Cheng Sisi lowered her head and took a closer look at the scar left on her hand, her eyes full of understanding.
"Xixi, don't move.
When I gave birth to Xiaoxiao, I had a caesarean section.
My aunt taught me a folk remedy to remove scars.
I think it's quite effective.
Look."
As he said this, he lifted up his top, revealing a shallow line on his lower abdomen.
There is a mark.
If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that a knife has been used here.
Luo Xi quickly pulled down her hands that were holding the corners of her clothes, and looked around at the people in black around her, "Don't catch a cold, there are so many people here."
"It's okay.
I'm a mother and I don't care about this anymore."
Cheng Sisi's tone couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, but it just made people feel sad.
"Then how did you cure this?"
Luo Xi looked at the scar on his hand again, and really wanted to repair the scar.
After all, she still hopes to have a more perfect version of herself that is more worthy of such a perfect Jing Mohao.
Cheng Sisi thought about it for a moment, "Do you have a needle here?
It's an ordinary sewing needle.
The sewing needle my aunt gave me at that time."
"I need to use a needle."
Luo Xi frowned, a little frightened.
The scar on my hand was caused by needles.
At that time, needles were used for suturing, and now I need to use needles to treat it.
She was filled with fear when she thought of the needle that pierced the flesh and blood in the blink of an eye.
She didn't know if the needle had landed somewhere else in her body, would she be dead now?
But if it falls on Jing Mohao, the consequences will be something she is even more unwilling to bear.
"Xixi, let's use a fire to burn the needle red, and then prick the wound, just once, it'll be quick and it won't hurt."
Cheng Sisi spoke very neatly, her eyes searching everywhere, as if she was very eager to pass on her successful experience to Luo Xi.
Luo Xi looked at her very seriously, and she didn't look like she had any ulterior motives at all.
Besides, her scar was only seen by her just now.
Even if there was a conspiracy, there was no time to plan it.
Besides, she had to prepare the sewing needle herself, at least to ensure that all the means were within her control.
To put it bluntly, even if she wanted to harm herself, there should be no problem with so many men in black watching here.
"There are certainly no sewing needles here, but there are Jian Qing's surgical needles in the first aid kit.
I wonder if you know how to use them."
She has lived here with Jing Mohao for so long, and she has never seen a single needle or thread.
I've only seen injuries from gunfire For people like Jing Mohao, the materials of their clothes are all of the highest quality, and their hand-stretching skills are among the best.
It is basically impossible for their clothes to have holes or anything like that.
Even if they are possessed by an evil spirit or become too old one day, If there was a scratch on any nail, according to Jing Mohao's style, he would definitely throw the clothes into the trash can.
Even if he wears new clothes every day, he will never run out of clothes in his closet.
Therefore, there is no need for a sewing box in Jingrui Palace.
Cheng Sisi was not surprised, but instead felt lucky, "It would be better to have suture needles for surgery.
They are much safer than sewing needles.
Maybe using such accurate needles can achieve better repair results than mine." " "Really?"
Luo Xi's eyes lit up.
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If she could fully recover, that would be her dream.
"Then wait a moment and I'll get it for you."
"Okay, I'll wait for you in the kitchen."
You can easily light a fire on the kitchen stove, and more importantly, you can effectively avoid the surveillance of these men in black: