Mythology Management System

"Fu Jiu, Fu Jiu..." Li Si shook Fu Jiu's body, complaining incessantly.

"Please don't die, you bastard!"

"Cough cough... Stop shaking me, you're making me dizzy." Fu Jiu, lying on the ground, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Bai Qi lay on the ground carefully bandaging Fu Jiu's wounds. Hearing that Fu Jiu could still speak, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that he's not dead," Bai Qi said softly, then focused all his energy on treating Fu Jiu's wounds.

Fu Jiu's other injuries were not serious; with the Qi and Blood Fruit, he would recover in less than two days. The troublesome one was the incision on his heart.

The Black Dragon's sword almost cut his heart in two, and it's still bleeding. If this wound isn't treated properly, Fu Jiu will probably die.

Although the Blood and Qi Fruit can restore injuries by replenishing blood and qi, it depends on the type of injury.

A fatal heart injury like this cannot be healed by low-level Qi and Blood Fruits; at most, they can only help stop the bleeding.

"Pah, what's so good about him? Someone like him should just be killed by the Black Dragon, that would be the end of it all, saving us the trouble of trying to save him." Li Si said irritably, but his hands didn't dare to stop moving.

He was a half-mercenary, half-hunter, so he wasn't unfamiliar with treating wounds.

In the wild, you often encounter various emergencies. To survive without teammates, you need to have some wound care skills.

If you don't even know how to stitch up your wounds when you're injured, staying in the dangerous wilderness is no different from deliberately courting death.

Li Si took out a small bag from his waist and picked out a thin, silvery-white needle from among a variety of colorful needles.

In the wild, to prevent all sorts of unexpected situations, even the needles in their hands are different colors.

Silver-white needles are the most commonly used and are more conspicuous at night, making them suitable for use in dim lighting conditions.

When Bai Qi saw Li Si make a move, he immediately gave up his position. Although he often treated his own injuries from battles, his skills were still far inferior to Li Si's.

Li Si gave Bai Qi a wink, and Bai Qi understood, keeping his eyes fixed on Wei Zheng and the others not far away.

The group from Zhanlong Pavilion had already joined up with Wei Zheng, and together they numbered more than forty people. This force was not to be underestimated.

The black dragon's reverse scale was shattered, and it retreated a few steps before falling backward. Wei Zheng was standing next to the black dragon's corpse, so the two groups of people were not far apart, only about six or seven meters.

If Wei Zheng were to suddenly launch an attack now, all three brothers might die here today.

Li Si lowered his head and continued to stop the bleeding for Fu Jiu. The wound on his heart had stopped bleeding under the effect of the Qi and Blood Fruit, and only the large wound on the outside of his body was still bleeding.

The danger seemed to have passed, but Li Si knew in his heart that if Fu Jiu remained motionless, it would be fine, but if he moved even slightly, the wound on his heart would immediately reopen, resulting in massive bleeding.

"The surgery must be performed on the spot!" Li Si made the decision immediately.

However, he was at a loss about what to do next.

He was relatively easy to suture external wounds, but he wasn't so sure about internal ones.

When hunting, injuries are usually superficial. If someone were to suffer an injury like Fu Jiu's in the wild and didn't have a teammate with excellent medical skills, it would be like receiving a death sentence.

Li Si really had little experience in suturing the heart, and acting rashly might have made Fu Jiu die even faster.

Just as Li Si was in a dilemma, Wei Zheng walked over quickly.

"Brother Bai, what about Brother Fu Jiu's injury?" Wei Zheng asked Bai Qi.

He knew that Fu Jiu had been struck in the heart by the Black Dragon Sword, and seeing it with his own eyes was even more shocking. With such a serious injury, whether he could survive was a big question.

Bai Qi frowned, hesitating whether he should seek help from Wei Zheng, since the latter was an outsider, and it would be dangerous to kill him at this time...

"Cough cough... You must be Pavilion Master Wei," Fu Jiu said with difficulty, lying on the ground.

Due to excessive blood loss, my vision has begun to blur, and my head is feeling swollen.

The system remained unresponsive, seemingly undergoing a genuine binding process. Fu Jiu had no idea when the system would finish, but he knew that if he wasn't treated soon, he would be reporting to the underworld within half a day.

"Brother Fu Jiu, how are you feeling now?" Wei Zheng was unsure whether to feel joy or sorrow upon seeing that Fu Jiu was alright.

Black Dragon is dead, but Fu Jiu is still alive. Even though Wei Zheng has a strange feeling for Black Dragon, he won't cause trouble for Fu Jiu because of Black Dragon's death. In any case, Fu Jiu helped him by eliminating Black Dragon, not to mention that he was an accomplice himself.

After careful consideration, Wei Zheng was more willing to lend a helping hand to Fu Jiu and establish a good relationship.

These three young people have already accomplished so much. If they don't die, they will definitely have a place in Qingshui City in the future. It's good to make friends with them here in advance.

"Thanks to Pavilion Master Wei, I'm alright for now. If possible, please help me find a few doctors. My condition isn't very good right now." After saying so much in one breath, Fu Jiu was a little out of breath, and his face became even paler.

Li Si remained silent. He had just told Fu Jiu the truth about the situation. He was unsure whether to accept the help from the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, so he simply let Fu Jiu make the decision himself.

Wei Zheng's eyes showed a hint of surprise. He didn't expect Fu Jiu to be so open about his situation. Wasn't he afraid that Zhanlong Pavilion would take the opportunity to capture them? You know, double-crossing is not uncommon in the underground world.

Shaking his head, Wei Zheng put these dangerous thoughts aside. Fu Jiu had killed the black dragon with him and was considered his ally. In addition, the group had just gone through life and death together, and their wariness of each other had dissipated considerably. Under these circumstances, helping him with all their might was the best choice.

The Dragon Slayer Pavilion has always been suppressed by the Black Dragon Society and the Li family. Now that the Black Dragon Society is gone, the pressure on them will certainly be reduced, but it won't be too easy. Under such circumstances, Wei Zheng would naturally not refuse to have an ally.

Wei Zheng didn't waste any time and immediately turned around and walked towards the group of people from Zhanlong Pavilion. Before long, he pulled over a person, who was the manager who had received Fu Jiu earlier.

Upon seeing the shopkeeper, Li Si was slightly surprised. No wonder this person could become a high-ranking member of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion with a cultivation level of less than one level; it turned out he was a highly skilled physician.

The shopkeeper hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting, then knelt down to carefully examine Fu Jiu's injuries.

"hiss--"

When the shopkeeper saw the wound on Fu Jiu's heart, he couldn't help but gasp. His heart was almost split in two. He couldn't imagine how this person had survived.

If an ordinary person suffered such a serious injury, they would die from excessive blood loss within minutes at most, and even a cultivator would not be able to withstand it for long.

But this person in front of us managed to kill the black dragon despite his injuries, and has even survived until now; it's nothing short of a miracle.

The dragon horn sword stuck in his chest had already been forcibly pulled out by the black dragon during the battle, which naturally made the wound even larger, making it look extremely horrifying.

"The surgery must be performed immediately!" The shopkeeper's tone was unequivocal, making one want to obey obediently.

Li Si silently assisted him from the side, while also preventing the shopkeeper from doing anything underhanded.

The shopkeeper did not disappoint them; his medicine kit was fully equipped with all kinds of commonly used medical instruments.

Putting on a pair of white gloves, the shopkeeper's eyes narrowed. He couldn't help in the previous battle, but now, he finally had a chance to prove himself!

The sect leader has his battlefield, and so does he. Only by saving this person can this battle have a perfect ending!