Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 163: Lightning at my fingertips is under my control, I can expect a miracle doctor! (Please subscribe!)
During this period, Lao Guo was in a very good mood.

Looking at the teahouse full of listeners, who were eagerly waiting to hear his stories, he felt a special sense of accomplishment.

The bloodthirsty storyteller is not afraid of death, this is what he wants.

As long as I have this sense of accomplishment, it doesn’t matter even if I break my leg!

To be honest, he hasn't broken his leg in a long time.

Lao Guo guessed that the people who broke his legs repeatedly before were probably the same group of people, or the same person.

Everyone guessed that he was jealous of his colleagues. After all, not everyone could tell bloodthirsty stories, and not everyone could become famous in Wangchun City for telling stories about Old Demon Duan.

All of Duan Lao Mo's popularity turned into his rewards.

Lao Guo guessed that they should be the fans of Duan Lao Mo.

Nowadays, when people talk about Duan Lao Mo, many of them will think of him as a storyteller.

His experience of breaking his legs several times, far from being a pain, has become his symbol and his pride.

Why was it that he was the only one who had his legs broken so many times, while other colleagues were not?

I can only say that he said it well!

Some of his colleagues even seriously suspected that he was using a self-torture tactic, deliberately breaking someone's legs to gain fame.

These days, Yushi Town is bustling with people coming and going.

Like the owner of the teahouse, storyteller Lao Guo also had foresight, otherwise he would not have left the already bustling Xiaochun Town and come to Yushi Town, which is closer to the cemetery, to start a new life.

There was no other way. Thinking about being so close to the grave where Old Demon Duan became famous, he was very excited and his inspiration for writing a book was surged.

He is undoubtedly happy telling stories here.

This is also one of the reasons why he chose this place.

The recent substantial increase in rewards has proven that his choice was absolutely correct.

Lao Guo’s career has reached its peak. It is inevitable that people will become arrogant when they are at the peak of their career, and Lao Guo is no exception.

For example, he has been lamenting recently that no one has broken his legs for a while, and he is a little uncomfortable with it.

Although he couldn't walk very well, he no longer needed a cane.

Maybe the supporter of that old demon Duan is already dead. It's easy for people to die in the underworld, especially those who are the supporters of old demon Duan.

Otherwise, why didn't that person come and break his legs when he talked about the old devil so passionately and to such an extent?

During the lunch break, Lao Guo went to urinate as usual.

He was going to have a good cup of tea before going out.

Making guests wait patiently and anxiously is also one of the pleasures of storytelling.

Without these pleasures, who would still tell stories?

Just when Lao Guo went to the toilet and wanted to slowly drink some tea and enjoy the pleasure, he suddenly felt a familiar blackness in front of his eyes.

A sack loomed over him.

He was instinctively frightened, but then calmed down.

After all, I have had many experiences!

Thinking about his leg that was about to be broken, Lao Guo was actually a little excited for a moment.

came back!
The old devil follower is back!
I will have one more glory!
But this time, Lao Guo waited for a long time but his leg was not broken.

There was a loud bang and his head was hit in the sack, and everything went black.

"Could it be a rape?"

This was Lao Guo’s last thought before he fell into a coma.

In the dark cellar, Lao Guo was still lying there unconscious.

As a compassionate doctor, Duan Yun looked at him quietly, as if he was looking at a seriously ill patient who desperately needed cure.

When he brought people in, he accidentally stepped on Lao Guo's mouth with his shoes that were covered with donkey dung. It was really an accident and was definitely not a personal grudge.

As a young hero, he never bears grudges, and as a doctor, he treats everyone equally.

Since this was the only patient in the cellar at the moment, he naturally had to do his best.

Under the gaze of the Murong brothers, with a swish, without any hesitation, Duan Yun shot out the jade sword from his right hand, and the sword energy pierced through Lao Guo's thigh.

Lao Guo was originally in a coma, but he started to tremble in pain.

But the next moment, his expression relaxed and he didn't even wake up.

The electric light jumping from Duan Yun's fingertips had already injected into his wounds and between his eyebrows.

Electricity entering the center of the eyebrows can relieve pain, which he has verified on the Murong brothers.

Brother Murong said that the brain was numb due to electricity, and the numbness means pain relief, there is no problem.

The electric light was like a thread, stitching up the bloody hole, and the stitches had the smell of burnt flesh.

This experience reminded Duan Yun of his welding training in his previous life.

In fact, the principles are similar. Electric welding is used to weld metal objects together, while his "fingertip lightning" is used to weld human wounds.

This blood hole was deeper and more serious than the wound caused by the knife on the Murong brothers, but the bleeding stopped very quickly, in a flash.

Afterwards, the electric light on Duan Yun's fingertips continued to jump without stopping.

Without any hesitation, Duan Yun stabbed him in the belly again.

Lao Guo was a little fat, and when his belly split open, the electric light had already penetrated and "welded" his flesh, blood and fat together.

As new wounds continued to appear on Lao Guo's body and were constantly healed by lightning, Duan Yun's fingertips became more and more handy. At this time, he wiped his hair with his left hand, and the hair on his forehead fluttered very smoothly and floated back, forming a new hairstyle that looked very energetic.

