Chapter 339 Treatment
Fang Yu knows that Ding Hui is special, but others don’t understand.
Seeing that Ding Hui was receiving special treatment, the doctors at the door were talking about it. Fortunately, Ding Hui didn't care about these voices at all and pointed at Fang Yu.
“He also went in with me.”
The guard at the door was stunned.
They had discovered Fang Yu a long time ago. The official uniform of Yudi Mansion made them think that Fang Yu was Ding Hui's escort. Unexpectedly...
"This is..."
< br>"Zhuo Xueer's name is the Inspector, Diao Deyi."
"I know, let's go in."
It's enough to have a name and a record, anyway. With Ding Hui as a guarantee, if anything happens, it will be easy to investigate.
The hall master inside is still waiting for treatment. It doesn't matter if Ding Hui brings more people into the house. As long as he can save the hall master, everything will be easy.
The three doctors who followed Ding Hui also wanted to follow in, but were stopped by the guards at the door.
The three of them reported their names one after another, and then the guard looked strange and let the three in.
Doctor Han, Doctor Ma, and Doctor Osteopathic, although these three are not as famous as Divine Doctor Yun, they are all well-known doctors. It is naturally impossible for a miracle doctor to stop him from letting him go.
But as soon as they were released, a lot of people entered in a mess.
As the situation inside became more chaotic, the guards looked at each other and decided not to let anyone in for the time being.
This caused dissatisfaction among some people.
They all rushed here after receiving the emergency summons from Yudi Mansion.
Some people just want to become famous overnight.
Some people want to repay the kindness of Yujifu.
Some people simply do it for the rewards offered by the Underworld.
Now even the gate is not allowed to enter, and the patients are not allowed to see it. What does it mean?
But if they want to cause trouble, they have to look at where this place is, what the current situation is, and who their competitors are.
So although I am dissatisfied, I dare not express it.
Just sitting silently on the seat, listening attentively, as if wanting to hear the movement in the room.
Unfortunately, the room seemed to be closed, and no sound could be heard from outside.
And just at this moment...
"The hall master is here!"
The four hall masters, who are usually almost invisible, are missing.
At this moment, we are walking together.
Swish, brush, brush—
Everyone present immediately stood up and saluted.
"Lord Hall Master..."
"I have met all the Lord Hall Masters..."
There was curiosity and doubt in everyone's eyes.
Because the hall master of Yudi Mansion is really hard to see on weekdays.
Basically, they are cooped up in the underworld and rarely appear in public.
At least with their level of doctors, they rarely see the hall masters.
So the opportunity is rare at this moment, so they are looking at it curiously.
But soon, their sight was blocked by several tall figures.
They are the captains under the names of various halls!
Compared to the hall leaders who have never shown up much, these captains feel familiar.
Because they are the ones who are truly on the front line, fighting the monsters.
What is most widely circulated among the public is the news about what monsters each captain killed and how many people they saved.
The captains who have been in public all year round have a higher reputation than the hall master. Wherever they go, they are more intimidating to these doctors.
"You stay at the door and guard. If you don't hear from us, don't let anyone in."
The leader of Mingtang Hall, Ming Qi, ordered his captain.
“Yes!”
Nodding slightly, he turned around and was about to go inside with the other hall masters to see the condition of his old friend.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he paused and asked.
"Who is the doctor in charge of treating him now?"
These words made the captain look at the guard in charge of guarding.
The latter quickly replied.
“Lord Master, those who are currently entering the house are [Master Jiang of the West Chamber] Divine Doctor Jiang, [Pavilion Master of Yaoyun Pavilion] Divine Doctor Yun, Lord Ding Hui of Yanmo Mansion, Hanshuang Pavilion... ..."
He said that all the people who had entered the room had announced their presence, which made Tomorrow Qi slightly startled.
"Is Ding Hui here already? Fortunately, I sent someone to rush her on the way."
But he just muttered, and then followed the other hall masters and entered the house.
