It didn't take long for a severely infected person to be carried over.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the infected person, and then they couldn't help but gasp.
The man's eyes were closed and he was lying motionless on the stretcher, having fallen into a coma.
His chest was open and his chest was bare, but his bare chest and belly could no longer be seen because his skin was covered with fine red hair. His face was already dark purple, and the fine red hair had spread to his neck and was about to climb up his cheeks.
"Is this man dead?" someone said in shock.
Many people frowned, feeling that it was not only unfair to give Zhang Xiaozhu treatment to such an obviously hopeless person, but also had no reference value or significance.
"He is obviously still breathing, so how can we say he is dead? You are all chivalrous and compassionate people, how can you ignore his life just because he is seriously ill? If he is still breathing, he has the right to live. "Mao Chengye said righteously. It was just that he covered his nose and mouth, and hurriedly stepped back to distance himself from the infected person, for fear of being infected, betraying his true inner thoughts. People couldn't help but despise him, and some even wanted to spit on his face.
Mao Chengye felt happy and glanced at the two people carrying the stretcher. He couldn't help but want to go up and praise them. He felt that these two people were simply rescuers sent by God to help him.
The two people carrying the stretcher stood there, with nowhere to put their hands, feeling cramped and uneasy. When they were looking for infected people just now, they only wanted to find a severely infected person. They happened to see such a person on the street. They didn't know whether he had no family in the first place or was abandoned by his family. He was lying alone on the street, which was very consistent with a severe infection. This condition was met, so he brought it back without much thought. But now they realized that they seemed to have done something extremely stupid.
"Don't be afraid. You are protected by Taoist talismans. Even if you have skin-to-skin contact with an infected person, the corpse poison will not infect you." Zhang Xiaozu walked closer. He did not rush to remove the poison from the infected person on the ground, but first spoke to comfort him. Two stretcher carriers, because when he saw the two people carrying the infected person just now, their eyes were filled with panic and determination.
It can be seen that they are afraid of corpse poison, but at the same time they have firm courage and belief, and it seems that they are determined to die generously.
So Zhang Xiaozu comforted them first, asking them to completely abandon their fear of corpse poison and work with peace of mind.
When the two heard Zhang Xiaozu's words, they were stunned for a moment, and then felt inexplicably warm in their hearts. In fact, they were already prepared to be scolded by Zhang Xiaozhu. They never thought that Zhang Xiaozhu, instead of blaming them, actually cared about their safety, and they were very grateful.
"Master, do you need to change it?" One of them asked Zhang Xiaopou in a low voice with a red face. He couldn't help but feel guilty and felt that it was his stupidity that had caused Zhang Xiaopou trouble.
"No need." Zhang Xiaozu waved his hand and refused. He held the Taoist talisman between his two fingers and held it up in front of him to signal to everyone. Then he squatted down next to the infected person, loosened his two fingers and placed the Taoist talisman on the infected person's forehead. Go up and start counting with your mouth: "One, two, three——"
Everyone held their breath and stared at the infected person.
As Zhang Xiaopou counted them one by one, they gradually stared and opened their mouths, showing expressions of extreme disbelief.
They clearly saw that as soon as the Taoist talisman landed on the infected person's forehead, the dark purple color on the infected person's face immediately receded at a speed visible to the naked eye. They knew that this was the corpse toxin in the infected person's body being dispelled, and as the corpse poison The roots of the fine red hairs withered and fell off.
"——Twenty-nine, thirty."
After saying "Thirty", Zhang Xiaozu stretched out his hand to take the Taoist Talisman away from the infected person's forehead, and stood
He stood up, looked at Mao Chengye, and asked, "The poison has been removed from the corpse. Do you dare to come and check it out?"
"This -" Mao Chengye's face turned ugly, because he saw that all the red hairs on the infected people's feet had withered and fallen off. He opened his eyes wide and searched hard, but he could not find a red hair that was still bright in color.
"A person like you who is greedy for life and afraid of death will definitely not have the guts." Zhang Xiaozu sneered at Mao Chengye's bold hesitation, turned to look at Yu Wenrui, and said, "I believe Master Yuwen will be able to live up to the reputation of Yaowang Valley."
"Hmph. It is the duty and mission of my Yaowang Valley disciples to cure diseases and save people. Why do you need to provoke me?" Yu Wenrui snorted displeasedly, then stepped forward, squatted down next to the infected person, and blew lightly to make the infected person's wrists wither and fall off. His red hair blew away, and then he stretched out his fingers to feel his pulse.
After checking the physical condition of the infected person, Yu Wenrui had a calm expression on his face, but there was already a turmoil in his heart. He never thought that Zhang Xiaozu could really get rid of the corpse poison, and he still used such a simple and quick method. This made him There was a sense of frustration at being compared to Zhang Xiaopou, and I felt extremely unhappy.
However, he still stood up, nodded and admitted: "The corpse poison in this person's body has indeed been expelled. As long as he uses medicine to recuperate his excessively damaged body, he is very likely to recover."
His pattern is much higher than that of Mao Chengye, and he has enough courage to admit the enemy's excellence.
But admitting does not mean forgiveness. The grudge between him and Zhang Xiaozu will never be resolved, because he is still thinking about Zhou Jianlai's sword and will, and at the same time, he is also thinking about Zhang Xiaozu's subtle state of mind.
In his eyes, Zhou Jianlai and Zhang Xiaopou are just two springboards on his journey to martial arts. One day, he will step on these two springboards to leap forward and take a big step towards the pinnacle of martial arts.
Yu Wenrui's confirmation and affirmation aroused excited cheers. They couldn't help but shake their fists at the air in front of them to vent their excitement and excitement.
Yancheng is saved!
