Zhui Ming's injuries were so serious that Ruthless wanted to send him home before the case was closed. In order to prevent the enemy from pinching him as a "soft persimmon", he also asked Si Jiantong to send him off.

After treating Zhuiming with the "Sheng Zi Jue", Nan Xing took out a needle and thread in his cold-blooded eyes: "Let's sew up the wound."

The serious injury that cut directly into the shoulder blade from the shoulder, if the strength is stronger, the whole arm may have to be removed.

Zhui Ming has always known about Nan Xing's ability, and has seen her stitch neatly on pork and mutton.Now the meat to be sewed has become my own, which really feels a bit awkward.

Leng Xue is the person who is most familiar with this kind of suturing technique. His martial arts style is desperate, and it is rare that he is not injured.This method of suturing wounds is very useful to him, and now he can suture many wounds by himself.

The reason why Leng Xue pushed Zhui Ming out was naturally not the pain of suturing, but the feeling of the needle and thread shuttling between his skin and flesh. It was so hot and uncomfortable.Cold-blooded also took many stitches to get used to it.

Sure enough, Zhui Ming's grinning appearance entertained Nan Xing and Leng Xue very well.The look of the two snickering entertained Zhui Ming again.In short, a group of harmony.

The same goes for Iron Hands.He ate a flying cymbal in his loin, which left a deep gash.Hearing Zhui Ming's painful cries from time to time next door, I couldn't sit still, so I came to join in the fun.

Wuqing was the least injured. An iron thorn pierced his left rib, which was equivalent to being stabbed and hurt his lung.Fortunately, the "red medicine" was applied urgently afterwards, otherwise he would have to lie down for half a month.

Needing stitches anyway, Nan Xing forced him to come too.So Tieshou and Wuqing looked at each other wryly as they listened to Zhuiming's clenched teeth but couldn't stop gasping for breath.

The more responsive they were, the happier Nan Xing was. He slowly pulled the thread with his hands, making the stitching process even longer.

Knowing Nan Xing's bad taste, Wu Qing decisively changed the subject: "I thought I'd see you only when I arrived in the capital. Su Mengzhen's illness has been cured?"

"Cure?" Nan Xing rolled his eyes at him: "You really think highly of me. With his broken body, he has several diseases called 'terminal diseases'. Your stomach is weak enough. Compared with him, I'm as strong as a bull. Even if I compare with my body before you didn't know me, it's not as good as it is. It's just that I have been treated by many doctors, and I have an old tree to protect me, and I have developed a very good internal strength. A combination of multiple approaches has allowed his body to form a very delicate balance, just to keep him alive. Unless I use my "Sheng Zi Jue" to slowly raise him, or try to eat a "Da Kuai Ginseng", otherwise the world will No one dared to say they could 'cure' him."

Wuqing felt a little emotional: "I knew he was seriously ill, but I didn't expect it to be this serious."

Nan Xing said: "Seeing him dying from illness and trying his best not to swallow that breath, I'm really touched."

"Moved?" He looked at her ruthlessly.

Nan Xing nodded: "Yes, I'm touched, and I feel a little pity for him. But when I think of him as the owner of the building, it's my turn to feel sorry for him. I'd better feel sorry for him slightly."

With a heavy twitch of his hand, the catgut quickly passed through the flesh, causing Zhui Ming to let out another exclamation.

Feeling relieved, Nan Xing rushed to see Su Mengzhen before, and Wu Qing regretted it not long after he left. There is always a feeling of sending a soft and soft little sister (female) sister (son) to the wolf nest feeling.Fortunately, the little white rabbit is not a real little white rabbit, one who is unhappy can tear down the wolf's den.

After finishing the sewing, Tie Shou was already winking at Ruthless.Facts have proved that when the little girl thinks about other things, she really doesn't have the mood to torment others.

Wuqing received the signal from Tieshou, and said slowly: "Uncle Shi told you about the 'Thirteen Murderers'?"

Nan Xing put on the needle and began to sew up the iron hand's wound: "You know again."

Ruthlessly sneered: "If you look at our wounds and don't claim to take revenge, then you must know the relationship with the 'Thirteen Murderers', and you haven't thought about how to 'revenge'."

Nan Xing really had a lot of sharp hands: "You guessed it right."

Ruthlessly said: "This is very good, I will take revenge, and you can heal our wounds and illnesses."

Nan Xing's subordinates paused, "I'm not a healer who can only hang pots to help the world, but in the battle of 'Yancheng', the blood on my hands is probably more than the four of you combined, and no one died in my hands." There must be hundreds of people." Slow down, "I think this is good now. If there are bad people that can't be solved, I will help you. If I can't figure it out and don't know what to do, you can help me. Don't always Thinking of raising me as a little lady from an ordinary wealthy family, I am very powerful."

The ruthless hand loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened, and finally said: "Okay."

The scalp numb from the iron hand being sewn, he joked: "Jiujiu is indeed right, senior brother really deserves you to say 'little daddy'."

Nan Xing looked at Tie Shou, Zhui Ming and Leng Xue with a "everyone understands" look, and everyone returned the same look to her.

