Jindou untied the gauze wrapped around Pei Shaofeng's eyes one by one, revealing the pair of eyes that were blinded by the poison. Seeing the miserable state of the eyes, Jindou and Wei Qing couldn't help but gasp. Butler Qiao, who was standing next to them, was even more frightened and couldn't help but take a step back.

Throwing the gauze aside, Jindou untied the gauze wrapped around the ankle. Seeing the wound where the tendons were torn, the three of them felt a pain in their hearts again.

It’s hard to imagine how Pei Shaofeng managed to survive these days. How much pain must he have endured!

Standing up, Jindou put his hands on his hips and couldn't help but say angrily: "The person who hurt General Pei was so cruel. He actually hurt General Pei so badly!"

As soon as Jindou said this, the other three people in the room felt a chill in their hearts, especially Pei Shaofeng. They felt that the hope that had just risen in their hearts fell to the bottom in an instant.

"Jindou, are you saying..." Wei Qing didn't dare to ask any further. Did Jindou mean that the injury was too serious and he couldn't cure it?

"I mean..." Jindou sat down beside the bed, took Pei Shaofeng's hand, and said angrily: "General Pei, when you recover from your injury, you must seek revenge on the person who hurt you. This person is so cruel, you must repay him with tooth for tooth, and make him live a life worse than death!"

"After the injury is healed?" Pei Shaofeng, who was sitting on the bed, did not understand what Jindou meant for a moment.

"Yes, after your injury is healed, go and take revenge on the person who hurt you. This person is so cruel, you must make him taste the pain of a life worse than death!" Jindou repeated.

"Jindou, you mean General Pei's injury..." Wei Qing asked uncertainly from the side.

"Injured?" Jindou was stunned, then immediately said: "Don't worry, General Pei, I am now possessed by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and I will definitely make your body as good as before!"

Pei Shaofeng, who was sitting on the bed and couldn't see, actually imagined the golden bean as the image of Guanyin Bodhisattva. He held the golden bean's hand tightly with both hands and said in a trembling voice, "You mean... I can still walk and see in the future?"

"Of course!" Jindou placed his other hand on Pei Shaofeng's. "Don't worry, General Pei. We will definitely make your body recover better than before!"

"However," Jindou glanced at Pei Shaofeng's skinny body and couldn't help but say, "General Pei, you are too thin. If you want to get better quickly, you have to eat more."

"Okay," Pei Shaofeng nodded.

"Okay then!" Jindou smiled and grabbed Pei Shaofeng's hand, then clapped it against his own. "Let's make it a deal. I'll treat you, and you'll eat as much as you can to gain weight!"

"Okay," a smile appeared on Pei Shaofeng's face for the first time. Looking at the smile on Pei Shaofeng's face, Wei Qing and Butler Qiao felt mixed emotions.

Wei Qing only hoped that the golden beans could really cure Pei Shaofeng. If he let Pei Shaofeng down again, he would really not be able to survive.

Butler Qiao turned around quietly and wiped the tears welling up in his eyes with his sleeve.

"When do you plan to start treatment?" Wei Qing asked Jindou.

"Let's start tomorrow!" Jindou clapped his hands and said without hesitation.

"Starting tomorrow?" Wei Qing was a little surprised. Doesn't it mean that there is no need to make any preparations?

"Let's do it tomorrow!" Pei Shaofeng said while sitting on the bed. When he thought of what Jindou had just said, he wished that Jindou could treat him right now.

******

When Wei Qing and Jin Dou returned to the Jinyiwei office, it was already late at night. Just as Jin Dou was about to go back to his room, Wei Qing stopped him again.

"Jindou, are you sure you can heal General Pei's injury?" Wei Qing asked.

"Don't worry, sir!" Jindou said confidently, "I am now being taught by Guanyin Bodhisattva, I guarantee there will be no problem."

Wei Qing said nothing more and turned to go into his room.

"What's wrong, sir?" Jindou shook his head, opened the door and went into the house, then quickly went to bed and fell asleep.

In the next room, Wei Qing was still sitting quietly in the chair, thinking about everything that had happened tonight.

At first, when Jindou said that he was taught by Guanyin Bodhisattva in a dream, he believed it because it was too sudden. But now thinking about it, he felt that it was just an excuse made by Jindou. In fact, it was Jindou himself who treated Pei Shaofeng.

If he could really cure Pei Shaofeng, then Jindou's medical skills would be truly amazing despite his young age.

******

The next morning, at Pei's residence, Jindou placed a bowl of anesthetic in Pei Shaofeng's hands and said, "General Pei, drink it."

Pei Shaofeng took it, put it to his mouth and drank it without hesitation. Soon he felt his consciousness starting to blur a little bit, and he lost consciousness after a while.

Seeing that the anesthetic had taken effect, Jindou first disinfected the wound on Pei Shaofeng's ankle. After everything was ready, he picked up the knife that had been disinfected long ago and gently cut open the wound.

In the room, Wei Qing and Butler Qiao both looked nervous as they watched Jin Dou's movements.

Wei Qing had been in the Embroidered Uniform Guard for many years and had seen countless bloody scenes, but this kind of scene of healing injuries was the first time he had seen it, and Butler Qiao was so frightened by the scene that he broke out in a cold sweat.

After an unknown amount of time, Jindou finally treated the wound, applied medicine, and then wrapped it with gauze.

Seeing that Pei Shaofeng was still sleeping because of the anesthetic effect, Jindou decided to go all out and took out a small bag from his arms, which contained various silver needles of different lengths.

Immediately afterwards, Jindou untied the gauze wrapped around Pei Shaofeng's eyes.

After about half an hour, Jindou straightened up and clapped his hands.

"This...", Butler Qiao quickly asked, "Buddha..."

"No, no..." When Jindou heard Butler Qiao calling him "Buddha", he quickly interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Uncle Qiao, General Pei's injury has been treated. From now on, you can still call me Jindou."

"Okay... okay," Uncle Qiao nodded and asked, "Then... my young master's eyes?"

"It should be healed in about a month," Jindou replied.

Uncle Qiao was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly pointed at Pei Shaofeng's ankle and asked, "Then...this foot?"

Jindou also looked at Pei Shaofeng's ankle and said, "This will take a longer time, maybe two to three months."

"Good...good..." Butler Qiao was almost crying with joy. Originally, even the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital had said that there was no hope of treatment, and everyone in their house thought that their young master would have to stay bedridden for the rest of his life. However, they did not expect that someone would say that there was still hope for the young master to recover. These two days, Butler Qiao felt like he was dreaming.

At this time, Wei Qing, who had been standing nearby, was still a little unsure. He glanced at Pei Shaofeng who was still in a coma, and then looked at Jin Dou who was talking to Butler Qiao. However, no matter how he looked at him, he felt that this person looked too ordinary, and there was really no difference between him and an ordinary person.

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