At the city gate, hundreds of soldiers lined up.
A tall, middle-aged man wearing armor stood in the center.
He has a bald head, no hair, and no eyebrows. He has a square face and bright eyes, not angry but powerful.
Xiao Chuyang came forward and stood beside the middle-aged man.
"Let me introduce you. This is my father, Xiao Hansheng, the Lord of Qingye City."
He raised his finger and pointed at his father, then raised his finger at Lin Ming.
"This is Lin Ming, the chief of Xuanwen Academy and the second son of the Lin family."
Lin Ming nodded slightly and was about to speak.
Xiao Hansheng's face was full of excitement, "You are the one who allowed my son to taste Mr. Cao's cup of tea?"
Lin Ming was slightly startled and nodded, "Actually, it has nothing to do with me. It's just that Mr. Cao likes to make tea, so... he drinks it often."
Xiao Hansheng: (◔◡◔)
The corner of his mouth twitched, "Not many people in the world have drank the enlightenment tea prepared by Mr. Cao himself."
"Young Master Lin can drink often, he is definitely not an ordinary person."
At this time, Xu Aodong patted the knife on his waist.
Snapped! Snapped!
"Stop talking nonsense, you are waiting here just to curry favor with little friend Lin Ming and then ask Lao Cao for a cup of tea, right?"
Xiao Hansheng was stunned and shook his head hastily, "No, no, no, that's not the case."
"Why don't we just hurry up, make way and enter the city." Xu Aodong pointed at Xiao Hansheng, "Can't you see so many people are injured?"
Xiao Hansheng smiled and was not annoyed by Xu Aodong's tone.
"I was negligent."
As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and the soldiers led everyone into the city. Turning right, there were three large white tents.
There were professional doctors inside, including Lin Ming and the others, and all those who were injured received proper treatment.
Xu Aodong nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad."
After saying this, he bowed his hands to Xiao Hansheng, and then said to Lin Ming:
"Something happened here. Remember to come to Lao Cao's courtyard. He has something to tell you."
Lin Ming nodded, "I understand."
Afterwards, Xu Aodong left.
Lin Ming took the Qi-restoring pill provided by the doctor and sat cross-legged to meditate.
The little guy, Ge Qinghuang, Zhao Wusheng, and Jian Wuxu were all uninjured. They were just too tired and needed to take pills to recover.
These people were placed in a tent and adjusted their breathing on the spot.
Others, such as Liu Yafei, Jiang Tao, and some who were seriously injured were in the same tent.
There was also a third tent where people came in and out, all of whom were slightly injured.
Due to his lack of cultivation, Xiao Chuyang's fighting style was not suitable for group battles. Instead, he exerted less force, consumed little spiritual energy, and suffered no injuries.
He was fine and simply responsible for reporting to Xiao Hansheng the details of his trip to Montenegro.
After a period of time, the lack of spiritual energy in Lin Ming's body gradually filled up.
Zi Ming Tunxuan, inspired by the words "soul" and "soul", is always in his body. His spiritual energy is no longer pure spiritual energy, but one-fifth of the mysterious energy.
Xuan Qi is of a higher grade than spiritual energy, and with the blessing of Zi Ming Tun Xuan, the recovery speed is much faster than spiritual energy.
In this way, Lin Ming's body recovered much faster than others.
He opened his eyes and looked around. Everyone was meditating and adjusting their breath. Even the little guy was curled up in a ball, lying between him and Ge Qinghuang.
Lin Ming smiled and left the tent quietly.
He looked around and then entered the tent where there were more seriously injured people.
At this time, his "healing" divine script can be used again.
"Waiting is just waiting. It's better to do something." Lin Ming walked to a doctor and explained that he could also help heal the injury.
The doctors around him knew that Lin Ming was an extraordinary person, so they didn't comment. In fact, they were not optimistic about him.
However, as soon as Lin Ming's divine words came out, all the doctors were stunned.
It is not uncommon for divine words to heal wounds, but it is very rare for divine words to heal wounds so effectively.
Lin Ming's divine text with the word "healing" has the most significant effect on skin injuries, and the healing is almost visible to the naked eye.
The doctors around him were amazed.
"It's strange. The effect of this divine inscription is so extraordinary. Master Lin Ming is really quite powerful."
"It's effective for injuries to the skin and flesh, but I wonder how it will affect injuries to the internal organs?"
"It's so strong that it can actually treat injuries in the internal organs through the body. When paired with the corresponding elixir, the effect seems to be even more different."
"That divine text can enhance the efficacy of the elixir, and it can also have a 'healing' effect. It is too powerful for the treatment of injuries. In the past, I regarded the 'healing' divine text as a useless thing."
"Now it seems that I am shallow."
"Who isn't?" Other doctors around him echoed.
Lin Ming's treatment methods are magical and pleasing to the eye.
The school girls from Xuanwen Academy came after hearing the news, and most of them gathered around him.
As long as the little girl was not seriously injured, she would rather not receive treatment for the time being than queue up to receive treatment from Lin Ming.
This led to the fact that most of the injured people Lin Ming dealt with were women.
However, the doctors around him were happy to see the result, because it was far less convenient to treat a woman's injuries in public than it was to treat a man's injuries.
It is impossible for the former to take off his clothes, but it is okay for the latter to be shirtless.
Lin Ming's divine text with the word "healing" happened to be able to heal people through clothes.
convenient!
So, Lin Ming started his performance.
One injured person after another recovered under his treatment very quickly, far more powerful than other professional doctors.
Outside the tent, beside a square table, Xiao Hansheng had been observing Lin Ming since he woke up.
After looking at it for a long time, he patted Xiao Chuyang, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Chief Lin Ming, you have a lot of purple divine inscriptions?"
"I don't know," Xiao Chuyang shrugged, "Anyway, I've seen more than three of them."
Damn! ! !
Xiao Hansheng was shocked in his heart, but his face was tense.
"The purple divine inscriptions are rare in five hundred years. They are used for healing. Not bad. When combined with other purple divine inscriptions, they are extraordinary...Son, you have to make good friends with him."
Xiao Chuyang rolled his eyes at him, "Dad, Lin Ming is already my eldest brother. He has more than just a purple divine inscription."
Immediately afterwards, the father and son talked in detail for a while.
Xiao Hansheng became more and more shocked as he listened, his eyes widened, "He..."
Without noticing, he choked on his own saliva.
"Cough cough cough..."
After coughing several times in succession, Xiao Hansheng sighed: "That's it, that's it. No wonder the old marshal cares about him so much."
"I have seen people with great talents, but I have never seen anyone as responsible as him."
"If it were those proud men of Heaven in the Imperial Capital, they would never take risks for others. Jiang Tao and Xue Wuchang are in a stalemate. Those proud men of Heaven would definitely smash Jiang Tao's head, but Young Master Lin Ming would not. He was willing to take risks and take responsibility."
After a pause, Xiao Hansheng put his hands on Xiao Chuyang's shoulders, looked into each other's eyes, and said seriously: "Remember, you must treat Lin Ming with sincerity."
"Of course!" Xiao Chuyang touched his forehead.
Xiao Hansheng shook his head, "No, you don't know what true sincerity is. Let me show you."
After saying this, he led Xiao Chuyang to Lin Ming.
After Lin Ming had treated one person, Xiao Hansheng said, "Master Lin, could you please take a moment to speak."
