C5 Spacer Extraction?

Shan Yunong's heart was full of resentment. A dignified and talented student like her had been taken advantage of by a young master. In the future, it would be difficult for him to act so brazenly.

She rubbed her knees.

Only then did Young Master Su glance at her, the corner of his mouth raised, "You really don't remember me?"

Shan Yunong grumbled in annoyance, "My head got hit, I can't remember a lot of things."

"What did you do before? Don't you remember?"

Shan Yunong knew that the original owner was a painter. However, there was nothing about calligraphy or painting in his memory.

From the looks of it, Young Master Su was obviously testing the original owner.

The original owner couldn't have owed Young Master Su anything, right?

"Do I owe you any paintings or calligraphy?" Shan Yunong asked.

Young Master Su pursed his lips and looked at her blandly, "You, are not Shan Yunong, but you do look like her."

His hand suddenly dropped down and grabbed Shan Yunong's lower jaw, "Do you remember the name Su Tingchen?"

Oh yeah, Su Tingchen.

This Su Tingchen, having bought the original owner's calligraphy and paintings, took care of a lot of business.

Shan Yunong said, "I remember."

The strength in Su Tingchen's hands suddenly increased. His eyes became ice-cold, "You remembered?"

Shan Yunong panicked a little from the pain. "I remember some of it."

"Where's the painting?"

"Huh?" Shan Yunong looked confused.

Shan Yunong did not know calligraphy or painting, she was the one holding the scalpel.

Su Tingchen's brows turned cold and his face turned cold, "Shan Yunong, if one day I find out that you faked amnesia, you will definitely regret coming out of your mother's womb!"

Shan Yunong forced herself to keep a straight face. "It's not like I've never died before."

"You might as well try." Su Tingchen let her go, looking like he couldn't be bothered with her, "How did you steal the money?" This young master has never left this purse before. "

Shan Yunong actually didn't know either.

If he could really explain it, then it was probably an item retrieved from the other side.

But who would believe it?

Su Tingchen didn't continue asking and just reached out his hand to tell her to return the money.

Shan Yunong couldn't bear to return the silver back to him, "Big brother, seeing how pitiful and loyal I am, can you lend me some silver?"

Su Tingchen teased her happily, "Don't you have quite the ability to steal?"

Leaving the infirmary, Shan Yunong felt a pang in her heart.

He stole some silver ingots and found himself an ancestor. Now that she had no money, how would she live her life? Where are we going to steal another one?

At this time, Divine Doctor Yu came out from behind and called a girl.

"It's not easy for you alone. Take this medicine and silver first."

Shan Yunong was stunned, but she still accepted it. After all, she didn't want to die yet.

"Divine Doctor Yu, you really are a good person!" Shan Yunong nodded gratefully.

Divine Doctor Yu waved his hand and said, "The Young Noble said he will return it."

Shan Yunong: "…"

That stingy Su Tingchen.

Shan Yunong was very tired as she hobbled back.

He bought himself some clothes along the way, as well as a sharp dagger, silver needles, white wine, gauze, and a woolen roller before returning to the inn.

The wound had to be dealt with.

Using white wine to disinfect the body, and then inserting the chenille roller into the container of white wine to make a simple alcohol lamp to leave disinfection.

Once everything was ready, he placed the dagger and the silver needle on the fire to disinfect them before cutting open the pustules on their legs.

Ambitious, she covered her mouth with a piece of cloth, afraid of biting her tongue in pain.

In the end, he tried several times on his legs, but he couldn't do anything.

She was afraid of pain.

Sighing, he dropped the knife on the bed.

He thought that if he was in a hospital pharmacy, he would get a big handful of the drugs from the shelves by his side.

A few pustules could be easily dealt with with by injecting an anesthetic.

Then, suddenly, in her hand, there was the anesthetic syringe.

She was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes and confirmed again and again that what he was holding in his hand was really the needle of the anesthetic.

Heavens, was she really dreaming?

She thought again of the painkillers and anti-inflammatory pills on the shelves of the pharmacy, the IV drops and the glucose.

This time, it was like a flower falling from the sky. There was a drop of glucose needle and an anti-inflammatory drug from the pain-relieving pill, which scattered all over the bed like a magic trick.

She rubbed her eyes again. There was no mistake, it was all the things she had been thinking about. Not a single one was missing.

What did she do?

Shan Yunong looked at it again and again before confirming that the bottle on the bed was a IV drip and medicine. It was also labeled with a medical label, so there was no mistake.

Her heart blossomed with joy.

In this way, using a knife to cut the wound wouldn't hurt so much that it would tear one's heart out.

Shan Yunong quickly used the anesthetic, then used the medical equipment in her hands to deal with the wounds one by one. She closed the wound and wrapped it in gauze. The effect of the anesthetic was still not over yet.

The bed was covered with blood.

Shan Yunong was so tired that she collapsed onto the bed.

Only then would he have the mood to ponder over everything that had happened to him since his teleportation.

This teleportation seemed to have cost him his life.

Could it be that he brought along the ability to retrieve items through the air?

Thinking of this, she stretched out her hand towards the teacup on the table in the distance — the teacup did not move at all.

No.

She thought again that she wanted to eat modern cake from the bakery.

No.

But the drugs she knew well in the pharmacy, one for each. It seemed that she had to know what was there before she could bring it over. She also had to take it through the things in an invisible state.

For example, the silver in the purse could only be obtained through the purse, but one still had to know that it was silver.

Shan Yunong laughed out loud, thinking that it was too good, with the ability to retrieve things through the air, opening a clinic would definitely be able to earn money to support her, so she wouldn't have to go to Shan Family to worry about it.

After a moment of happiness, he fell into a deep slumber.

At this time, in the pharmacy of the provincial hospital, the nurse lit up the medicine on the shelf and said, "How strange, why are there so few pills, am I wrong?"