World Traveler

"What's this called... what kind of insect is dead but still alive?"

"Even a centipede is still alive even after death, ah!"

Just as the Feitian Sect disciple was about to respond, Yanan picked up a dagger and slashed at him, causing him to almost jump up in pain.

However, two pairs of ruthless iron hands from the Iron Fist Sect pinned him down, leaving him unable to do anything but yell on the bed.

There is no other way. Most of the disciples who returned this time suffered external injuries caused by swords, knives or hidden weapons. Some of them have even started to fester. They are only able to hold on by relying on their internal strength. Otherwise, they would have died countless times.

Then Yanan could only use a knife to cut the flesh for him, then sew it up with needle and thread, apply some hemostatic medicine, some tissue regeneration and anti-inflammatory medicine, and simply bandage it before taking it away and replacing it with the next person.

Oh, by the way, why not use anesthesia?

The main thing is that there aren't that many anesthetics in the Kongtong Sect's pharmacy. It's first come, first served, and those who come later can only grit their teeth.

"Thank you, huh, huh, thank you, Junior Brother Ji."

You see, they have to thank us.

After treating his wound, the two brothers from the Iron Fist Sect carried him aside, preparing to bring up the next seriously injured patient.

Yanan also took this opportunity to stretch his body and restore his spirit.

After all, Yanan is not made of iron. Who can withstand such high-intensity surgery for two consecutive hours?

At this time, a cup of warm tea was placed on the table in front of Yanan, and a gentle force was applied to his temples, which quickly restored Yanan's tired spirit.

"Brother, how about taking a break?"

"Ah."

Seeing Yanan closing his eyes to rest, the wounded soldiers quickly shut up and even pretended not to see the scene of Xiahou Lan giving Yanan a massage.

Although the sect rules did not stipulate that female disciples could not get close to male disciples, there was a sect rule that stipulated...

After a new leader is chosen, the four main leaders' female disciples will marry him to maintain the balance among the four major sects.

Therefore, these direct female disciples are close to other male disciples before the new leader is selected.

In principle, it's not allowed, but...

Who among those present didn’t hope for the Little Medical Immortal’s help?

If you offend him, then when the surgery comes, you won't lose a kidney, but the pain will definitely be a little longer.

Moreover, I don’t know why Junior Brother Ji is so resistant to the title of Little Medical Fairy. His face turned black after hearing this title.

What a nice name this is, Medical Immortal, Medical Immortal, isn’t it good to have medical skills as good as an immortal?

This title came from Feitianmen, which means that even those people who say they are cultivating immortals every day have recognized Junior Brother Ji's medical skills.

It was probably about five or six minutes. After Yanan had rested for a while, he took a sip of the tea on the table and asked his senior brother to bring the patient up.

"Lan'er, go back and get some rest. I won't be surprised if I'm busy until tomorrow morning."

"I'm not sleepy yet, and I'm not going to rest yet."

Xiahou Lan shook her head and sat aside to watch how Yanan treated the patient.

"Okay, don't get cold in this cold weather. If you feel sleepy, you can come back to my room to rest."

The weather in February was still quite cold. Yanan was wrapped in bandages all over his body, like a mummy, and the cold wind could not get in.

After briefly showing concern for Xia Houlan, he turned around and prepared the necessary medicinal herbs.

It was the gentle look behind him that made Yanan a little overwhelmed.

After about half an hour, Yanan got used to the gaze behind him and began to treat the wound of the wounded man seriously.

It’s okay to encounter knife wounds, but the most worrying thing is infection and poisoning. We have to prescribe medicine for them first, then detoxify them, and then treat them step by step.

In fact, it is not necessary to be so troublesome for those who are poisoned. You just need to find two seniors with deep internal strength to force the toxins out of their bodies.

But who knows why there is such chaos in their sect that they would rather watch their fellow disciples die than help them.

Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of treatment is this for the protagonist's sect?

Although Yanan didn't say anything, the group of wounded soldiers lying there started chatting out of boredom.

"Alas, you don't know. When I went to rescue those people who were captured by the Paradise Cult, I opened the cage door and said I was there to rescue them. Guess what they did?"

"what happened?"

"They told me that if I gave them the bliss pills, they would bring their wives and children with them. They would rather die in prison than leave if I gave them the bliss pills."

The wounded who had never seen them cursed them as cowards and spineless.

On the contrary, the disciple who actually witnessed the scene lowered his head and said nothing, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. One of the older brothers from the Iron Fist Sect noticed it and immediately changed the subject.

"Those from Feitian Sect, why did your leader bring a fat guy and a girl with him when he returned?"

Hearing this, the Feitian Sect disciple lying on the ground thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Well, that fat guy is a demon from the Paradise Cult. I think his name is Nine-Life Leopard. After being defeated by the Sect Leader, the fat guy turned over a new leaf, saying he had turned over a new leaf and became the Sect Leader's disciple. Now he's even changed his name to Golden Crow."

"Huh? Your Sect Leader actually accepted it from him?"

"Ah."

After hearing this reply and seeing the chicken with their own eyes, the disgusting Iron Fist disciples could no longer sit still.

"If you ask me, we should just kill him! That way we can be fair to our deceased brothers. What on earth is your leader thinking?"

The disciples of Feitian Sect felt a little embarrassed, but they did not refute. After all, many of their fellow disciples had died. They just muttered quietly to the side.

"Who knows what the leader is thinking..."

"Hey, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Maybe True Lord Fire Dragon has his own ideas. After all, there's a saying in Buddhism: uh... how does a sword become a Buddha?"

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away? Haha..."

"Right, right, right. Eh? Junior Brother Ji, watch out for the knife in your hand."

When the senior brother saw that it was Yanan who replied, he immediately advised him to be careful, so as not to send the person on the board to see the Buddha.

Since those who are guilty of heinous crimes can be killed, if you really meet a pure evil person, just kill him.

Yanan was very disgusted with the idea of laying down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha instantly.

How do you say that?

He didn't regret it, he was just scared.

If a person has done bad things all his life and once he does one good thing, people will think that he still has kindness in his heart and will give him a chance. Maybe he will turn over a new leaf.

On the other hand, a person did good things all his life...

Do you believe that someone can do good things all his life?