Chapter 188

"Miss! What's the matter with you? Hey... Hurry up! Hurry up!" Xing Yu urged the people next to him, brought hot silk handkerchiefs and satins and pressed them on Shen Anyan's face.

Shen Anyan is numb with pain.

"Take the bronze mirror..." Shen Anyan ordered, affecting the wound on her face.

"Miss... Are you sure you want to see it? Why not... Or don't..." Zhi book came forward to dissuade.

"Let me see. There's something wrong with the pain. I have to take medicine." Shen Anyan's eyes are dark. Shen Anyan is trapped in the house in such a heavy snowstorm. Everyone is trapped in the house. Where can I get a doctor.

"Yes! You have to use medicine. I'll go to the doctor!" Si Qin reacted and hurried out.

"You can't get out..." before Shen Anyan's voice fell, Si Qin had left the cabinet and ran outside the door. Shen Anyan heard the news. It was obvious that Siqin opened the door and was blown back.

"It... Seems that I can't get out..." Zhi Shu looked outside and said with worry.

"I'm afraid so." Xing Yu said, and then asked, "Miss, is there any medicine in the pavilion?"

Shen Anyan closes her eyes. Everyone looks at Shen Anyan and hopes she can recall something. Shen Anyan opened her eyes and looked around. Finally, she locked her target on the box of ointment on the table.

"Miss, do you want to wipe this?" Xingyu asked, walked to the table and picked up the box.

Shen Anyan was silent for a moment, then said: "there seems to be nothing in the pavilion that can cure the face, only this thing."

"Do you want to wipe this?" Xingyu asked.

Shen Anyan was silent, looked around, and finally had a little breakthrough in her mind. After receiving the things handed by Xingyu, the exquisite box, the light blue ointment in it, as usual, had no change. Shen Anyan came up and smelled it, as usual.

Shen Anyan pulled out the silver hairpin on her head and picked out some ointment with the silver hairpin. Everyone held their breath and looked at Shen Anyan's actions. After a long time, the silver hairpin began to change and the tip began to blacken. Shen Anyan picked only a small point, so the change was not great. However, the scorched black is still dazzling.

The people next to them were stunned. They didn't dare to look at the scene. They pushed aside for fear that this terrible thing would touch their face.

"Miss, please change your handkerchief." the handmaid next to her came forward with a basin of hot water, which was soaked with a silky and smooth handkerchief.

Shen Anyan took down the warm handkerchief on her face. The blood on the handkerchief made Shen Anyan see shocking, and there were some black blocks. I don't know what it was. It could be a blood clot or

"Zhi Shu, give me the bronze mirror." Shen Anyan's right face is not isolated by the hot silk. It hurts even more when it comes into contact with the colder air, just like tearing.

Zhi Shu hurried forward and took the bronze mirror to Shen Anyan. Shen Anyan raised her eyes, turned her face sideways, and wanted to see her right face. Before she finished, Shen Anyan was shocked. The black and red flesh and blood bloomed, like burns or explosions. She also hugged pus and blood. The meat turned outward one by one, and Shen Anyan's right face was corroded. Completely rotten.

Rotten face.

What a terrible disability it is for a woman. How much discrimination should be suffered.

Is it night autumn Ni?

How did she... Put the poison into the ointment?

Shen Anyan's mind flashed, and her thought seemed to flash. Something was connected in series.

This was a flash. Before Shen Anyan could think carefully, she was covered with a burst of pain.

Shen Anyan looked at her face and said, "you can't apply it anymore. The wound needs ventilation!"

Said to throw away Shen Anyan's handkerchief.

Shen Anyan's thoughts turned quickly, trying to find a way.

If it's not enough, it will hurt to the bone.

"Then this ointment?" Xing Yu took the ointment in Shen Anyan's hand and was careful not to touch it. Cover the box and ask Shen Anyan, "maidservant, throw it away? This ointment is too dangerous!"

Shen Anyan's painful face twisted, her eyebrows and nose twisted into a ball, and her expression was ferocious, as if she was suffering.

"No." Shen Anyan opened her lips slightly and spit out two words. Her voice was small but firm, with indifference and heartlessness, because at this time, in Shen Anyan's heart, she had made up her mind to let that person pay the same painful price.

No matter who you are, I won't let you go.

