Chapter 2318
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"Where's the hand?!" Feng Wu forced herself to control her anger. She knew very well that the most important thing now was to put Qiuling's wrist back together.
Everything else could be discussed later!
"Yes, of course!"
Uncle Qiu had been working for Feng Wu for years, and of course he knew Feng Wu's medical skills. Before Feng Wu could ask, Uncle Qiu handed her the wrist wrapped in a piece of clean cloth.
He frowned. "I didn't dare wash it with water. I just wrapped it up and left it here. I haven't touched it."
Feng Wu nodded. "If I washed it with water, it would be useless."
Feng Wu closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, there was nothing but coldness in them.
Without another word, Feng Wu took out her first-aid kit and began to put Qiuling's wrist back together.
Feng Wu was a skilled doctor, and she could have used the wood elf to reattach the wrist, but she didn't.
This was because there were consequences to reconnecting the wrist like this. There was a certain probability of the wrist necrosis.
Qiuling needed to cultivate, and her hand was of utmost importance. Feng Wu wouldn't allow that to happen.
Hence, she used modern surgery to reattach Qiuling's hand first, then used her skills as a doctor and the wood elf to treat the wrist. It was a two-pronged approach, and she got twice the result with half the effort.
By the time Feng Wu was done, an hour had passed.
Feng Wu's face was grim the entire time, and the atmosphere in the house was tense. Granny Zhao moved as quietly as possible, not daring to make a sound.
When Feng Wu walked out of Qiuling's room.
"Miss, how is Qiuling?" Both Granny Zhao and Uncle Qiu were concerned about Qiuling.
Feng Wu was infuriated.
"I think she's fine, but we need to keep her under observation." Feng Wu stared at Uncle Qiu. "That man hurt Qiuling to get back at her. Did he say anything?"
Granny Zhao handed Feng Wu a note. "This fell out of Qiuling's clothes when she was changing her clothes."
Feng Wu unfolded the note.
"I cut off your maid's arm and destroyed her cultivation ability. Heh, come at me if you can, Gu Sanliu."
"Gu San?" Duan Chaoge cried out in surprise. "I know him. I heard about him as soon as I got into Year 3. Gu San is one of the top students in Year 3. He's a Level 3 Spiritual Lord, right?"
Without another word, Feng Wu picked up the Spear of Fire and rushed out of the house.
"Xiao Wu, where are you going?!" Duan Chaoge ran after her. "Are you looking for Gu San? I saw Feng Qi run out just now. She must have gone to ask Gu San for help. Gu San might be in our second year right now. "
Feng Wu was going to Year 3, but at Duan Chaoge's reminder, she went to Year 2 instead.
And at this moment, the second years —
Feng Qi had indeed pulled Gu Si over. As for Gu San …
Feng Qi had complained to Gu San about how Feng Wu had cut off her mother's wrist, and she hadn't seen him since then …
So when Feng Qi and Gu Si went to Year Two, they found —
Feng Wu was gone.
This time, Feng Qi not only brought Gu Si, but also four of his classmates.
These four students were all third-years. When they saw that there was a commotion, they all rushed over.
"Where's Feng Wu?" Feng Qi had finally arrived with help, but Feng Wu was nowhere to be seen. She was the most worried one.
。 The Divine Emperor of Nine Heavens
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