No, I was just a concubine, how did I become the queen?

The Fourth Master held her in his arms with pity, not knowing when she had been bullied again, and he felt so distressed.

"From now on, I will protect you," he blurted out involuntarily when his love reached a deep level: "I will never let you suffer any injustice again."

Lin Mingyan still had tears on her face, but she smiled when she heard this: "Okay, I'll count on you."

The Fourth Master wanted to say, how can you rely on me for everything? How can a man be relied on for a lifetime?

A woman should stand up for herself, like the Empress, and it doesn’t matter whether the Emperor comes or not.

But as soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he smiled: He is not the emperor, he should be reliable.

There's no way. When someone relies on him wholeheartedly, he can only slowly make himself more reliable.

Lin Mingyan didn't know that the Fourth Master was ready to be her lifelong support, and she foolishly buried herself in his arms, kissing his neck to comfort him.

The Fourth Master was indeed a little unable to hold on, after all, he had lost a lot of blood.

After talking for a while, he fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Lin Mingyan was reluctant to leave him, and regardless of the sweat and blood all over her body, she slept beside him with her clothes on.

It is no exaggeration to say that they had a narrow escape today. Both of them were extremely tired and had a sound sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lin Mingyan woke up from hunger and could still hear her stomach growling.

It was getting dark outside, and a lamp was lit behind the screen, for fear that they would wake up in darkness.

She had only breakfast and a sweet potato from Zhang Miao's house that day, and she was already starving.

Gently wake up the Fourth Master: "Master, get up and eat something before going back to sleep~"

After all the trouble, the two men couldn't stand the smell of sweat and blood on their bodies, so they asked someone to bring water to clean up.

When Lin Mingyan woke up the next morning, she opened the door and was almost scared by the old man standing at the door.

What about this COS of Cheng Men Li Xue?

She looked at the sky, which had just brightened, and after careful consideration, she spoke: "Doctor Jia? Are you standing guard here?"

It seems that she misunderstood Doctor Jia. He has a sharp tongue and his skills are not very good, but he is quite responsible.

This was a night of fear, waiting at the door, afraid that something special might happen?!

Doctor Jia hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, I am old and sleepy, so I have been waiting here long ago."

Not only did he sleep less, he didn't sleep the whole night, and kept simulating Lin Mingyan's stitching process in his mind.

Over and over again, I feel like I have learned it all and I am so strong!

I woke up excitedly in the morning, went to the kitchen to ask for a big piece of pork, picked up the needle and thread and started sewing.

result......

He's standing right here!

"Ah? The Fourth Master is still resting," Lin Mingyan said in embarrassment, "I've checked, the wound hasn't worsened, don't worry."

"When the Fourth Master wakes up, he'll need medicine. I'll send someone to get you."

Lin Mingyan was still very polite to Doctor Jia. After all, his reaction was normal.

If she went to the top 1 hospital in China to get stitches, a person without a medical license would say she was better than the doctor.

The doctor doesn't even need to worry, she can teach the person why the flowers are so red.

Moreover, she only knows how to sew, but she doesn't understand these ancient herbs.

The subsequent care still depends on Doctor Jia, and we cannot offend him.

Doctor Jia said hurriedly, "No, I'm here to see the concubine!"

"Ah? Looking for me?" Lin Mingyan's eyes went dark.

What's going on?

Are you going to settle the score with her? !

Doctor Jia grunted for a long time and said, "Princess...Princess, can you...can you..."

"No!" Lin Mingyan said vigilantly.

Her experience from her previous life taught her that if someone was hesitant or embarrassed to speak up about something, she should always refuse!

Be brave enough to say no to anything difficult!

To be honest, Doctor Jia was not too disappointed when he heard the negative answer. After all, he had already prepared himself mentally.

Nowadays, anyone who wants to learn a secret skill from someone else will have to become that person's son or even grandson!

Isn’t this how the phrase “disciples and disciples” came about?

After being rejected, he fawned over her openly: "Concubine, you are right. How can you teach this secret technique to me so easily?"

"I will live here for the time being, and I will be there whenever you call. I will definitely let you see my determination."

After saying this, he took out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and said, "Concubine, this is a golden medicine made with a secret recipe passed down from my family. It has a miraculous effect on wound healing."

"Ah? Thank you," Lin Mingyan reached out and took it.

Why didn’t you tell me about this good stuff earlier?

The Fourth Master is waiting to use it!

On this day, no matter what Lin Mingyan did, Doctor Jia followed her with his old arms and legs.

She was not stupid. After a little probing, she realized that he wanted to learn her modern suturing techniques.

Of course there is no problem with teaching. She hopes that more people will learn so that people of this era can suffer less.

Especially for a woman like Fu Jin who had a cut during childbirth, it would be best if she could be sutured.

Even though they were enemies, as a fellow woman, that kind of sadness made her uncomfortable.

Lin Mingyan asked, "Doctor Jia, do you really want to learn suturing?"

If he was serious, then passing it on would be a good thing.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Doctor Jia nodded like a chick pecking at rice, wishing he could cut out his heart and show it to her right then and there.

Lin Mingyan nodded: "Then I will draw a blueprint for you, and you go and make a hundred sets of suture needles and pliers."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Doctor Jia's face flushed red and he agreed impatiently.

Lin Mingyan finished drawing the blueprint and watched him run away. His legs were more nimble than those of a young man in his twenties.

I can't help but sigh: How come this world where the old are not as good as the old and the young are not as good as the young remains the same everywhere?

However, ever since she learned that episiotomies in this era do not require stitches, she has wanted to create a modern suture kit.

Now that Doctor Jia is eager to run errands and has the channels, it would save a lot of trouble to let him do it.

Sure enough, the Fourth Master’s wound was only half healed when Doctor Jia came to the villa with a hundred sets of suture tools.

Following her instructions, each set was wrapped in cotton cloth and placed in a small wooden box.

Such a sophisticated tool must have cost Doctor Jia a lot of money.

After Lin Mingyan examined it, she thought it was very good.

However, after all, there is no stainless steel technology, so people using it still need to pay attention to maintenance.

This is made of iron and needs to be sewn to the flesh. If it rusts... then I will get tetanus...

Doctor Jia held his breath excitedly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her nod after the examination.

"Concubine, what do you see?" His dim old eyes sparkled with a light of thirst for knowledge.

Seeing how persistent he was, Lin Mingyan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll teach you then!"

"Thank you, master!"

"Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"

With a clang, Doctor Jia knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Hey, this old guy changed his words really quickly, as if Lin Mingyan would deny him if he was a step slower.