"Ah? What if you accidentally get it? It's also a poison!" Xing Yu said and advised Shen Anyan to throw it away.

"Keep it as evidence and I'll find this man." Shen Anyan said a complete sentence hard and gasped.

Xingyu nodded and took the box away.

Shen Anyan looked at the wound on her face and frowned. Close your eyes and remember what you know.

Poison, this is poison.

But I don't know what the poison is. If I know, I don't necessarily find the corresponding antidote.

Really, there are few chapters on managing women's appearance in medical books, especially this kind of unparalleled medical books, which only contain those so-called "useful" poisonous things. A woman's appearance should be managed by a great doctor.

However, Shen Anyan thinks that the copy that Qiao Jianyu copied from the government is not good. In the eyes of doctors who really return to life, all beings are equal. Therefore, Shen Anyan thinks that there must be a solution in the divine medicine Pharmacopoeia circulated in the Jianghu.

However, it is unknown whether Shen Anyan can even see the Pharmacopoeia of miraculous doctors in her life and even know its whereabouts. She wants to find a doctor who has studied the book and ask the doctor to help her treat it. That must be a myth.

Shen Anyan never believed in miracles, not because Shen Anyan had no hope, but because it was unrealistic to think about these things. Even if Shen Anyan can find the doctor now, when Shen Anyan sends someone to invite him, when the doctor comes from the heavy snow, his face will be festering and powerless to return to the sky. There is no good skin. Even Hua Tuo's reincarnation can't be cured. It's just that he can "change the skin". How many people in the world will "change their skin"?

Shen Anyan had nothing to do. A light appeared in her head. It was the only way she came up with and her only "life-saving straw", but it all depends on fate whether she can save this face.

Shen Anyan gets up. Xing Yu, Zhi Shu and Si Qin, who just tried many times but failed, all step back to make way for Shen Anyan.

"Bring a basin of hot water." Shen Anyan sat in front of the bronze mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, looked carefully for a few times, and decided to be a live horse doctor and have a try.

But if it fails, it is an abyss.

But it's already like this. Shen Anyan is not afraid to be more terrible. Sitting and waiting to die is not her style.

Xingyu called for a basin of hot water. Shen Anyan got up and looked at the hot water without talking.

"Miss, do you need anything else?" Zhishu asked when she saw that Shen Anyan didn't speak. Shen Anyan must want to deal with this rotten skin now. How can a pot of hot water be enough? Zhi's book industry is very nervous. She doesn't know whether Miss five can succeed, or whether it depends on it. There is no place to maneuver. However, Shen Anyan is smart and remains calm now. It is estimated that there is a way. Shen Anyan's intelligence is extremely excellent, so Zhishu subconsciously feels that Shen Anyan will have a way.

"Is there any hot water? It's burning." Shen Anyan asked.

"Also, there's a basin of hot water," replied Si Qin. "Do you want to bring it in now?"

Shen Anyan shook her head slightly, stopped it, and then said, "no, just burn it. Where is it? Take me there."

"Outside the pavilion," replied Si Qin.

Shen Anyan picked up a pair of scissors on the dresser. They were not usually used, because they were a reward for the hundred flowers given by the emperor. There were many pearls and jade inlaid on them. Because they were too valuable, they were not taken out for use, but placed on the dresser.

Shen Anyan holds scissors and Siqin helps to open the door. Shen Anyan walks to the outer Pavilion. A little maid is squatting on the ground to boil water. Her hand is close to the fire and is warming. Hearing the sound of pushing the door, she looks up and sees Shen Anyan and a group of maidservants who can stay in the cabinet.

"Miss." the little maid got up and asked Shen Anyan a gift. Then she looked at the ferocious wound on Shen Anyan's face, which was like rotten skin and meat of the dead. The black and charred meat inside was terrible and disgusting. This terrible wound has occupied less than half of Shen Anyan's face.

The maid was stunned. Shen Anyan ordered, "open the lid."

The maidservant didn't react and continued to be stunned. Zhi Shu "tut" and came forward to uncover the cover.

Shen Anyan didn't take care of the maid. Without saying a word, she came forward and threw the scissors in her hand into the boiling basin.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Xingyu asked strangely.

"Find a way to cure." Shen Anyan just looked at the water in front of her. "Gulu Gulu" was bubbling, rising from a small bubble at the bottom of the basin to a big one, and finally exploded. In the middle of the bubble, there is a luxurious and gorgeous scissors and extravagant and cumbersome patterns. At this time, they are not well placed, but are thrown into the basin and still eroded by the water.

