Volume 2: The Beauty of Heroes Chapter 98: Precarious

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The sun was hot, the mountain breeze was howling, and a group of tits flew over the eaves.

Tie Langzhong asked Liu Ruyan and others to help the patient onto the low couch in the inner room. Then he asked the old shopkeeper who was holding medicine at the counter to come over and help.

The old shopkeeper briefly explained to the two teenagers, then turned around and went behind the counter, rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands in a basin of water.

Open the curtain and enter the inner room.

On the road to the south, Luo Xiangxue, Liu Ruyan and Xu Feng watched quietly, waiting for Tie Langzhong's orders.

Tie Langzhong said to the old shopkeeper: "Go and get a pair of silver pliers. Let's force the poison out of his body first, and then open up the blocked blood vessels in his body. You can help me from the side." After that, he moved toward Xu Feng and others said, "Just call him gently from the side to help him regain his consciousness!"

Xu Feng and others looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Liu Ruyan laid Lei Zhentian down on the low couch and called his name softly.

At this moment, Lei Zhentian had completely fainted, his eyes were slightly closed, his brows were furrowed, his face was pale, his lips were purple, there was cold sweat on his forehead and face, and he looked very painful.

Tie Langzhong found a thin white towel to wipe the sweat off Lei Zhentian's face. Then he opened a square medicine box and took out alcohol, iodophor, cotton, bandages, and a bottle of slender silver needle soaked in the medicine bottle.

Following Tie Langzhong's instructions, the old shopkeeper soaked the silver pliers in his hand in alcohol to disinfect them. When everything was ready, Tie Langzhong took the silver pliers and carefully took out the silver needles inserted in Lei Zhentian's body and placed them on the table. There seemed to be as many as thirty needles in an iron plate.

These silver needles are as thin as ox hair and cannot be completely cleaned without careful inspection.

Tie Langzhong put on a pair of reading glasses and opened Lei Zhentian's chest, revealing his chest with a handful of curly chest hair. His bronze skin was strong and strong. Although he was over fifty, his body was not boney at all. Old and flabby. It is expected that this must benefit from long-term and unremitting practice.

His chest showed a large area of ​​infiltrated crimson, dotted with many fine needle holes, and the wounds were red and swollen. The blood stains flowed into lines, like red waterfalls.

His breathing became weaker and weaker, and the resolute expression on his face was distorted by pain. Her hair was scattered on the pillow, like a ghost from hell. a

Iron Man's brows were furrowed, his eyes were bright, and he muttered: "You see, he was hit by many mercury needles. Although they cannot kill him in a short time, they are enough to block his blood vessels, paralyze his nerves, and make his body full of pain." He is powerless and has lost all his consciousness. If the two confront each other, the person who is poisoned will definitely be at a disadvantage and eventually become a human being."

He stared at Lei Zhentian with a smile in his eyes. "If I'm not wrong, this official must be a hero who travels around the world!" As he said this, he carefully collected alcohol with a cotton ball and wiped him. Wound. From time to time, Wei Wei glances at the crowd.

Xu Feng and Liu Ruyan were surprised and looked at each other. Luo Xiangxue also felt a chill in her heart.

Do you think this skilled doctor was once a martial artist who wielded swords and guns?

Xu Feng couldn't help but smile lightly: "Listening to what Dr. Tie said, could it be that Dr. Tie is also a hero in the world? Doctor Tie has a good eye, and this friend of mine is indeed a man in the world!"

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lei Zhentian's strong muscles are no ordinary mountain villager.

Tie Langzhong smiled slightly and was noncommittal. His current identity is that of a doctor who can help the world by hanging the pot. Even if he has other identities, he does not want to reveal them at will.

It seems that everyone who walks in the world has some unknown secrets and some ulterior difficulties!

He didn't want to say it, and it was inconvenient for others to ask. However, his words just now had unknowingly exposed his unusual identity!

He realized that he almost spilled the beans, so he stopped in time and changed the subject. Obviously, he didn't want others to know too much about him!

At this moment, he had already begun to use good herbs to heal Lei Zhentian's injuries.

Lei Zhentian's external injuries were not serious, but his real serious injuries were internal injuries. His internal organs were damaged and some congestion was retained, which needed to be eliminated in time.

Tie Langzhong ordered Liu Ruyan to start calling Lei Zhentian constantly to prompt him to wake up as soon as possible.

Everyone looked at him anxiously, hoping that he could regain his consciousness as soon as possible.

After Tie Langzhong used a dark red potion to clean Lei Zhentian's wounds, milky white gas came out of every needle hole, like foam or flying smoke. And it exudes a strong, fishy, ​​bitter smell. After a while, Lei Zhentian's eyelids began to tremble slightly and his lips moved. Apparently, he had some consciousness.

But the pain on his face was still deep, as if there were countless ants gnawing at his heart. But his eyes still couldn't open, as if they were stuck by something.

Everyone looked at Tie Langzhong and Lei Zhentian intently, observing the changes on their faces.

Tie Langzhong pondered, and suddenly sighed: "He suffered a lot of internal injuries. Now I need to drain the blood from his body first, then use the poisonous needle to stop the poison from spreading, and then use internal force to force the poison out." He Carefully examine every wound on his chest, forehead, face, and arms.

Liu Ruyan nodded and said hurriedly: "Then what do we need to do now? Doctor, please just give us orders!"

Lu Xiangnan, who was silent on the side, finally said: "Doctor Tie, please save him! He is very important to my friends! Please!" There was a sincere look in his eyes.

Tie Langzhong smiled slightly and said: "Leader Lu, I will do my best to treat him. It is the duty of a doctor to treat illnesses and save people, so don't worry, everyone!" He looked at Liu Ruyan, "Can you please help this young hero to sit up straight?" , support his body so that he does not fall down, I will perform exercises to heal his injuries immediately!"

He also asked the old shopkeeper to close the door to prevent people from outside from disturbing him.

Lei Zhentian looked sluggish and his body was limp. It seemed that the true energy in his body had dissipated and he only had half a life left!

Everyone was secretly surprised that this iron man was still a secret master!

The people and things in the world are really like thick clouds covering the mountains, making it difficult for anyone to see through them one by one!

Tie Langzhong secretly took a breath of true energy, concentrated on regulating his breath, and moved his internal energy to his arms, and then concentrated it on his palms along the meridians.

I saw him sitting cross-legged behind Lei Zhentian, squinting his eyes into a slit, looking straight ahead, clasping his palms together and raising them above his head, slowly lowering them, and then placed his palms on Lei Zhentian's back. Tie Langzhong opened his mouth slightly and vomited. He let out a soft breath, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide, his eyebrows raised, and his palms suddenly moved forward. There was only a muffled "pop" sound, and Lei Zhentian's body trembled violently, and he almost fell forward, if not Liu Ruyan held him steady, fearing that he had already fallen.

At that moment, Lei Zhentian's eyes suddenly widened, but they were dim and dull, with a miserable face, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a wisp of bright red blood.