Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Sun Enmiao's words scared Mu Tou. He had been sweating coldly since the night he was injured, and with the rain last night, he thought it was just a simple cold.

"Is there any hope?!" Zhang Jingwei's face was full of worry.

Sun Enmiao said unhappily, "If you don't believe me, you can go find another doctor. Why are you wasting your time here?"

"Believe it, believe it, I believe it. Then please, Sun Yaolang, do your best to save me!" After saying this, Zhang Jingwei walked out of the house in shame.

In the yard, many medicinal herbs were drying in the sun. Jiuer was tying up her sleeves and drawing water from the well.

With her small body, she filled a bucket of water at a very fast speed. Zhang Jingwei wanted to go forward to help, but when Jiuer filled the second bucket of water, he made an unexpected discovery.

"This... pulley system?!"

There was actually a metal pulley hanging on the bucket.

"Hehe, what do you think, girl, am I very strong?"

Isn't that nonsense? A movable pulley can save half the effort. Although Zhang Jingwei was complaining in his heart, he didn't say it out loud.

The use of pulleys in ancient times was not uncommon, but this pulley set was a bit outrageous, because the length of the rope was about fifty meters, and Zhang Jingwei could clearly see his handsome face through the bottom of the well, so he guessed that the well was about ten meters at most.

If I remember correctly, this pulley system can save five times the effort, and it is also called the magic gourd!

"Miss Jiuer, what is this?" Zhang Jingwei pointed at the pulley set and asked in a puzzled manner.

"You are all mortals, how could you know about immortal objects? This was given to my mother by my father... er... an immortal!"

Zhang Jingwei raised the corner of his mouth and thought: This little girl just let something slip, could it be... that she is really the master?

……

Meanwhile, in the back room.

"Take it off!" Sun Enmiao asked Mu Tou to take off his shirt.

"Ah?" Mu Tou was a little confused.

"Take it off if I tell you to!"

"But...it's a bit inappropriate for you and I, a man and a woman, to be in the same room together!"

Sun Enmiao shouted angrily, "What are you thinking? I'm a doctor, and my medical practice doesn't distinguish between men and women! Take it off!"

Mu Tou gritted his teeth and did as he was told. He took off his shirt and saw that the bandage had turned dark red with blood. It might be because the military doctor had tied it too tightly to stop the bleeding, and some of the bandage had already been cut into the wound.

When Sun Enmiao took off the bandage, Mu Tou shyly closed his eyes, and when the pain came, he could only gasp for air.

When all the bandages are removed, the upper body is now completely exposed.

Mu Tou still had his eyes tightly closed, and there were two red spots on his face.

Sun Enmiao laughed and said, "You look so embarrassed! It's you who's taking off your clothes, not me. Look how embarrassed you are!"

Not knowing which of the words he had misheard, Mu Tou quickly shook his hands and shouted, "Ah!? Absolutely not, madam! Your daughter is still outside, she can't take it off, she can't take it off."

Sun Enmiao was amused by his naive behavior. "You wish! Take the medicine and lie down on the bed!"

Mu Tou was shocked: It's over, this is directed at me!

Then he said, "Madam, I'd better stand. Just stand!"

Sun Enmiao's face was full of black lines. She probably guessed what Mu Tou was thinking.

"You black bear, this is hemp soup, drink it and take a good sleep and you'll be fine."

Oh my god! She really came for me. I need to get some sleep! Mu Mu began to sweat again.

Mu Tou laughed and refused, "Madam, this medicine sounds very expensive. I'd better not drink it."

"Are you sure you don't want to drink?"

Mu Tou’s attitude was very firm: “No, no, no!”

"Okay, then don't regret it." After saying that, Sun Enmiao took a wooden stick and let the wood bite it.

Put four or five kinds of medicinal materials in the mortar and pound them into powder in no time.

"Hot water!" Sun Enmiao shouted outside the door.

Jiuer brought in the hot water very swiftly, put it down, and then closed the door and went out swiftly, smoothly and skillfully.

Zhang Jingwei asked curiously, "Why doesn't your mother let you watch the class from the side?"

Jiuer openly stated her weakness, "I'm afraid of blood and can't stand seeing that scene!"

Zhang Jingwei suddenly realized: "He's fainting from blood. No wonder he ran away without even taking a second look."

"Although I'm afraid of blood, I'm good at pharmacology. I know all kinds of exotic flowers and plants!" Jiuer tried her best to explain, fearing that Zhang Jingwei would look down on her.

Sun Enmiao applied the crushed herbs to the wound on the wooden chest, then scalded a piece of cotton cloth in hot water, wrung it dry and pressed it on the wound.

"The wound on your shoulder is too big. I have to sew it up before I can use medicine!"

Then he took out the needle and thread. It was a crochet hook, not as curved as a fish hook, but with a slight arc.

After threading the thread, I put it in hot water and then started to move it on the wooden shoulder.

"Hmm! Yeah!"

Mu Tou groaned in pain and bit the stick in his mouth tightly.

The first two stitches were fine, and Mu Mu endured it, but then the pain got worse and worse, and he almost bit the stick off. Mu Mu was shaking with pain, but Sun Enmiao was still concentrating on stitching the wound, and beads of sweat began to appear.

Drops of blood flowed out along the needle and thread, and Sun Enmiao kept wiping it with cotton cloth.

He had endured to the limit, and the tip of the wood shook involuntarily, and this shake almost left the curved needle stuck in his shoulder forever.

Sun Enmiao couldn't bear it any longer, so he picked up the anesthetic and handed it to Mu Tou.

Mu Tou looked at the bowl of medicine with an awkward expression. Seeing this, Sun Enmiao threatened, "Do you want to drink it yourself, or do you want me to force you to drink it?"

Mu Tou had no choice but to take the medicine, close his eyes, and drink it all in one gulp. As soon as he finished drinking it, he felt dizzy and his body became weak, and he soon fell asleep.

Sun Enmiao looked at him, secretly relieved, and used both hands to sew up the wound. After sewing the wound and applying medicine, she gently closed the door and went out to the yard.

A basin of blood was poured out, and the two people who were stunned by it suddenly woke up.

When Jiuer saw Sun Enmiao coming out, she immediately ran over and asked, "Mom, how is it?"

"He was as stubborn as a donkey and refused to take the anesthetic. But fortunately there was no pus or blood, so he should be fine after he wakes up." Sun Enmiao said with a smile.

Jiuer smiled and said, "Mom, you are so awesome!"

Sun Enmiao touched Jiuer's hair and said gently, "Okay, go clean up. I also have to go check on the herbs that are drying."

Zhang Jingwei, who had been watching from the side, stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Sun Yaolang, for your help. However, I have a question. Who made this pulley? I've never seen anything this ingenious."

Sun Enmiao glanced at him and said calmly, "They are just some small gadgets, not worth mentioning."

Zhang Jingwei smiled meaningfully and stopped asking questions. He looked at Sun Enmiao's busy figure, thinking about something in his heart.

Could it be that in this world, Master is already dead?!