Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

In the last chapter of the book, Tu Nian was injured and needed medical treatment urgently.

"Okay, then he can watch it if he wants. But everyone else has to get out, otherwise I would rather rely on self-healing."

Turning over to face the wall, Tu Nian pursed his lips and demanded. Even if she could accept the doctor's parental attitude, this was her final bottom line.

Nie Yanchen did not respond immediately, but glanced sideways at Litsea Cubeba. After all, he was the attending physician.

Litsea Cubs nodded: "I will call someone in if necessary."

With his words, Nie Yanchen calmly greeted the others and said, "Everyone, get out."

There was nothing wrong with the other people. They were all medical cultivators and medicine cultivators. They were very familiar with Litsea Cubeba's medical skills. Naturally, they wouldn't think anything would go wrong if they left the matter to him. However, Chu Qiurong was very confused and walked away. He hesitated, looking back three times.

After hesitating for a while, he grabbed Nie Yanchen and said, "How about I call Qin An over? She's probably still idle at the moment..."

"Nonsense." Nie Yanchen gave him a look, "Qin An only has a golden elixir cultivation level and is still a medicine cultivator. How can he switch to Litsea Cubeba, a Nascent Soul medical cultivator?"

Chu Qiurong frowned, "But Master, Shan Liangzi is a man no matter what. My junior sister has not left the cabinet yet, so this is somewhat inconvenient."

Nie Yanchen clicked his tongue and turned his head. Seeing his hopeless look, he took a deep breath, grabbed his ears and walked out the door, "I think you are really lost. I have to reinforce this with you today." The principles of medical cultivation cannot be followed.”

"Come, tell me what is necessary and what is not necessary for monks to practice medicine..."

Nie Yanchen just taught Chu Qiurong a lesson and went out, followed by the others, leaving Tu Nian, who was half leaning on the bedside, speechless.

"Their drama is too much."

"It's okay." Shan Liangzi said, "It's much better than other sects."

Tu Nian turned his head and asked curiously: "Have you ever stayed in other sects?"

"I've tried several, but none are as good as snow. Lie down."

Litsea Litsea opened the bed curtains and sat next to Tu Nian, then took out a few silver needles from her waist.

"hiss."

Watching him take out the shining silver needle, which was as long as an adult man's palm, Tu Nian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and subconsciously shrank into the bed, "Isn't it just some skin trauma? No need for acupuncture."

"It's not my decision. It depends on the injury." Litsea Litsea said, reaching out to retrieve her body, and then neatly lifted up the fabric around her waist.

The temperature of the other person's fingertips was lower than Tu Nian's body temperature. He touched her waist vaguely, making her shiver instinctively. The wound rubbed against the fabric of her clothes. The pain immediately penetrated her brain and sparked a flash of pain in the corner of her eyes. Tears.

"Brother, be gentle!" Tu Nian cried out in pain.

Where's the doctor's parental heart as promised? Is this guy's hands made of iron? He doesn't strike lightly or harshly!

"It won't hurt if you don't move around."

Litsea Litsea gave her a faint response, and continued the inspection as usual. Finally, it took some time, and Tu Nian screamed in pain before ending the examination.

After simply cleaning up the blood stains on Tu Nian's body, Litsea Litsea said: "Okay, there is no big problem with your body. Except for the sword wound on the side of your waist, which damaged the meridians, the rest of the area is just skin trauma. It's just a visual injury. It’s just scary.”

Bracing himself in a cold sweat from the pain, Tu Nian lay there with empty eyes, "I now take back what I said before."

Litsea Litsea looked at her, "What are you talking about?"

Tu Nian said feebly: "Sure enough, self-healing is too conservative. If I encounter you healing me again next time, I will wait for death."

Litsea Ligusticum said: "It's an exaggeration. This is really not a difficult medical treatment. If it's really serious, you can scrape the bones and treat the poison."

Listening to him openly and secretly mocking her for being pretentious, Tu Nian rolled her eyes and said, "How about you treat yourself next time?"

Just standing and talking doesn't hurt my back.

"It's been treated, just so-so."

He replied casually as if he didn't understand Tu Nian's strange mood, and then he didn't know how to operate it. He flicked his fingers, and a few drops of water lingered on his fingertips, and then spread along his fingertips to his entire palm, like a glove. It seemed to be attached to his skin.

"But then again, you still have to give this injection, otherwise the other party's spiritual power will be attached to your wound, and over time it will easily enter the body along the meridians and cause damage.

As he spoke, he held up a few silver needles. Tu Nian looked at them tremblingly, then turned his face away, burying his head in the pillow as if he was looking down upon death, and said in a trembling voice, "You can make this easier for me." some."

Litsea Ligusticum sank deeply, but said without replying: "Shout out if it hurts, and I'll try my best to help you with some magic to relieve the pain."

"..."

With his head buried like an ostrich, Tu Nian only regretted that he had not died in Xiao Yunxiang's hands just now.

"Ow—"

"Easer--"

The sound insulation effect of the room was not as good as expected. Tu Nian's screams were clearly heard by a group of people waiting outside Nie Yanchen's room. Those who didn't know thought that something terrible happened inside.

One of the medical cultivators coughed lightly and said tentatively: "Should we avoid it first? Judging from Tu Nian's injury, it should probably be enough to keep Litsea Cubs busy for a while."

Chu Qiurong said anxiously: "No matter what you avoid, I told you that they are alone and alone..."

"In this case, you should disperse first."

Without giving Chu Qiurong a chance to speak, Nie Yanchen said to everyone: "I think he is enough for one person. Just prepare what you need for tomorrow's trial."

Several medical cultivators snickered at Chu Qiurong's impatience and left one after another. Chu Qiurong turned his head and was about to shout at Nie Yanchen, but the latter poked his head first with his finger, anticipating his shouting.

"Don't be upset, there's still work to do."

After poking him, Nie Yanchen put his hands behind his back and walked out of the room. Chu Qiurong rubbed the painful head and followed reluctantly, saying, "What else is there?"

"You know it's useless to worry about it."

Nie Yanchen glanced at him and said, "It's one thing to govern people. Doesn't the culprit need to be dealt with?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Qiurong's eyes darkened instantly, "Of course it must be resolved, and it must be resolved together with the past grievances."

Not only for Tu Nian and Xu Ziqiao, but also for the fact that he had endured his anger for so many years, Xiao Yunxiang must come to an end today.

Withdrawing his gaze, Nie Yanchen turned his attention to the room at the end of the corridor, "Besides, Yuqing's group is not the only ones who need to be dealt with right now."

……

"Squeak".

Dizzy and woke up by the sound of opening the door, Xiao Yunxiang opened his eyes and looked at the top of the snow-white silk bed with some confusion, "Where am I?"

He murmured, struggling to control his body to sit up, but found that he was tied to the bed by a golden rope, and as he struggled, the rope became tighter and tighter.

"Hey, I finally woke up. I thought you were going to sleep until tomorrow."

In panic, Xiao Yunxiang saw Chu Qiurong's harmless smiling face appearing in his sight.