Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

　　 Senior Brother Wei shuddered when he heard the words, and turned around trembling, lowering his head and daring not to look at each other.

　　 "Strong...strong man." Because of fear, his voice stammered:

　　 "This Xiongtai's abdomen was pierced by an arrow, hurting...injured the internal organs, ordinary medicine is fundamental..."

"Snapped!"

　　 Before he could finish his words, he was slammed on his cheek, and he fell to the ground heavily.

　　 It was only a moment, his profile puffed up, his speech was bloody, and his voice was indistinguishable.

　　 "Fuck you!"

　　 Although the man was dressed in a Confucian shirt, he was irritated but without elegance at all. He kicked it hard:

　　 "In other words, you can't cure it?"

　　 "Waste!"

　　 "Don't!" Brother Wei put his hands in front of him. Although he stopped the kicking motion, he couldn't bear the power.

　　 Then the whole person rolled backwards, knocking down the table, and I don't know how many injuries were on the body.

　　 "The strong man, please take your life!" Seeing the man in the Confucian shirt jumped over again, Senior Brother Wei hurriedly yelled:

　　 "Although I can't cure it, I know who can cure it!"

　　 "Who can cure it?" The man in Rushan glared his eyes, grabbed his hair with his big hand, and lifted him up:

"Say it!"

　　 "My master!" Senior Brother Wei said with blood in his mouth and his speech was unclear:

　　 "His injury is very serious. Only my master and master can treat the entire county."

　　 "You let me go, I will take you to the city..."

"Snapped!"

　　 Before he finished his words, he slapped and slapped again, and the other half of his face also bulged.

　　 The man in the Confucian shirt looked sullen and said:

　　 "If we can get into the city, do we still need to turn around and let you come here?"

"and…"

　　 He bit his teeth and showed his murderous intent: "I really don't know anything? My brother can't stand the bumps at all now!"

　　 As people who are on the verge of life and death all year round, how can they lack the common sense of first aid?

　　 "Strong man!" Brother Wei was full of horror in his eyes, and said in a vague voice:

　　 "You can't enter the city, but you can let my master come over, and I will go back and ask him to come for treatment."

　　 said, grabbing the other's sleeves with both hands, and said anxiously: "If you let me go, I will definitely bring my master!"

　　 "Just like you?" The Rushan man sneered disdainfully:

　　 "I also brought your master here, I'm afraid that I would be thankful if I didn't bring us the yamen officials!"

　　 "Big Brother." The big man holding a cooked copper stick at the door widened his eyes and said:

"What should we do now?"

　　 "What should I do?" The man in Rushan gritted his teeth:

　　 "Go, kill two people from the Sun's house, and tell the grandfather Sun that I will see this guy's master within two hours."

　　 "If you want to bring back a waste like this time..."

"Humph!"

　　 He snorted angrily, and slammed down with one hand, and he knocked Senior Brother Wei to the ground again.

　　The strength is so great that only after hearing a ‘click’, the leg bones have broken directly.

"what!"

　　 Senior Brother Wei screamed loudly, sweating on his forehead, and his body trembled crazily while holding his right leg with both hands.

　　 "Big Brother." One person in the field was dressed in black, with a thin body and playing with a sharp dagger.

　　 He swept across the field coldly, his scarlet tongue licked his dagger, yin**:

　　 "In other words, these two people are useless?"

　　 "Lao San, now is not the time to have fun." The man in Rushan frowned and said:

　　 "Kill directly, give them a good time!"

　　 "It's boring." The old third pouted his lips, but seeing the man in Rushan with a cold face, he had to step forward:

　　 "If you are lucky, the boss is not interested in having fun, this time I will give you a good time."

　　 "No...no..." Senior Brother Wei trembled, his eyes were full of horror, and he shook his head frantically:

　　 "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"I have money!"

　　 "I will see a doctor!"

　　 "I can't die!"

　　 "I will do whatever you ask me to do, please, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

　　 He knelt down and pleaded bitterly, his face was even more snotty, but in exchange for the other party's sneer.

　　 "We asked you to save people, but unfortunately you can't!" The youngest shook his head slightly, shaking his fingers, and the dagger jumped back and forth between his palms.

　　 He leaned forward and said in a low voice: "In the next life you have a better memory, and you must learn medicine well, otherwise you won't die!"

　　 Talking, patted Senior Brother Wei on the head and looked at Mo Qiu with a smile.

　　 He seems to like to look at other people's horrified expressions, but he is not in a hurry to kill people.

　　 At least, you can kill another one first.

　　 And at this moment, Mo Qiu, when he encountered this situation for the first time, was pale and trembling, and could not speak at all.

　　 Seeing the cruel face of the third child stepping forward, he stiffened, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and tremblingly raised his right hand.

"I…"

　　 "What are you?" The third child stretched out his hand and swiped, not to feel the coldness of his wrist, and the short sleeves were already floating gently.