"Little Daddy" is already a euphemistic and euphemistic term, Nan Xing originally wanted to call Wuqing "Little Mother", but in the end he was afraid of being beaten, so he called him "Little Daddy" instead.

Now, even the cold-blooded face is clear. When Wu Qing said those words to Nan Xin just now, he really had a "motherly heart".

Ruthless knew that they must not have thought of anything good, but seeing that everyone was happy, he let them go.

The ruthless wound was narrow and deep, and even hurt his lungs. After careful consideration, Nan Xing decided not to suture his flesh, but to apply "red medicine" externally and then use "Shengzi Jue" to repair it.

After using all available treatments, Nan Xing solemnly bowed to the four of them: "Thank you brothers for helping me and protecting me."

The four of them looked at each other and accepted her gift without any excuse.

Nan Xing is a boudoir, and her posture is elegant and dignified. She looks like a lady at this meeting.But after saluting, he raised a smiling face: "I'm done thanking, it's time for brother Yu'er to thank me~"

Wuqing had already guessed what she was going to say next, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

After Nan Xing had sold enough of Guan Zi, he grasped it in the void and pulled out a pair of prosthetic limbs made of unknown material.When this thing was taken out, everyone was taken aback.Because it is so realistic, as if it was growing on a human body just now.

Nan Xing handed it to Wu Qing: "Look, it is made according to your skin color. If this thing is not suppressed, it can completely replace the limbs, and it is even better than the original one. But here, it is not easy to do it. It can be used as a useful prosthesis. Brother Yu'er, try it?"

These legs have fair complexion, well-proportioned flesh and bones, and delicate feet.It feels like skin and flesh to the touch, and you can even see pores when you look closely.

Ruthlessly, An Nai was excited, "Okay."

Nan Xing pressed the blood-stained cloth strip specially left by Wu Qing when he changed the dressing on the prosthetic limb: "Even if it can't play its full role, just stain some blood to recognize its owner. This thing can be regarded as a 'magic weapon'."

Wu Qing knew that Nan Xing had a lot of miraculous things, so he sat obediently and cooperated with her movements.Not to mention, after being stained with blood, the legs felt faintly warm.Nan Xing Gang dressed Wuqing well, and it fit perfectly with his own body. If everyone hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would even think that Wuqing was reborn from a severed limb.

Wuqing stood up under everyone's expectant eyes, slowly took steps, and stood firmly, with joy beyond words.He bowed and said, "Jiujiu, thank you very much." He bowed emptyly again, "Thank you also to that senior."

Nan Xing happily said, "He knows."

Qingtong was a Dharma cultivator before, so she was not good at refining weapons.In order to make this pair of prosthetic limbs, I don't know how much thought and materials have been spent in the past few years.It is because there are so many things in Nanxing's "mustard seeds" that it can withstand his consumption.

And after refining a small mountain of waste, Qingtong finally made this pair of prosthetic limbs.

In their world, many people are willing to find tools to cultivate and make puppets. Puppets are not only the most loyal servants, but also helpers in fighting. Advanced puppets can even fight against the catastrophe for their masters.

And this kind of limb-shaped magic weapon is much simpler than refining a puppet, but what Nan Xing wants is not a simple prosthetic limb that can stand and walk.It is something that will not cause inconvenience to Rurui's use of lightness kung fu, and can even assist him to become stronger.

I haven't said anything yet, but Qingtong has realized on her own that she just wants to look good.It's good to see the fairy air fluttering, and it's good to match that young master.Under Fang Tiandao's pressure, he tried to restore the control of his calves and feet as much as possible, and it was difficult for Qingtong to practice this method.

After Wuqing put it on, he just felt miraculous. He could even move his toes and change the shape of the soles of his feet.When touching this prosthetic limb, I actually feel like my own limbs are being touched.For a moment, he also felt that his legs that were chopped off when he was young had come back.

Although I haven't walked for many years, my footsteps are sloppy, and I walk a little shaky.But it is already foreseeable that after training, he will be able to walk as usual.

Nan Xing looked at the sky: "It's getting late today, let's all go back to the room and have a good rest. Brother Yu'er will also heal his injuries first, and there will be plenty of time for you to practice walking in the future."

Ruthlessly calmed down and sat back in the wheelchair: "Okay."

Therefore, Zhui Ming was the only person who was prolonged to be stitched up. He squeezed his unshaven chin and said, "I don't think it's balanced."

Nan Xing reached out and poked the iron hand: "Brother Xia Xia, let me sew a few more stitches for you."

Tieshou rolled his eyes cooperatively.

Zhui Ming hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no..." He reached out and rubbed Nan Xing's hair, "Bad girl, can't you compensate me with some good wine?"

Nan Xing laughed and said, "That's so boring!" Then he looked at Zhui Ming's dumpling-like shoulders, "Besides, you have such a serious injury, how can you drink alcohol. Oh, I saved the best 'Treading Snow and Looking for Plum Blossoms' Ah, this weather is the most comfortable to drink. After a while, I have to eat it with stewed tofu, sauced beef, spicy lotus root slices, white sliced ​​chicken and dry fried small yellow croaker, and then cut a 'sai ginseng' to clear the mouth."

Even though the four brothers were not hungry, they still swallowed their saliva as she said.

Nanxing: Hahahaha

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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