Feng Ling'er and the other two onlookers didn't dare to say a word.

They had never seen anyone practice medicine in this way.

In this gloomy cellar, there is no scene of doctor and patient in sight.

Feng Ling'er stammered, "It looks like an autopsy."

But they had to admit that Duan Yun's move was really amazing.

Even if you go to a famous doctor, I'm afraid he won't be able to stop the bleeding and heal the wound so quickly.

There were at least eighteen wounds on Lao Guo's legs. Some of the wounds were connected together, forming a "正" shape, but Lao Guo didn't bleed a single drop.

Suddenly, Duan Yun raised his finger and pierced a bloody hole in his shoulder. Almost at the same time, the sword finger that had just pierced out emitted electric light and healed the wound.

Feng Ling'er asked nervously, "Why is he messing with himself?"

Seeing this, Shen Ying said, "You didn't care about the thirty-eight wounds on Lao Guo's body, so why are you so nervous when he poked himself?"

Brother Murong couldn't help but ask, "You are already so skilled, what are you still practicing?"

"I'm practicing to connect the tendons and blood vessels. If a person is injured, the blood vessels and tendons are the most important to connect. I understand my own body better." Duan Yun stated.

Hearing these words, everyone felt terrified.

Feng Ling'er asked with concern: "Are you sure? If you are not sure, let Lao Guo try first."

Old Guo is now feeling groggy and always feels like he is in a dream. In his dream, his house is leaking for a while and then it doesn’t leak for a while, which gives him a very horrible feeling.

"I found that if the electric light rotates, it can not only connect the flesh and blood, but also stimulate their activity and make them stronger. Don't worry, my tendons and blood vessels are not vulnerable."

"Alas, I just can't give myself anesthesia. It hurts a bit." Duan Yun couldn't help but say.

"Is there any way to relieve the pain?" Shen Ying asked with concern.

"Have."

"what way?"

"Please help me take the book out from my lapel first." Duan Yun said.

Shen Ying quickly touched his chest and pulled out a book called "The Secret Cellar of the Old Devil and the Female Detective".

"Turn to page twenty-three." Duan Yun said.

Shen Ying's face turned green, and she said in surprise: "It must be this one."

"It's this one." Duan Yun said.

Shen Ying took a glance and found that this page was about the experience of Duan Lao Mo treating the injuries of the goddess catcher in the cellar. The exposed shoulders and the purple translucent bellyband were as outrageous as it could be.

Duan Yun’s pain was indeed relieved immediately and he found the feeling again.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Turn it, turn it!"

Duan Yun looked at the page and said seriously.

Zizizi!
The lightning continued to flow out from the wound on his shoulder, and it actually formed a clear and regular arc.

In the eyes of Shen Ying and the others, they looked like tiny rainbow bridges.

He can really control such tiny electric light tracks.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Use force!" Duan Yun continued to look at the pages of the book.

For a moment, Shen Ying and the others didn't know whether he wanted the old demon in the book to use force on the female catcher, or whether he wanted Dian Guang to use force.

Suddenly, the tiny electric lights became more dense and all went into the wound.

After two breaths, Duan Yun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's done! I've mastered it! The rotating electric light is indeed magical."

"Are the blood vessels and tendons connected?" asked the Murong brothers.

"It's connected, it fits perfectly, and I even feel stronger." Duan Yun replied while moving his shoulders.

"Doesn't that mean you can easily reconnect broken limbs?" the Murong brothers asked in surprise.

“Of course, although we cannot regenerate severed limbs for the time being, it is still no problem to reconnect them and use them immediately after they are broken.” Duan Yun said seriously.

"When a broken limb regenerates, why don't you fly?"

The Murong brothers originally wanted to mock Duan Yun for his wild ideas, but now isn't it outrageous to use this electric light to connect tendons and blood vessels?
Old Demon Duan talked about how severed limbs can be regenerated. Maybe one day he will really succeed in doing it with a loud roar?

Who can tell for sure about the old devil?

At this time, Duan Yun looked at his wound, and his fingertips flashed with lightning and wiped the wound.

The marks on the skin that were burned by the electric light disappeared in an instant, becoming smooth and clean.

The Murong brothers were shocked again and asked, "Can you really remove scars?"

Duan Yun nodded and said, "As long as the control is detailed enough, there will be no problem in removing scars and marks and beautifying the face."

At this time, Brother Murong's tone softened and he said, "Brother, you said you would help me clean it up."

Feng Ling'er's tone suddenly became gentle, and she said, "Brother Duan, can you remove the mole?"

"I have a mole on my waist, could you please remove it for me?"

Shen Ying also joined in and said, "There is a patch of uneven skin color on my arm."

Lying on the ground, Old Guo, whose legs were covered with “正”-shaped scars, had a frown on his face and was half-awake. No one cared about him.

If he woke up and saw the scars all over his legs and heard several people in front of him discussing scar removal, mole removal, and even skin tone, he would definitely think that this was a weird dream full of insanity.

(End of this chapter)