Chapter 347 But thinking of King Beijang and his queen?

have many capable sons by his side either. Mo Yunren has become disabled, and now only Mo Yunze in front of him has the chance to inherit the throne. Even if he is angry, he naturally wouldn't punish...Mò Jūn Yì had been waiting for Fèng Míng's answer, but when he didn't get one, he snorted angrily and waved his hand in front of him. "Uncle, what are you thinking about"

Feng Ming came back to his senses, "It's nothing. By the way, did your mother teach you some of her medical skills"

"Yes, mother said that ordinary doctors practice traditional Chinese medicine, but mother not only practices traditional Chinese medicine, she also practices a kind of Western medicine."

"Western medicine"

Obviously, Fengming was unfamiliar with this word.

He had never heard of a medical practice called Western medicine.

"Yes, what mother said is Western medicine. She said that if something deadly gets into the human body, Western medicine can use surgery to remove those deadly things. There are also some deadly objects that grow naturally in the human body, which can also be removed through surgery."

"Cut it out"

Feng Ming's expression turned thoughtful. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Did your mother ever tell you how to stop bleeding and survive after cutting someone open"

"Yes!"

When there was a previous war, Mo Junyi had always been by An Xuetang's side. He followed her to save many soldiers and even saw her operate on them with his own eyes.

So, Mo Junyi knew all about An Xue Tang's medical skills. When Feng Ming brought it up now, he became very interested.

I once saw a soldier who was stabbed in the abdomen. I could clearly see his intestines exposed, but the nurse still stitched up the wound on his stomach and stopped the bleeding. The soldier only had to lie down for two days before he could walk again.

I also saw one whose arm had been almost cut off. I don't know how she did it, but she used her strange needles and threads, just like sewing a garment, to sew the soldier's arm back on.

"And Mother has sewn up more than one soldier! Not long ago, during the battle, many soldiers who had their arms and legs chopped off were stitched back together by Mother, and they're almost recovered now."

"If you, Uncle, want to understand this, perhaps you should visit the field hospital. There are still soldiers there recovering from their injuries."

“By the way, the most amazing thing is that mother could actually stitch up head wounds. There was once a soldier who got hit in the head by an arrow, but he didn't die instantly. He was carried back to the field medic and you and I saw our mother pull the arrow out of his head with her own hands. He bled profusely, everyone thought he wouldn't survive with such a wound, but our mother saved him anyway.”

Feng Ming raised an eyebrow in disbelief, "A hole in your head, and your mother still saved you back!"

"Yes, I'm not exaggerating at all. If you don't believe me, go see the military doctor on the front lines yourself. Just two days ago, that man sent a message of thanks to my mother through someone. You can also ask Yun Yi; he knows everything about military affairs."

Mo Junyi said these words with a very proud expression, as if these things were done by him, his tone was full of confidence.

Feng Ming's thoughtful eyes stared at An Xue Tang on the bed, for the first time feeling curious about where she had come from.

Her medical skills were undoubtedly superior to his. The injuries that Mo Junyi had mentioned earlier, the ones that he would have struggled to treat even if he saved one, seemed effortless for her to handle.

Mo Junyi saw that his deep eyes were fixed on An Xuetang, and he frowned:

"Uncle, why are you looking at my mother like that I warn you, my mother will always be your sister-in-law. You're not allowed to have any ideas about her, or else... or else I'll fight you to the death."

Feng Ming chuckled lightly and gave him a withering glance. Her disdainful eyes swept over his entire body, "You Fight me to the death All you can do now is deliver yourself to me."

"..."

His words are mildly hurtful but deeply insulting!

Mò Jūn Yì instantly became unhappy, wanting to argue with him about something. Just then, Fèng Míng suddenly stood up, scaring Mò Jūn Yì back:

"Uncle, a gentleman speaks but does not act. You...you mustn't bully me, a child."

If he were not so young, he would not be afraid of him!

Looking at his lackluster appearance, Feng Ming let out a chuckle and reached out to tousle his hair. Unexpectedly, Mo Junyi flinched and darted aside, anxiously blurting out:

"You dare to hit me My mother won't let you get away with this. She protects me very fiercely."

Feng Ming burst into laughter, shaking his head and saying, "Boy, you have no ambition at all. Go on, take good care of your mother. I'm going out for a while."

"Uncle, where are you going!"

"On the front lines, I'd like to see for myself those people your mother saved. I want to know if they are truly as amazing as you say."

Talking about this, Mo Junyi let out two very confident hums, "Then you go and have a look, just see how excellent my mother truly is."

As for An Xuetang's medical skills, Mo Junyi was very confident. He was sure that no one else in the world could surpass his mother's skills.

Feng Ming then instructed him to guard An Xue Tang well before quickly leaving.

He couldn't wait to find out. If his A Tang could really survive having her belly cut open, then did that mean the gu worms inside her could also be taken out surgically!

Feng Ming rode away from the military camp on horseback. At that moment, a figure like a shadow appeared near the camp.

This person looked thoughtfully in the direction Phoenix Cry had left, then glanced at the military camp, before turning and quickly leaving.

None of the soldiers guarding the camp entrance noticed anything unusual.

At this moment, Bai Feng lay pale in bed, his eyes fixed upwards. No one knew what he was thinking, and everyone in the room dared not make a sound to disturb him.

And beside him, Bai Han was treating his wounds. The stab to the chest was inflicted by Bai Han herself. She had been careful with her strike, so while he bled profusely, his life wasn't in danger.

After tending to the injury on his chest, Bai Han also treated the hands and legs that had been crippled by Mo Yun Jing.

Bai Han is truly worthy of being the master alchemist of Bai Guang Palace. He not only excels in poisons and medicine, but his medical skills are also unparalleled in the world.

Although Bai Feng was disowned by Mo Yun Jing, he could recover to normal under Bai Han's medical skills.

After spending several hours, Bai Han finally completely treated Bai Feng's wounds. He stared at the dazed Bai Feng with a meaningful look.

"Is the Palace Master thinking of the King of Beijang and his queen"

Bai Feng regained his composure. He closed his eyes, concealing the complex emotions within. When he opened them again, he resumed his expressionless facade. "Yes, this palace was thinking about that interesting woman."

Bai Han raised an eyebrow, her inquisitive gaze fixed on Bai Feng's face. "That woman is indeed interesting, but Lord Palace Master, why did you deliberately allow the King of Beijiang to injure you like this"

"As the palace master, you've received the internal energy of the former master and several elders. There's no reason why you should be injured by the Northern Border King, unless you... intentionally let him win." her to remain unconscious.Now she can only fumble about, in this environment, there is no way for her to confirm if there is a hematoma at the back of her head.An Xuetang's hand groped for a moment,...