The rest of the captains, like door gods, stood in front of the room, guarding the entrance, with cold expressions.
……
In the room.
An iron-eating demon lying on its side was covered with silver needles one after another. Although the huge body was breathing, it rose and fell gradually, becoming heavier and heavier.
A figure quickly walked around the iron-eating demon.
His forehead was covered with cold sweat. Sometimes he inserted long silver needles into the iron-eating demon's body, and sometimes he quickly pulled out a few silver needles.
While increasing and decreasing, the iron-eating demon's breathing rate seemed to become less and less, and its breath became weaker and weaker.
“……”
The changes in the patient's body functions caused the figure to suddenly stop.
Suddenly it was Mr. Jiang from the West Wing.
Mr. Jiang is adjusting his breathing.
He understood that it would not work if this continued.
“I need to... be more radical!”
After all, facing the Yudi Mansion, the superior hall master, even Mr. Jiang, could not maintain his usual normal attitude, and it was inevitable that he would lose some power during the treatment.
But the current situation of the Wu Hall Master does not support Mr. Jiang to have unnecessary worries, and he must go all out to treat him!
Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang took out three medicine bottles of different colors from the pile of bottles in the medical box next to him.
Open the wooden cork, and a strong medicinal fragrance comes out of the bottle.
Mr. Jiang introduced the two bottles of medicine on the left and right into the middle bottle, then pressed back the cork, and quickly turned the medicine bottle around on his fingertips. With a set of flowing techniques, he mixed the contents of the medicine bottle. Shake the potion immediately to blend.
When he opened the cork again, a strong purple smoke came out of the bottle.
At this moment, the thing in his hand is no longer a life-saving medicine, but... poison!
Of course, poison does not belong to different families.
What Mr. Jiang wants to do at this moment is to use strong toxicity to stimulate the body functions of the hall master.
Let them react to other drugs and absorb other drugs using their body instincts without consciousness.
This is how Mr. Jiang became famous. It is a combination of medical skills and poison skills, and it is also the inherited technique of Baihua Valley.
The legendary technique that has been lost for hundreds of years is now reappearing in the hands of Mr. Jiang.
I saw him move his palm, and dozens of silver needles appeared in his hand.
Put them all into the medicine bottle, be infected with the venom, and then start to swim around the iron-eating demon again.
As the silver needles were inserted one after another, the iron-eating demon's breathing, which was getting weaker and weaker, suddenly became more rapid.
His physical condition also changed accordingly.
The medicine that was almost impossible to be absorbed into the body was gradually absorbed by the skin along the hair and penetrated into the body as Mr. Jiang applied it casually.
"Very good. Next, we will mix the poison and adjust the medicine according to the condition of the hall master..."
While Mr. Jiang was thinking, suddenly, the iron-eating demon's huge The body suddenly jerked!
Bah! ! !
The next moment, the huge abdominal wound that had stopped bleeding suddenly spurted out blood like a fountain!
Mr. Jiang was stunned by the sudden heavy bleeding.
He immediately realized that there was something wrong with the wound!
It is definitely not as simple as an ordinary large-area laceration!
This thing will actually become active as the body function of the hall master recovers!
It's like the curse of gangrene attached to the bone, causing an even more intense worsening reaction!
Too careless!
Before the characteristics of the wound were studied and understood, radical methods were adopted in order to save the life of the hall master. This actually worsened the wound and made the hall master's condition even worse!
“Open his mouth!”
While Mr. Jiang was anxiously thinking about countermeasures, an experienced voice came from behind. Mr. Jiang looked back and saw that it was Old Yun from Yaoyun Pavilion, striding towards this place.
When their eyes met, Mr. Jiang immediately ran to the iron-eating demon's head and opened its big mouth with both hands.
Old man Yun took the opportunity to put a few pills into his mouth.