　　 The chill of the dagger made him feel goose bumps instantly.

　　 A cold feeling suddenly surged from the tail vertebra, rushing to the back of his head, and Mo Qiu's voice was raised.

　　 "I can cure it!"

　　 "What?" The old third was taken aback.

　　 "What did you say?" The man in Rushan also changed his eyes, looking sideways, his voice was full of suspiciousness:

　　 "You said my brother's injury, can you cure it?"

　　 "Boss, this is simply impossible." The youngest man came back to his senses and shook his head freely:

　　 "This little guy looks like an apprentice in the pharmacy. What can he do for injuries that the master can't heal?"

"Am I right?"

　　 The last sentence was spoken to Brother Wei on the ground.

　　 Senior Brother Wei opened his mouth. He hoped it was true, but he knew it was impossible.

　　 "Look." The old third shrugged:

　　 "This little guy just doesn't want to die, and bluffs people, but I don't know that I hate this kind of not keeping the door!"

　　 said, I'm going to move forward.

　　 "I can really cure it!" Don't ask for a tremor, and hurriedly said:

　　 "He hurt his internal organs and bleeds too much. Now it is too late to go to the city to find a doctor."

　　 "Leave it to me, he... he may still be saved."

　　 "To call someone is a dead end!"

　　 "Huh?" The man in Rushan's complexion darkened, but his eyes flickered, as if hesitated.

　　 "Boss." The third child was stunned:

　　 "You won't believe him, would you? This guy is so old, the second brother's injury can only be cured by a doctor who is proficient in trauma."

　　 "I am!" opened his mouth, Moqiu's nervousness was also slightly eased, and hurriedly said:

　　 "I don't understand anything else, but I am very good at treating bleeding and arrow injuries."

　　 "You believe me, I can really cure it!"

　　 "Smelly boy!" The third child frowned and moved closer:

　　 "To make fun of this and other things, I think you are living impatiently?"

　　 "Old third." The man in Rushan suddenly stretched out his hand and said:

　　 "Let him try!"

　　 "Big Brother!" The old third was taken aback, and everyone else in the field was surprised. Obviously no one believed what Moqiu said.

　　 Even Senior Brother Wei has a look of despair.

　　 "The second child's injury can't afford it." The man in Rushan looked serious, and shook his head slightly under everyone's gaze:

　　 "Like what he said just now, it's too late to call people, only...Fight!"

　　 "But..." Someone questioned.

　　 "Boy." The man in the Confucian shirt waved his hand, interrupting his companion's conversation, and looked directly at Moqiu with cold eyes:

　　 "Cure my brother's injury, everything is easy to say, but if you lie..."

　　 At this point, he gritted his teeth and his face was grim: "I will make you regret coming to this world!"

　　 "No, it won't." Don't ask for a picky mentality, but on the face forcibly calm, he took off the medicine box on his shoulders with both hands disobedient.

　　 immediately settled down, and then went to the bed.

　　While Brother Wei inspected his injuries, he followed him, and he knew the other party's injuries in his heart.

　　 immediately checked again, and secretly said in his heart:

　　 "Looking at this person's injury, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com was pierced by a bow and arrow, but for some reason, he continued to exert force without first controlling the injury, causing the wound to become larger, losing too much blood and eventually falling into a coma."

　　 "Stop bleeding first!"

　　 "Their hemostasis is so bad that they will kill people when they draw an arrow."

　　 "Then stop the injury, restore the circulation of qi and blood, and slowly draw out the bow and arrow without enlarging the wound."

　　 "Finally stimulate the vitality of the body with drugs..."

　　 As he muttered in his heart, his hands were already busy.

　　 Several months of assisted hands-on experience, so that he no longer has any discomfort in the face of blood.

　　 After a short while, all kinds of methods have been used together, and the techniques and movements have become more and more skillful. It is not like an apprentice who is treating someone for the first time.

　　 Zhixue San, pressing at six designated points, cutting arrow feathers, melting pills...

　　 "Help me heat up this ointment!"

　　 "These powders are mixed with warm water, and the patient can't speak when they are taken afterwards? Use hollow grass stems to send them into the stomach little by little."

　　 After an explanation, it was methodical, and the fear in my heart disappeared without knowing when.

　　 Such a change in him made several people in the field look at each other with suspicious eyes.

　　 As time passed, until the two blood-stained arrows were slowly pulled out, their expressions had begun to become a little excited.

　　 The man in the Confucian shirt clenched his fists, his blue veins and bulging drums.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 is success or failure, just look at the last step, don't ask for a deep breath, wipe the sweat from your face, and slowly stretch out your hand.

　　 Invigorating blood and shocking the body and finger pressing technique!

　　 Press the acupuncture points on the top of the head with one hand and press back and forth on the heart with the other hand, the force becomes more and more urgent with time.

finally.

"Um!"

　　 The patient on the bed snorted and exhaled a long breath.