He Tiantian still stayed at home and continued to be a pampered young lady.

Of course, He Tiantian will not really be free anymore. She seems to have been inspired or motivated by Yang Guo's incident.

She was like a child who had just gotten a toy, and this time her "toy" was not a real toy, but a strange medical technique for treating trauma.

At least in the eyes of Guo Jing and other ancients, He Tiantian used needle and thread to mend the wounds of the soldiers guarding the city, which was a weird behavior.

That's right, He Tiantian did not stay at home, but directly killed the city wall and the military camp.

She had people prepare catgut, sterilize it at high temperature, and sew the wounds of some wounded people without changing their expressions in front of Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Even though Guo Jing and Huang Rong were both heroes at that time, they had seen many lives and deaths, and had been bleeding and injured.

But watching a needle pierce through the bleeding flesh with blood streaks on the thread, the impact was quite severe.

Guo Jing was better, he was a grown man after all, he could barely bear to watch.

As for Huang Rong, she felt like her scalp was numb.

Huang Rong didn't want to witness such a bloody scene with her own eyes, but Huang Rong was worried that He Tiantian would get into trouble.

After all, no one has ever used needles and threads to sew up wounds.

No one can guarantee that it will work.

Besides, Huang Rong also has some thoughts.

If my daughter's suturing technique is useful to those wounded soldiers, it proves that there is indeed nothing wrong with the suturing technique.

This indirectly shows that Yang Guo's arm was indeed sewn up by his daughter.

In this way, Guo Jing will not be angry with his daughter again.

This disaster can be turned into a major incident and a minor one.

Enduring the intense discomfort, Huang Rong accompanied He Tiantian throughout the process to suture the wounded soldiers.

The ancient people had a strong tolerance and endured the pain of suturing without anesthesia.

Fortunately, He Tiantian was very skilled and quick in his movements, and was able to sew up all the wounds, large or small, in the shortest possible time.

When Huang Rong saw that He Tiantian had finished suturing, she carefully ordered people to take good care of the wounded.

Daily meals and medicines to replenish qi and blood were also provided to these wounded soldiers.

A few days passed by in a flash. While He Tiantian was busy making catgut and ordering people to make scalpels and other utensils, the wounds sutured by the wounded soldiers began to heal.

Fortunately, they had no infection or inflammation, and all of them survived.

There was a seriously wounded man with a half-foot-long wound on his stomach, and his intestines were almost exposed. He survived because of He Tiantian's treatment.

When the officials in Xiangyang City saw this, they couldn't help but marvel.

And those wounded soldiers who only had some external injuries improved in the shortest time and were able to return to the city wall vigorously and continue to be responsible for the defense.

After witnessing this with his own eyes, not only Guo Jing was surprised, but Huang Rong, who had always been well-informed and smart, also found it incredible.

Her Fu'er has always been spoiled, dull and overbearing. There are so many peerless martial arts at home, but she has not been able to learn them.

I originally thought that Fu'er would only be able to survive in troubled times by relying on the protection of her parents or younger siblings.

But, now it seems... Huang Rong finally showed a bright smile. Fu'er has such a magical medical skill, even a person can live a good life.

While Huang Rong was pleased, she also felt inexplicably proud: "How can it be possible that Brother Jing and I's daughter is mediocre?"

Convinced that her daughter had a future, Huang Rong became even more responsive to He Tiantian's requests.

"Wine? You need a lot of wine?" Huang Rong repeated her daughter's question, not that she thought it was absurd or impossible.

She was pondering, and her brain was running crazily, thinking about how to help her daughter get a lot of drinks when Xiangyang City was surrounded by Mongols.

Huang Rong didn't even ask He Tiantian why she wanted wine.

"Mom, the concentration of the current alcohol is too low and cannot reduce inflammation at all, so I want to improve the concentration of the alcohol."

Huang Rong didn't ask, but He Tiantian explained.

"Okay, Mom, let me help you find a way!"

Huang Rong deserves to be the leader of the best beggar gang in the world, she just has the confidence.

He Tiantian thought for a while and then said: "By the way, mother, I also want a bow!"

Living in troubled times, He Tiantian still has an enemy like Yang Guo, although he knows that nothing will happen to him.

But she still needs to have the necessary self-defense weapons.

He Tiantian originally wanted to learn the Dog Beating Stick Technique or the Nine Yin Manual. After all, Guo Fu had the conditions.

If that doesn't work, you can just learn Huang Laoxie's magic power of snapping his fingers and making music with the blue sea tide.

However, the power of the script emerged again.

He Tiantian sadly discovered that Guo Fu's body was very unsuitable for martial arts training, and her intelligence was really poor.

Even if I changed the core, it wouldn't work.

He Tiantian clearly felt that her spirit was being suppressed.

She just can't understand the internal skills and mental techniques or martial arts moves that are obviously relatively easy to understand.

My memory has also become very poor. I memorize it one day and forget it tomorrow.

He Tiantian felt that she had never been so dull and stupid.

She finally experienced the helplessness and despair of a bad student.

She learned it, she really tried hard to learn it, but she just couldn't remember it or get the hang of it.

Her brain had been locked up, and she struggled desperately, but all she got in return was needle-like pain.

He Tiantian: ...What a great script. In order to keep the plot from falling apart, you forced me to be smart.

If you fail to practice martial arts, you will have to find another way.

Fortunately, He Tiantian can also shoot arrows.

And her biological father in this novel world, Guo Jing, was once Zhebie's apprentice. He killed two birds with one stone and had outstanding archery skills.

If He Tiantian becomes a little magic archer, outsiders won't question it too much. It's because of his family background.
Chapter completed!