The elixir melts instantly in the mouth and flows like a liquid along the meridians on the iron-eating demon's tongue, sliding straight towards the esophagus without even requiring any movement from the injured person.
"Miracle Doctor Yun, good method."
Mr. Jiang said in a deep voice.
It is true that he is the descendant of Baihua Valley, but his abilities are still far from the former sect leader.
But the method shown by Old Man Yun made him unable to understand the principle at all.
The study of elixirs is broad and profound.
He has only scratched the surface in this area and is not considered proficient.
"Stop the bleeding first."
We came to the iron-eating demon's abdomen together, and people couldn't help but sigh at the horrific wound that almost tore most of its body. If it were not for the fact that the hall master was a demon warrior and had a demonized body at this moment, if he had been an ordinary warrior, he would have been dead from such an injury.
Old man Yun looked at the flesh and blood inside the wound and the surrounding parts. There were still a lot of silver needles left. The ground was littered with silver needles that seemed to have been sprayed out by blood pressure. He turned around to look. Mr. Xiang Jiang.
"Mr. Jiang, this silver needle stopped the bleeding, but did you find the acupoint?"
Mr. Jiang shook his head slightly.
"No, after the demonization, the acupuncture points were misplaced, and it was impossible to judge the location. We could only try based on the body shape, the location of the wound, and the specific body reaction when the silver needle fell. Before I used poison to forcefully extend my life, it was indeed It stopped the bleeding, but now that I think about it, I can’t tell whether it was my silver needle that stopped the bleeding, or whether the hall master’s body function was about to die, which stopped the wound from getting worse.”
This. The statement made Divine Doctor Yun a little stunned.
Wounds change at any time depending on host status?
This feeling is more like a curse than an injury.
“No matter what, please remove all the silver needles first and use my elixir to try to stop the bleeding again and stabilize the injury.”
The iron-eating demon's hunched posture is a bit like the state of suspended animation when people are between life and death, and their pulse is so weak that it begins to disappear.
"Okay! Everything will be arranged by Divine Doctor Yun."
He messed up the matter, and Mr. Jiang was not unhappy about relegating himself to the position of assistant. He was even a little grateful to Yun. The miracle doctor comes to the rescue.
He took off all the silver needles and looked at Divine Doctor Yun, only to see that Divine Doctor Yun had crushed a dozen pills into pieces and sprinkled them inside the wound.
Just like the elixir just now, Doctor Yun's elixir melts immediately in the mouth. When it touches the flesh of the wound, it immediately melts like a liquid.
After a while, a cold air slowly emitted from the wound, and the blood that had been sprayed out quickly condensed into a blood-colored ice cone.
Looking at the exaggerated wound, it was already covered with a thin layer of frost, barely stopping the bleeding.
“Quickly use silver needles to activate your qi and blood, so that your body temperature can be maintained at a relatively mild state.”
Master Jiang felt the words of Divine Doctor Yun. pressure.
He has never cooperated with others, this is his first time.
Fortunately, Mr. Jiang has real skills. After several tentative placements of silver needles, which caused small water jets to spurt out from the wound, Mr. Jiang quickly mastered some tricks and made the iron-eating demon's breathing become stable again. , the bowed body slowly relaxed.
“Why not suture the wound?”
Doctor Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked.
"I don't know. When I came, the condition of the hall master was already very bad. I had to extend his life first, and then consider other things."
"Then you can use silver The needle goes through the silk and sutures the wound, and I stabilize its body functions.”
"Okay!"
The biggest injury on the hall master's body is the tear wound on his abdomen. If he can stabilize his body functions, then suture the wound, and use medicine to promote his body's self-recovery after demonization. Ability should make the injury better.
Shenyi Yun discussed his ideas with Mr. Jiang and got his approval.
The two collaborated again. This time Mr. Jiang was busy up and down, while Divine Doctor Yun introduced various medicinal powders near the wound to allow its flesh and blood to absorb it.
Soon, a third of the wound was sewed up and down with thin silk threads.
