Those who came were Zhang Xuan, Doctor Xiangcheng, Ning Youan and his family, and a group of men in black of unknown origin. The leader was an old woman with gray hair. She looked very old, but she was quite energetic.
Time was urgent, and Shen Qingqing did not bother to introduce each other. The teams met each other and began to treat the wounded.
Meng Yuan immediately found Tuanzi lying behind the rocks. His eyes were closed and he was still asleep. Fortunately, he was still breathing.
Meng Yuan couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and quickly called Zhang Xuan to come to the rescue, "Doctor Zhang, please see how he is doing."
"Here we come." Zhang Xuan ran over without even bothering to wipe his hands, followed by Ning Youan who was carrying a medicine box.
Seeing the person lying on the ground, Ning Youan was startled, and his head went blank for a moment, "He, how..."
Meng Yuan looked at him guiltily and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, he got into trouble because he saved me."
Ning You'an tilted his head, suppressed the raging tears, and said in a trembling voice: "It doesn't matter, he is stupid and blessed, and he will be fine."
He spoke easily, but his eyes never dared to look at Tuanzi again.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xuan could be heard sighing, "Oh, it wasn't the right place to pierce, why did it hit the heart?"
It hit the heart...
The tears in Ning Youan's eyes could no longer be controlled, and they fell slowly. As soon as the tears hit her cheeks, she heard Zhang Xuan say: "Fortunately, this kid has a lot of fat, so he blocked it, otherwise the Great Luo Immortal would also
It can’t be saved.”
Does this mean it's helpful?
Ning Youan quickly wiped away the tears on his face and asked: "Doctor Zhang, please rescue him. He hasn't held the little girl's hand yet, he can't die!"
"I don't want to hold the little girl's hand."
Tuanzi's weak voice suddenly sounded in the crowd. He squinted his eyes and looked at Ning Youan, grinning like a fool.
"I want to follow the young master and enjoy the good life for the rest of my life."
"You, you!" Ning Youan cried and laughed, "Okay, as long as you can survive this time, Zuixianlou will be your home from now on. You can eat whatever you want, and no one will care about you."
Tuanzi smiled and said, "Thank you, sir, you are so kind."
"Stop grinning like crazy." Zhang Xuan stuffed a wooden stick into his mouth, "Bite tight, I'm going to take care of the wound. Mr. Ning, pass me the wine!"
Before Tuanzi's wound was bandaged, Uncle Zhang staggered over again holding Luo Dashan.
Zhang Xuan glanced at the deep black blood stain on his abdomen, and his eyebrows stood up in shock, "Why don't you stop bleeding! Put him down quickly, stop the bleeding first."
Uncle Zhang carefully put the man down on his back. The moment he landed, he fainted from extreme exhaustion.
While Zhang Xuan was pruning and tearing off his clothes, he sighed in distress, "There's too much blood, I'm afraid I won't be able to save him."
"You can't save me because you're too stupid. Get out of the way and I'll do it!" The old woman who led the man in black lifted her clothes and pushed Zhang Xuan over.
"How can you, an old woman, be so rude?" Zhang Xuan struggled to get up from the pile of dead people and was so angry that he wanted to curse. When he lowered his head and saw her skillful acupuncture technique, he was stunned again.
Several silver needles entered the body, and the blood flow immediately stopped. Several more silver needles fell, and the comatose Luo Dashan slowly opened his eyes.
The old woman seemed not surprised by this, and said with a calm face: "Cheer up, I will bandage your wounds now." and continued to be busy.
Zhang Xuan, who was watching the whole process, was dumbfounded. He specializes in medicine and refining medicine, and only has a brief understanding of acupuncture. How could he not be excited when he met a master of acupuncture?
The old woman noticed his straight eyes and glanced up at him, "Save other people, why are you just standing there?"
"Go now." Zhang Xuan walked towards the other injured person. He was walking forward, but he couldn't bear to take his eyes away from the silver needle bag on the old woman's waist. He didn't become honest until he fell down.
The old woman neatly wrapped the gauze and quietly shook her head at Shen Qingqing, "The person you hired has good medical skills, but his brain doesn't seem to work very well."
Shen Qingqing couldn't help laughing, "Maybe he has never seen such a battle before and was frightened for a moment."
The old woman said seriously: "Oh, that means he is too timid."
A group of people have been busy for a while, but there are still many injured people at the scene who have not received treatment, but they are all with relatively minor injuries, so it doesn't matter if they wait for a while.
Lu Yan had just undressed and was about to bandage the stab wound on his shoulder when a spy lurking in Wuling County hurriedly reported that Qi Sheng's army had arrived in Wuling County and that the two parties were confronting each other on the city tower.
He tied back the clothes he had just untied, picked up the bloody sword at hand, and walked towards Meng Yuan, who was still busy among the crowd.
"Brother." He patted Meng Yuan on the shoulder, "There's something going on over there in Wuling County. My brothers and I are going over to provide support."
Meng Yuan calmly moved his shoulder away from his hand, shook the herbal bag in his hand and said, "Wait until I put the things away, and I will go with you."
"And me." Shen Qingqing, who was not far away, raised her hand.
Not long after, the army was repaired. Two thousand people were dead and injured, and only less than a thousand were left.
Lu Yan looked bitter, lowered his head and sighed: "Let's go, no matter what, we must give an explanation to the people of Wuling County."
As soldiers who defend their homeland and country, as long as they still have breath and as long as the war is not over, they should rush forward without hesitation. This is their duty.
"Don't sigh, Lieutenant General Lu, don't we still have a magic weapon to win?" Shen Qingqing raised her eyebrows and pointed to a group of puppets who were still standing guard on the top of the mountain.
Lu Yan was stunned, "Aren't they from Qi Sheng? Can we use them too?"
"What Qi Sheng people are, they are just a bunch of brats wearing human skin and not having any brains."
Shen Qingqing raised his hand and threw out three talismans. Under the urging of the talismans, the puppet started moving again and walked down the mountain with stiff steps.
Even if he has already seen this magical scene, Lu Yan can't help but sigh and be surprised when he sees it again: "Thankfully you are here, otherwise we really don't know what to do!"
"But I'm still late." Shen Qingqing glanced at the pile of corpses piled up in the distance, feeling hurt in her heart.
Meng Yuan noticed her abnormal mood and gently held her hand, "Don't be sad, you have done your best."
Shen Qingqing took a deep breath and suppressed the sadness in her heart, "Let's not talk about this anymore. When we get to the place later, don't go up yet... Doesn't Qi Sheng like to use puppets the most? It's his turn to try puppets this time.
The people are amazing!”
The Chen family was destroyed, Chen Bitian was dead, and no one could confront her anymore.
The army of puppets that Qi Sheng worked so hard to create will become the sharpest blade in her hand!
Lu Yan was infected by the confident edge in her eyes. He clenched his fist and said energetically: "Then Lu will keep his eyes open and wait to see Mrs. Shen perform on stage."