweat for him was too intimate.

"Is there a problem?" When Cheng Ying didn't move, Song Qingshu wondered, he came from a later age, and was used to seeing the doctor wipe the sweat off the nurse during surgery, but he didn't expect it to cause such a big trouble to Cheng Ying.

"I...I'll wipe it for you." Lu Wushuang saw that his head was surging, he was obviously consuming a lot of energy, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were about to fall into his eyes. distressed.

"I'll do it." Lu Wushuang had endured so much pain just now. At this moment, his whole body seemed to be pulled out of the water. His clothes had already been soaked with sweat and he was exhausted. How could Cheng Ying let her do it.

But when she reached into her arms and wanted to get a handkerchief, she was stunned. It turned out that her handkerchief had been used to bandage Song Qingshu's wound just now.

As if seeing her embarrassment, Lu Wushuang said weakly, "Use... use mine." He handed over his handkerchief.

Seeing the mandarin ducks on the handkerchief, Cheng Ying couldn't help blushing. Using the handkerchief to wipe the sweat of a man was a bit...

Her own handkerchief and Lu Wushuang's happened to be a pair, which was originally a token of love that Li Mochou gave to Lu Zhanyuan. Later, when Li Mochou came to Lujiazhuang to seek revenge, Lu Liding divided the handkerchief in half and gave it to Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang. He hoped that Li Mochou would spare the two for the sake of the handkerchief.

This half of the handkerchief is very meaningful to the two women, so they always wear it, subconsciously preparing to give it to their lover in the future.

As a result, half of the bandage is now on Song Qingshu's wound, and the other half is to be used to wipe his sweat...

However, noticing that the sweat on Song Qingshu's forehead was getting more and more, it was about to soak into his eyes, and Cheng Ying couldn't take it anymore, so he had to wipe it for him.

Lu Wushuang on the side looked envious: My cousin is more beautiful than me, and her martial arts are better than me. Now, even the movements of wiping sweat are so elegant and gentle, I am afraid I will never learn it in my life...

Lu Wushuang only felt the warm and warm infuriating energy from his legs spread out in his body. The pain just now eased a lot. Once his spirit relaxed, he couldn't hold it any longer. Black passed out.

Because she was worried about disturbing Song Qingshu, Cheng Ying was carefully wiping the sweat from his forehead. She didn't notice that Lu Wushuang, who was behind him, fell in her direction, and suddenly there was another person's weight on her body. Cheng Ying was caught off guard and her center of gravity was unstable. The two women fell into Song Qingshu's arms together.

After realizing what happened, Cheng Ying immediately flushed with shame. It turned out that her entire face was directly pressed between Song Qingshu's legs, and Lu Wushuang was just on her back, making her unable to get up for a while.

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