Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Song Jinxiu frowned: "Don't trust me blindly. This arrow has injured the tendon. If things go wrong, the tendon will rupture and your arm will be useless."

Su Mo smiled. "Well, Doctor Feng said that at the very least, it would cause heavy bleeding, and at the worst, it would cause broken tendons. That's why I have no choice but to trouble you again."

Song Jinxiu: "There won't be any heavy bleeding. If you're careful, you won't injure the aorta. It's just the tendon that's a bit of a problem. How can you still laugh when it's so serious?"

She is so sure that there will be no heavy bleeding. It seems that this girl was not just lucky last time, but she is really capable.

Su Mo said, "Aren't you a miracle doctor? Doctor Feng spent the time it took to examine me for an incense stick before reaching his conclusion. You can tell just by looking at me. I know you can do it. I believe in you."

Song Jinxiu was speechless. She frowned and said seriously, "I'm really not a miracle doctor. I just have a better understanding of the human body. Let's make it clear first, your arm is quite troublesome. If anything unexpected happens, you can't blame me."

"Just focus on pulling out the arrow. The worst that can happen is that your arm will be crippled. Whether it's cured or not, I won't punish you."

Song Jinxiu curled her lips: This is the person in power. Doesn’t a word of not punishing a person mean he is showing mercy?

"So if you don't punish me, I should be grateful?"

This is the class contradiction. Song Jinxiu was in a bad mood and couldn't help pouting.

Su Mo had no idea that he had offended someone with just one word.

He glanced at her and smiled, "Don't worry, I've prepared a consultation fee this time. Combined with last time, I won't give you any less."

Song Jinxiu rolled her eyes at him and smiled helplessly.

"Who cares about your consultation fee? I just don't want to get involved with troublesome people."

This man was injured repeatedly, either because he was incompetent or he was targeted by his enemies. If people knew that I saved him twice, wouldn't it cause unnecessary trouble?

Her goal is not to seek wealth and fame through risk, but to die peacefully, okay?

But since someone came to her for treatment, she had no choice but to treat him.

Even though they act like good neighbors now, she knew she couldn't afford to offend them just by looking at how ferocious they were last time.

"I can heal your wound, but I have a request."

"You said."

"Don't tell anyone that I treated your injuries. I don't want your enemies to find out and kill you to silence them."

Su Mo nodded, "Okay,"

This time Su Mo was awake, so Song Jinxiu naturally wouldn't use inhaled anesthetics again, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

She fished out a purse from her backpack.

Take out iodine, gauze and hemostatic medicine from your purse.

Su Mo asked curiously, "Your purse isn't big, but it can hold quite a lot of things. But why did you bring all these things with you? Did you know I was coming?"

Song Jinxiu used her purse as a cover, sneering as she took something out of the space: "Tsk, wishful thinking, I'm not a god who can predict the future."

She pointed to the backpack, which contained two pheasants used as cover.

"I'm going into the mountains, aren't I? It's hard to walk in the mountains because of the branches and twigs. I'm afraid of getting hurt, so I naturally brought some first aid supplies."

As she spoke, she took out a black pill and said, "This is an anesthetic. Take it so I can pull out the arrow."

Fortunately, she had prepared two anesthetic pills according to her senior brother's prescription. She just didn't know how effective they would be, so she decided to test the efficacy of the pills on this person today.

Looking at the big, black, smelly balls, Su Mo shook his head, "No, just do it, I can bear it."

Song Jinxiu raised her eyebrows. "Don't mind the smell. This medicine contains Datura, and it's just the smell of Datura. Take it, take a nap, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

Su Mo refused to eat. Song Jinxiu became impatient and stuffed the food into his mouth.

What are you hesitating about? Take it and get treatment quickly. After the treatment, she has to go home quickly.

Maybe because I was used to giving my brother suppositories before, this time it went quite smoothly.

Su Mo took the medicine and soon became drowsy.

I don’t know whether the anesthetic pills made by Song Jinxiu have limited effect, or whether Su Mo himself has antibodies to anesthetics.

Although he was drowsy with his eyes closed, he was still aware of the outside world.

He could feel something cool wiping at the wound and the little girl's hand wandering over his shoulder.

After a sudden burst of intense pain, he felt numb and cool in the wound.

He heard the little girl mutter, "I really don't want to give it to you, but since you're so pretty, I'll use it. Otherwise, you'll become Yang Guo, and you won't have the Divine Condor, so wouldn't that be a shame?"

Song Jinxiu used Bodhi leaf juice to clean the injured tendon and applied medicine.

This is her new discovery that Bodhi leaf juice is more effective than water soaked with Bodhi leaves.

The scar cream she made for her brother using the juice of the leaves worked very well.

If my brother's legs had been treated with Bodhi leaf juice, they would probably have recovered faster.

It’s just that treasure-hunting mouse Junjun attaches great importance to the Bodhi tree. It’s okay to soak the drooping leaves in water, because it’s just like giving Baoya a bath.

But if you try to squeeze the juice out of its leaves, it will howl in protest.

Therefore, she would not use Bodhi leaf juice unless it was absolutely necessary.

After bandaging it, Song Jinxiu said to the old man with a pale face who was peeking out of the car door, "Come in."

Feng Shouren blushed a little when he was discovered. He didn't mean to steal the master's skills, he just didn't trust his master.

Although his master and the twelve guards praised Miss Song as a miracle woman, he just couldn't believe it.

She's just a little girl, maybe she knows a few ways to treat injuries, how can she be a miracle doctor? Aren't the master and the twelve guards exaggerating too much?

He was worried, so he stood by the door, observing his master's movements at any time.

If anything goes wrong, such as heavy bleeding or the master is in so much pain that he has a convulsion, he will be the first to go and provide rescue.

However, even when Song Jinxiu called him, he did not hear a cry of pain from his master.

Feng Shouren entered the carriage and found that his master was actually asleep and there was no heavy bleeding, so he hurried over to take his pulse.

"He took my anesthetic pills and will sleep for a while. As for how long he sleeps, it depends on his physical condition."

Song Jinxiu said this as she packed up her things and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment, Miss Song,"

After Feng Shouren examined his master's injuries, he asked:

"The anesthetic pills Miss Song mentioned are the Ma Fei San that's been making the rounds in Beijing lately? Could it be that Miss Song also knows the formula for Ma Fei San?"

"Ah? Oh, I don't know. What is Ma Fei San?" Song Jinxiu looked confused.

When I sold the Ma Fei San recipe to Doctor Li, I said that the money and goods were exchanged and we had nothing to do with each other anymore.

They can use the recipe however they want, but they can't give her away. As long as no one knows about it, she won't sell the recipe to anyone else.

Su Mo, who closed his eyes in the car: You are telling lies with your eyes open.

He was sure that the recipe for Ma Fei San was from this girl.

Don't think he doesn't know. The last time he was shot by an arrow, the Li family clinic was helpless. This girl was forced to do it, and she was completely unaware when she was pulling out the arrow.

Now that I think about it, it must be because this girl used Ma Fei San.

However, the effect of this anesthetic pill seems to be not as good as Ma Fei San.

Last time he pulled out the arrow, he felt nothing, but this time, he could feel it, though there was an inexplicable energy in his body last time. This time, there was no...

No, Su Mo felt a tingling sensation in the wound, as if his flesh and blood were dancing.

Suddenly, he felt excited. This long-lost familiar feeling was that inexplicable energy, but it was too little. If his body was not different from that of an ordinary person, he would not be able to feel this weak energy repairing his wounds.

Doctor Feng said, "Excuse me, Miss Song, could you please sell us the recipe for the anesthetic pills?"