Zhang Xiaozu looked at Mao Chengye, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I am willing to admit defeat."
Mao Chengye's face was pale and his eyes were averted, not daring to look at Zhang Xiaopou. He had never been as embarrassed as he was at this moment in his life, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to hide.
"Tch!" Zhang Xiaozu curled his lips and looked away from Mao Chengye. He was too lazy to argue with him. He looked at the one hundred and eighty people. Just when he was about to speak, he saw Yaowang Gu wearing ink clothes suddenly rushing out of the team. The female disciple ran up to him in a few steps and fell to her knees on the ground without any explanation.
Zhang Xiaozhu didn't know why, so he turned aside to let the woman pay homage.
"Master Zhang, please, please save my senior brother! I will kowtow to you!" The woman knelt on the ground and begged Zhang Xiaozhu, banging her head against the hard ground three times in a row, and her smooth forehead was hit by the sand. Broken, bleeding red blood.
Zhang Xiaozu was horrified and hurriedly stepped forward to help her, but the woman knelt down and couldn't get up.
"If Mr. Zhang does not agree, the little girl will not be able to kneel down and beg until Mr. Zhang agrees." The woman said with a decisive tone.
"Brilliant, Yaowanggu's face has been completely humiliated by you!"
"That's right. Do you know that Junior Brother Tan died tragically at his hands? He and I, Yaowang Valley, have a sworn blood feud!"
"Yes, you can't beg him from anyone!"
Several of the Yaowanggu disciples behind Yu Wenrui recognized the woman kneeling on the ground and yelled at her angrily, feeling that Cui Cuan had disgraced their Yaowanggu face.
After hearing the angry scoldings of the senior brothers, the woman named Guangkan turned pale and looked panic-stricken, but she pursed her lips tightly and looked resolutely as she knelt down.
"If you can save my senior brother, I will agree to whatever you ask me to do." Cuichan knelt on the ground and ignored him.
Hearing the shouts of the senior brothers, he said to Zhang Xiaozu in a decisive tone.
"Brilliant, do you want to be expelled from the division?!"
"There are no spineless disciples like you in Yaowang Valley!"
When the Yao Wang Valley disciples saw that Cui Canli ignored them, they became even more angry and angry, just like adding fuel to the fire.
"Master Zhang, please help me, please save Junior Brother Qiu Ming." Another male disciple of Yaowanggu walked out from the team of 180 people and asked Zhang Xiaopeng with his hands raised.
"Master Zhang, please save Senior Brother Qiu Ming!"
"Master Zhang——"
Under the leadership of this person, all the Yaowang Valley disciples in the team came out. Unlike the strong and domineering Yaowang Valley disciples behind Yu Wenrui, they all lowered their posture and begged Zhang Xiaopawn to save Qiu Ming.
"You - you -"
"Yao Wang Valley has lost all face!" The Yao Wang Valley disciples behind Yu Wenrui were so angry that veins appeared on their heads.
Yu Wenrui's face was expressionless and he never expressed his position.
"Mr. Zhang, please save my senior brother, please!" Cui Cancan secretly hated herself for being too stupid and unable to ask for help. She only said a few words back and forth. She couldn't say anything nice, so she could only kowtow. Pray that I can impress Zhang Xiaopou with sincerity.
"Girl, please don't get excited yet." Zhang Xiaozu hurriedly bent over and held Bright's arm to stop her from kowtowing, and asked: "What's wrong with your senior brother? How do you need me to save him?"
He didn't know what was wrong with the man named Qiu Ming, so he didn't dare to agree to it.
"My senior brother was poisoned by corpse poison." Cui Can hurriedly replied, "Senior brother, in order to find a way to get rid of the corpse poison, he tried the poison himself and tried hundreds of ways, but in the end he still couldn't find a way to get rid of the corpse poison. Instead, drug experiments using the body as a focus have increased the toxicity of the corpse poison time and time again. Senior brother, he is bedridden now, and it seems that he can no longer hold on. Mr. Zhang, you are kind-hearted and kind-hearted, please help. My senior brother. He is a good person and he has never slandered you behind your back."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but respect this person named Qiu Ming. He actually used his own body to test the poison. How much courage did it take? Anyway, he felt that he couldn't do it.
Zhang Xiaozhu believes that facing the unsolvable corpse poison, he dared to test the poison with his own body, definitely not for "fame and wealth". This person should sincerely pity the people of Yancheng and be eager to find an antidote to save others, risking his own life and death. Regardless, he must be a doctor who is selfless, kind and compassionate, and of high moral character.
"You get up first. I'll tell you a few words and I'll follow you to visit your senior brother." Zhang Xiaozu stood up and helped Cui Can.
Cui Can trembled when he heard this, looked up at Zhang Xiaozu in surprise, and confirmed: "Really?"
"Of course!" Zhang Xiaozu nodded vigorously to him.
Cui Can then stood up with Zhang Xiaozu's support. Looking at the kind smile on Zhang Xiaozu's face, her nose suddenly became sore and her tears fell. She was very happy because she had met a good person.
"Mr. Zhang, I admire you for your great number."
"Thank you Mr. Zhang!"
"If Mr. Zhang is of use to me in the future, feel free to speak up and I won't hesitate to explain."
A group of Yaowang Valley disciples behind Cui Can expressed their thanks to Zhang Xiaozu.
Zhang Xiaopeng bowed his hands and returned the greeting one by one, saying: "It takes a little effort, but it doesn't matter."
"Zhang Xiaozu, what are you so proud of?!" Some of the Yaowang Valley disciples behind Yu Wenrui couldn't stand Zhang Xiaozu's proud look, and suddenly raised their voices and sarcastically said, "You don't know yet, your master is already dead. , no one will protect you from now on, are you still proud?"
