Chapter 186 Mysterious Eastern Witchcraft?
Zi Dao had seen this woman's double-dealing and sinister face, so he didn't like to see her.
Ai Moye didn't expect that Zi Liu would try to develop a relationship like Na Zeyang. As expected, the heroine is tough and the hero is smooth. Whoever she likes may be the hero.
Zidao added, "This matter is nothing. Zeyang doesn't take it to heart, and I won't always feel sorry for her. I just heard that you have problems with her, so it is inevitable to give her a warning to avoid doing anything wrong. thought."
Ai Moye said helplessly, "Indeed, I know her quite well. If you can avoid her, just avoid her. Don't get close to her."
The heroine in the original book is not deep-minded, but rather simple-minded. She is a pitiful little white flower, but she has the world on her side.
She is the sworn enemy of all women and is the white moonlight of countless men.
As a cannon fodder female supporting role, Ai Moye naturally stayed away from her, lest she be "executed on the spot" by World Line one day.
The two came to the downstairs of the boys' dormitory, and not long after, Fei Jianan and Na Zeyang came out together.
"Hi, pretty school girl, I brought you someone, what else do you need me to do?" Fei Jianan asked with a smile.
Aimoye Yangyang said on her cell phone, "I borrowed the infirmary from the teacher and took the senior to have acupuncture."
Na Zeyang raised his head and saw a pair of lifeless eyes under his cloak.
This time Ai Moye came and brought homemade acupuncture equipment.
She originally planned to use sterling silver, but then she discovered that a kind of steel appeared in the interstellar world, which was more suitable for surgical operations than stainless steel, but the cost was more expensive.
Of course Ai Moye was reluctant to invest her own money, so she called the marshal, who quickly solved the problem.
Zidao and Fei Jianan accompanied him. After arriving at the infirmary, many people gathered around it.
Fei Jianan stuck his head in and asked, "Is Teacher Yan here? It's so lively?"
Zidao said, "It is inevitable that there will be casualties in the school competition. It is safer to call Teacher Yan back."
While they were talking, several people from the infirmary rushed over carrying stretchers, shouting, "Make way for the students in front, the injured with decapitated heads need emergency treatment!"
Everyone immediately retreated to both sides of the corridor and made way for the middle passage.
When the stretcher passed by, Ai Moye saw that the head and neck of the wounded person on the stretcher were almost separated, and it was too miserable to look at.
Fei Jianan also saw it, touched his neck and prayed for the wounded, "I hope I don't meet Teacher Yan, otherwise he will carve something casually again."
The entire infirmary was noisy and filled with the smell of blood and disinfectant.
Ai Moye couldn't help but think, it was just an intramural competition, and the fight was too brutal.
A few minutes later, the school doctor she had contacted hurried over and said apologetically, "You have to be late. There are many injured people and the infirmary cannot be vacated."
Aimoye said, "It's okay. You have to work first. We are not in a hurry."
After the school doctor left, Aimoye walked to an infirmary.
A large healing circle was deployed indoors, and the injured person who had just been brought in lay in the center of the circle, almost dead.
Yan Si, who was using the magic circle, said calmly, "This classmate needs to straighten his head, otherwise he will end up with a crooked neck after being cured."
The wounded companion immediately put the wounded man's head in place, opened the healing circle, and quickly healed the wound.
Ai Moye exclaimed in a low voice that such a powerful and efficient array was composed of multiple small arrays such as bone setting, hematopoiesis, cell regeneration, and nerve connection.
If it were her, she would need one magic circle after another, that is, starting with hematopoiesis and slowly repairing it.
But Yan Si was worthy of being a member of the strongest military medical team. He completed a large healing circle in two minutes, then sutured the wound and used medicine to assist recovery.
His suturing technique was also neat and tidy, and he could easily carve a rose on the neck of the wounded person, even though his assistant stared at him several times without stopping.
Finally, the wounded man stood up holding his neck and had to thank him respectfully.
There were so many injuries in the intramural competition that it was not until ten o'clock in the evening that an infirmary was vacant.
Na Zeyang was lying on the bed, with his upper body naked.
Ai Moye first injected him with medicine to control the rampant energy, and then performed acupuncture according to the distribution of acupoints, in conjunction with mugwort's function of activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis.
Fei Jianan took action from the side and saw that Zeyang was pricked like a hedgehog. He was overjoyed, "Old Na, Lao Na, you are actually here today. How does it feel to be pricked with needles?"
Zi Dao slapped Fei Jianan on the head, "Fuck you, don't interfere with the school girl!"
Fei Jianan gestured with his middle finger, but still kept his mouth shut.
Ai Moye focused on treatment, using instruments to scan Nazeyang's physical condition and grasp the blood circulation in the body as soon as possible.
The smell of mugwort filled the room, making everyone except her feel uncomfortable.
Even Yan Si from the infirmary next door was attracted by the smell of mugwort.
The young doctor's gray hair glowed white under the light, and his handsome face was very cynical, like a romantic lothario, with a provocative amorous expression on his eyebrows and eyes.
He pushed the door open and came in, sniffing and asking, "What smells so weird?"
Ai Moye said without raising her head, "Mugwort."
Yan Si let out a long "Oh" if he realized something, and then asked, "What kind of grass is moxa?"
"A kind of plant." Ai Moye said simply, without taking his attention away from Na Zeyang.
Yan Si came closer and was stopped by Zidao, "Teacher Yan, the elementary school girl is healing Na Zeyang, please don't harass her."
Yan Si said seriously, "As a school nurse, how can the teacher harass me? He just wants to have academic discussions."
He spoke sincerely, and since he was a well-known military doctor, Zi Dao no longer blocked him, but he also didn't allow him to get too close.
The acupuncture and moxibustion of moxa leaves are incredible to even a genius doctor like Yan Si.
He really couldn't figure it out and asked in confusion, "Is this a new type of erotic play?"
Ai Moye finally couldn't stand it any longer, "Please don't stigmatize acupuncture, please."
"Acupuncture?" Yan Si thought about it for a long time and finally remembered some relevant information, "A very mysterious Eastern witchcraft in the Earth period?"
There were so many flaws that Ai Moye couldn't bring up anything, so she simply ignored them.
Yan Si didn't ask any more questions, and just watched quietly, seemingly carelessly, but his eyes kept falling on the screen of the medical instrument, and his eyes gradually deepened.
Na Zeyang's condition is indeed improving, and with the passage of acupuncture time, it is improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zidao and Fei Jianan couldn't understand the messy data and lines. They were so anxious that they didn't dare to ask questions.
Half an hour later, the mugwort leaves drew out the needles one by one and killed the mugwort.
"Senior, how do you feel?"
Na Zeyang sat up slowly, grabbed his clothes and put them on his body.
"very good."
He spoke slowly and with difficulty, but it was much better than the hoarse voice before. It was very similar to the clear and clear boyish voice before the power went crazy.
Zidao and Fei Jianan were relieved and overjoyed.