Xunmi felt the warmth coming from behind her, but her movements were still steady.
As soon as the scalpel cleaned up the damaged flesh around it, a clean cotton swab took over the silver knife's position.
Fu Zhaojun cleaned the wound in an orderly manner. When the blood stains disappeared, she used a dry cotton swab to wipe it again.
Xunmi took the silver needle that had been burned and inserted it into the acupuncture point to seal the blood around the wound and prevent it from flowing out again.
She did not choose to suture the wound with Western medicine. After all, the wound was relatively small.
"Zhaojun, I'll leave the rest to you. The room must be ventilated. The bullet was too close to the heart, so it caused the old marshal to go into shock.
"After half an hour, remove the silver needle. His blood and qi will start to flow smoothly, and he will wake up."
Xunmi's body was weak. She was already weak, and after the exhausting surgery, she was even more mentally exhausted.
If it were not for her husband behind her, she would have collapsed to the ground.
Fu Zhaojun nodded solemnly. "Madam, don't worry. I will take good care of the old marshal. You should go and rest."
She would not speculate whether this person had transmigrated like her, because there was no need to.
Regardless of whether they were happy in the past or not, they could not go back now. They both had the life they wanted, and that was enough. Why should she worry about it?
"Okay, call me if you need anything. I'll go and sleep first." Xunmi turned around and put all her weight on her husband. Her voice was a little low.
"Yilin, I'm exhausted. Can you carry me back?"
As expected, surgeries in ancient times were not as safe as in modern times. In modern times, there were all kinds of instruments to assist, but in ancient times, no mistakes could be made.
In order to ensure that there were no accidents, she had used her spiritual power to control the entire process. Now that she could relax, it was a wonderful feeling.
Feng Yilin carried her and strode away. At this time, no one would blame him for valuing a woman more than his father and the hope of this country.
If it were not for this woman, how could they be so safe?
For example, she had played a big role in driving out Sato and his gang.
She had done too much. No matter what it was for in the beginning, they were the ones who benefited.
The people who escorted Fenghuai Lin here were all injured. They were treated outside by the military doctor, and the only one who was not injured was Sun Da.
However, when they saw Sun Da in the corner, who was obviously afraid, a hint of disdain flashed past their eyes.
Another traitor. These people were really bold. They dared to do anything.
Xunmi closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she laid down on the bed. There were too many restrictions in an S-rank plane, so she had to explore it carefully and slowly.
As for the military doctor, he would talk about it after he woke up.
Feng Yilin's heart ached as he caressed the dark circles under her eyes. It was all because he was useless that she was so tired.
He gently covered his wife with the quilt and swore in his heart that he would never let her suffer like this again.
It was time to clean up those who kept looking for trouble. In an instant, the gentleness in his eyes turned into a bloodthirsty baleful aura.
No matter who it was, as long as they didn't have eyes, they would be fiercely bitten.
"Do you know who I am? I am an old man who has followed the Old Marshal for more than ten years. If you treat me like this, the Old Marshal will definitely punish you when he wakes up."
"As long as you let me go now, I'll pretend that nothing happened."
After Sun Da finally got used to the pain, he forced himself to speak. His face was still as pale as a ghost.
He leaned against the wall, trying his best to make himself look calm and fearless.
Damn it, where did the people who followed him go? If they were here, he wouldn't be at such a disadvantage.
Feng Yilin and that girl who spoiled his plans deserved to die.
"Hey, where did this dog come from? It's still barking non-stop. Are you worried that you'll die too late?"
Liang Hui had only gone out for a while and received the news as soon as he came back. However, before he could step into the room, he heard another pretentious voice.
He didn't have a good impression of this kind of self-righteous person.
Sun Da suppressed his anger. Another one had come. He really wanted to get up from the ground and tear this person apart.
However, his left hand was still weak. If he spoke too loudly or too quickly, his jaw would hurt badly. He could only use his fierce gaze and expression to kill the person who came in.
Fu Zhaojun had been looking at the time on her pocket watch. When she saw him, she stood up and pulled out the silver needles.
She didn't even look at the person who was clamoring to turn over. Traitor. Traitor. She hated traitors the most in her life.
This was clearly their own country. Why did they help outsiders beat up their own mother?
"Little Zhaojun, where's the marshal? Where's Qi Yang?" Liang Hui stepped in and looked around. When he didn't see the two of them, he asked curiously.
"Madam just finished an operation and is very tired. The marshal sent her back to rest. Qi Yang went to deal with the matter of the old marshal being ambushed this time."
Fu Zhaojun explained simply. She put down the silver needles and turned around with a towel. When she saw that the person on the bed was showing signs of waking up, she immediately shouted excitedly.
"Hurry and inform the marshal. The old marshal is awake."
Feng Huailin felt that it was a little noisy and his eyelids were very heavy. When he finally opened them, he heard a voice full of vitality. The gloominess in his heart also disappeared.
His half-awake gaze fell on the girl in front of him. Could this be his daughter-in-law?
She was quite cute and had a sweet smile. It was good that his son had such a sunny person by his side. He was very satisfied.
Fu Zhaojun didn't know what Feng Huailin was thinking. She only saw that he was looking at her with confusion.
"Old Marshal, are you still feeling unwell? I …"
"We're family. Why are you calling me Old Marshal? Call me father." Feng Huailin wanted to say this just now. This girl was too shy.
"Huh?" Fu Zhaojun was stunned. She was a little confused. What was the old marshal talking about? Why couldn't she understand?
Feng Huailin was sure that this little girl was indeed very shy and embarrassed. However, it was only a matter of time before she called him that.
"Don't be so formal. Just call me father like Yilin. There's no need to be so formal."
Fu Zhaojun was completely stunned. The towel in her hand almost fell to the ground. What was the old marshal talking about?
She felt that her brain wasn't enough. Who could explain it to her?
Feng Huailin felt that this little girl was so easily frightened. As the daughter-in-law of the Feng family, wasn't she a little too fragile?
However, it didn't matter. It was fine as long as his son liked her.
After thinking it through, Feng Huailin didn't mind anymore. He said bluntly, "You're already with my son and he likes you. Can't you even call me father?"
"F * ck, what?" Fu Zhaojun couldn't even maintain her ladylike appearance this time. Her expression completely cracked.
The two people who happened to walk to the door also paused.
Feng Yilin immediately looked at the expression of the person next to him. He saw that her face, which was already pale, had turned even paler. His heart clenched as if someone had squeezed it into a ball. It hurt like needles were pricking him.
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