The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 69 What happened? Did you get pricked by a needle?
puff...

Before Zhou Qing could react, blood started to ooze out of his index finger.

There is even a sound!
When Zhou Qing thought of the introduction just now, she screamed.

"Help me—"

Then he ran out in a hurry. After all, half of his body was bleeding, and he didn't know if he could hold on.

If I faint at home, no one will know.

But just as he ran outside, he remembered something and quickly pressed it with his hands, but the blood still splattered out.

The wound is just that small and won't get bigger.

It seems that the speed of bleeding is also related to the wound caused by the broken sword. Of course, the result is still the same.

But one is chronic and the other is the kind that causes heavy bleeding.

"Spiritual power can't suppress bleeding. It's actually true. This is too abnormal!"

After confirming that the bleeding could not be stopped, Zhou Qing became even more panicked.

Quickly ran towards the third senior brother.

"Third brother, third brother, please open the door. I know you are inside. Open the door quickly!" Zhou Qing slammed the door hard.

Soon, the sound of someone falling was heard in the yard, and then Yan Xiaohu was seen staggering open the door.

Yan Xiaohu, with dark circles under his eyes, looked at Zhou Qing with a helpless expression.

"Fourth Brother, what are you doing so early in the morning? After the attack yesterday, I was terrified until late at night and just fell asleep. Yes, I admit that I knocked on your door several times this morning, but you don't have to be so polite. You're not that stingy..."

Zhou Qing grabbed Yan Xiaohu and said with pale lips, "Brother, help me."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yan Xiaohu suddenly came to his senses, pulled Zhou Qing behind him, drew out the big knife in his hand, and looked outside with full vigilance.

"They showed up again so soon? They chased me all the way here. They really look down on me, the Blade Master Yan Xiaohu. Come out! I've seen you. How can you be a hero if you sneak around? I'm your Grandpa Tiger. Come over and fight him if you dare—"

Yan Xiaohu shouted loudly.

"Fourth Brother, I've already scared him off. Hurry up and send a message to Master..."

"Brother, no one is chasing me. No, someone is chasing me, but he has already run away. Look!"

Zhou Qing anxiously interrupted Yan Xiaohu, then quickly extended his index finger to show him.

Upon hearing that the other party had run away, Yan Xiaohu's nervous heart finally relaxed. Then, he looked at Zhou Qing's finger that was stretched out in front of him and was bleeding, and blinked.

"What's wrong? Did you get pricked by a needle?" Yan Xiaohu asked.

Zhou Qing shook his head repeatedly and said anxiously, "No, I can't stop the bleeding. There's nothing you can do about it. What I mean is, if I faint or something unexpected happens later, please stay by my side and help take care of me."

Hearing Zhou Qing's words, Yan Xiaohu burst into laughter.

Then he stretched his neck to take a closer look, and accidentally splashed blood on his face. He quickly stepped back and wiped it off.

"This is really a knife stabbing the butt - I'm so enlightened, Lao Si, when did you become so pretentious? It's just a small wound, so it's over!"

After Yan Xiaohu finished speaking, he immediately took out a bandage from his storage bag and wrapped it around Zhou Qing, but soon, blood seeped out along the bandage.

"Huh?" Yan Xiaohu was stunned and tried to wrap himself up quickly, but was dyed red in an instant.

"I just don't believe it!" Yan Xiaohu increased the speed of wrapping again, competing with the speed of bleeding.

Seeing that one of his fingers was tangled into the size of a hornet's nest, Yan Xiaohu was so tired that he was gasping for breath, and Zhou Qing hurriedly stopped him.

His heartbeat is now accelerating, he is covered in cold sweats, and he has begun to show symptoms of severe anemia.

"Third Brother, please stop wasting time and just take care of me later."

After Zhou Qing finished speaking with a pale face, he went straight into the house and lay down on the bed dizzy.

Looking at Yan Xiaohu who followed in with a confused look on his face, Zhou Qing said weakly: "Third brother, although your house is rather dirty and messy, it is never good to have blood on it. Bring me a basin to catch it." Zhou Qing took off the bandage on his hand and said.

Yan Xiaohu stepped forward and looked at his finger that was still bleeding. He frowned and immediately took out two hemostatic pills.

"Swallow it, I won't believe it!"

Zhou Qing shook his head, his lips turning pale as he said, "Third Brother, it's useless. You'd better help me get some blood-replenishing stuff as soon as possible."

"Stop talking nonsense and eat it quickly. It's not a good idea to keep leaking like this!"

Yan Xiaohu pried open Zhou Qing's mouth and forced two pills into his mouth.

"Don't worry, this hemostatic pill of mine is really good stuff. It will take at most five breaths, no, three breaths, for it to work. Just wait and see. But you'll have to pay for it afterwards. After all, I paid for it myself, but I can give you a 50% discount!"

Yan Xiaohu rubbed his hands embarrassedly.

An hour later!

Yan Xiaohu moved a stool and sat on it. He looked at his finger which was still bleeding and was in a daze for a long time.

Especially the copper basin below, it was almost full.

"No... such a small wound... how could it be... strange, Lao Si, Lao Si, can you still hear me?"

Yan Xiaohu shook Zhou Qing gently.

But now Zhou Qing's face was pale, his breath was weak, and he was already in a semi-conscious state.

"No, find Master. If this continues, Old Four will bleed to death!"

At this moment, Yan Xiaohu finally became scared and quickly sent a message to Mo Xingjian.

"Don't worry, Lao Si, the master will be here soon, just hold on a little longer!" Yan Xiaohu comforted him quickly.

He even cursed the ancestors of the attacker, asking what he had used to prick him and why he couldn't stop it.

But as time went by, Mo Xingjian never came.

He took out his identity token again and looked at the message he had sent to Mo Xingjian: [Master, Lao Si's hand was pierced and bleeding. Please come quickly.]

There's nothing wrong. Master, are you busy or didn't see it?
Then, he gritted his teeth, changed the pot, activated the courtyard barrier, and rushed straight to Mo Xingjian's residence.

Not long after, Yan Xiaohu came quickly carrying the still struggling Mo Xingjian on his back.

"Third brother, I'm telling you, your master is really busy. Can you two spare me some time every day?"

"I'm telling you quietly, the Sect Master has already sent someone to secretly protect you two, and we haven't received any information yet. In other words, no one is attacking you at all."

"Put me down first. I've been making too much noise every day. It's just a puncture wound on my hand. How big of a deal can it be? Just stop the bleeding."

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When Mo Xingjian saw Zhou Qing lying on the bed, he was stunned.

At this moment, Zhou Qing's face was as pale as paper, bloodless, his eyes were tightly closed, but his eyeballs under his eyelids were trembling slightly, as if he was in great pain.

His body was completely motionless, only the slight rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still alive.

A finger was still sticking out and bleeding, with a copper basin placed underneath.

No, there is another one next to it, and it is almost full. The whole room is filled with the smell of stinky feet and a strong smell of blood.

"No, why don't you stop the bleeding!"

Mo Xingjian screamed and hurried to stop the bleeding.

Yan Xiaohu opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain for a moment.

Not long after, the master and the disciple sat quietly in front of the bed, looking at the finger that was still bleeding, and they were both silent.

(End of this chapter)