We are still just laying out the wiring. We need to wait until the silk threads are all distributed, and then pull them together to merge the upper and lower flesh and blood.
At this moment, they heard the iron-eating demon's steady breathing suddenly turn into heavy snoring.
Both of them were immediately overjoyed.
What does this mean?
This shows that the iron-eating demon's pain has eased, his condition has improved, and he has gradually fallen into a deep sleep, rather than being in a coma due to his injuries.
The two were about to continue treatment.
Zizzizi——
A strange sound suddenly came from the wound.
Before they turned around to look...
Bang! !
The thin ice on the wound suddenly cracked open and turned into pieces of ice that bounced around!
And the sutured silk thread ignited with a squeaking sound, burning all the threads in an instant!
"Roar!! Roar!!!"
The iron-eating demon immediately let out a painful roar, and after a breath, it turned into a weak breathing sound, and its physical condition seemed to gradually improve. , suddenly took a turn for the worse and became a high-risk state.
Doctor Yun and Young Master Jiang both stepped back and looked at the wound.
I saw the flesh and blood inside the iron-eating demon's wound turning up and making a sizzling sound, as if there was some invisible fire that was continuously burning the flesh and blood inside it. A sizzling thick oil even emerged, dripping and overflowing. !
The two wanted to get closer, but instead they were burned back by the terrifying heat wave escaping from the wound.
It seems that the front is not an iron-eating demon, but a huge furnace.
"Master of the Hall?! Master of the Hall!" Mr. Jiang shouted repeatedly.
“It’s broken… it’s broken!”
The usually calm Doctor Yun suddenly panicked.
If the leader of Yangshen Hall dies while he is being treated, it will be a huge blow to his reputation. He will have to bear this stigma for the rest of his life.
Looking at Mr. Jiang next to him, Divine Doctor Yun had some thoughts in his mind.
Yes, in his opinion, the Wu Hall Master is basically hopeless in this state.
He didn't know what the problem was.
It may be that one of your medications irritated the wound, causing it to worsen.
It may also be the demonized body of the hall master. There is some special explanation. Their operation violated the taboo.
Or maybe Mr. Jiang’s silver needles and threads are involved in something.
Whatever the reason, the result is... they screwed up.
A generation of masters, the dignified master of the Yangshen Hall, is about to... die in their hands.
"Why are you walking so fast all of a sudden..."
Some sound came from behind.
Before Divine Doctor Yun could turn around, a beautiful figure passed him by.
“Who?!”
As Young Master Jiang exclaimed, the beautiful figure had already rushed into the side of the iron-eating demon with a sizzling sound, and directly inserted one hand into the iron-eating demon. of the wound.
The next moment.
Zizzizi! !
A huge cloud of steam rolled out of the wound, like a giant beast breathing, filling the room.
In the rolling fog, a cold voice slowly sounded.
“The head of Yanmo Mansion, Ding Hui.”
As the mist gradually faded, a woman's right arm, as clear as an ice sculpture, was inserted deeply into the iron-eating demon's wound. The huge wound, like a bloody mouth, suddenly froze into a thin layer of frost, and it continued to intensify.
“You can’t even tell that this is a wound caused by the extremely flaming demon, but you dare to treat it? What? Studying medicine until your brain is broken?”
Looking over, Jiang The young master quickly lowered his head.
“Ding, Lord Ding Hui?!”
Miracle Doctor Yun had already begun to salute.
"What Master Ding Hui taught you is..."
When Fang Yu arrived, Ding Hui had already pulled out his right hand from the wound and waved to the stunned Fang Yu.
“This way.”
Fang Yu glanced at Young Master Jiang and Divine Doctor Yun, and then hurried to Ding Hui’s side.
Then, he felt a sense of discomfort that he had not seen for a long time.
Ding Hui's voice then appeared in his mind.
"How's it going? Is the hand of my Frost Order Demon transplanted perfectly?"
(End of this chapter)