After a long time, Shen Anyan saw that she was almost ready and ordered, "take down the basin."

The little maid who didn't respond before slowed down for so long and finally slowed down. As soon as Shen Anyan gave an order, she picked up the gloves and heat-insulating blocks next to her and took the water basin off the charcoal basin. When preparing to extinguish the charcoal basin, Shen Anyan stopped it.

"Take the right armor and take out the scissors," Shen Anyan said.

Si Qin didn't dare to delay for a moment. He immediately ran into the cabinet to get a pair of long armor. Close to the water basin, the hot water was steaming. The curling smoke spread in the outer Pavilion, and everyone around was dignified.

"Miss." Si Qin took out the scissors and handed them to Shen Anyan.

Shen Anyan directly took the handle of the scissors, which was a little hot, but Shen Anyan didn't say anything. She just looked at it and whispered, "it should be disinfected."

Shen Anyan roasts the scissors on the still burning charcoal basin. The scissors are hot and reflect the red light of the charcoal.

After a while, Shen Anyan took it down, looked at it, hesitated, and turned into the cabinet.

Everyone followed Shen Anyan back to the cabinet. Shen Anyan sat in front of the bronze mirror again and looked at the people in the mirror and scissors.

God, this time, I hope you can bless me to spend it safely. Since you kept me safe in the last life and let me live again, please help me again in this life. I don't want to be knocked down so easily! Shen Anyan thought silently, and the scissors in her hand tightened.

God, please!

Shen Anyan felt nervous, her heart beat faster, and her blood seemed to flow back. Because she was too nervous and her heart beat too much, she picked up and poured it into her heart. Shen Anyan stared at the bronze mirror with a little tears in her eyes. No one saw it. Shen Anyan blinked, controlled herself, then stabilized herself and was ready to start.

The scissors on her hand cooled for a while, but they were still warm and even hot. However, Shen Anyan neither knew nor cared about these.

Shen Anyan slowly raised the scissors and quickly scratched them on her face. First, she scratched a cross shaped wound on the painful decay on her face, and then pushed from top to bottom from the forehead and left face, where she could not touch the fester. When she saw the black blood falling into the basin of hot water in front of her, in the twinkling of an eye, there were black flowers one after another. Shen Anyan sneered, What "light ink marks of blossoming flowers", this dark black flower is not beautiful.

Shen Anyan was even more surprised when she saw the bleeding of the wound. It was not one by one, but drop by drop, like colloidal blood. It was obviously highly toxic.

At first, Shen Anyan didn't know whether it was useful or effective. Now, it's at least certain. Even if this move can't cure the injury on her face, it can at least save her life.

If these poisons are not stopped in time, they will continue to fester and die. It is unknown.

In short, Shen Anyan's bloodletting really saved her life. At least, she will not die.

Shen Anyan smiled, bitter smile or sneer. No one saw it. Shen Anyan didn't look at the bronze mirror. She didn't want to know how ferocious her expression was.

The people around were surprised. Shen Anyan didn't have to look. It was how surprised she should be. Because he cut his face in this way, there is a great possibility that he will leave separated knife edge scars. Then what about the ulceration on Shen Anyan's face in time?

Shen Anyan doesn't know, but she is really helpless. She holds the mentality and practice of "fighting poison with poison".

In a hurry, Shen Anyan cut two more knives. Although Shen Anyan has broken through her bussiness, she still doesn't dare to cut too deep. She just cut two more knives. As the blood flowing out of the wound gradually turned into a continuous stream from the beginning, the right face slowly regained consciousness, first like an ant bite, just like the original, and then into pain.

But fortunately, the blood finally changed from colloidal to black, and finally recovered its bright red color.

Shen Anyan looked at the basin in front of her. It was almost a basin of black and red blood, with black particles floating.

Shen Anyan got up, a burst of dizziness hit her, made her shake, and had to sit down again.

"Miss!" Qin's mother finally came from the nearby yard, ran through the heavy snow and rushed to Shen Anyan, but saw such a scene.

When Shen Anyan saw Qin's mother, she finally relaxed a little. With a random "touch", Shen Anyan fell to the ground from her seat.

Blizzard will still attack without notice.