"Don't move, just be patient for a while, and you'll be fine soon." The sky was brightening, and in the office at the entrance of N City, Ye Wantong was carefully applying herbs to Di Cheng and suturing the wound carefully. As a poisonous woman from Miao territory,
She is proficient in all kinds of poison techniques and is familiar with the properties of various herbs, so she can naturally use medicine to save people. Moreover, Miao herbal techniques are more effective than some of the current medical techniques, otherwise she would not drive away the doctor and do it herself.
Di Cheng was lying on the temporarily modified hospital bed, clenching his front teeth as he endured Ye Wantong's "needling and threading". The effects of the herbs and the wound produced a real numbing sensation, and when mixed with the severe labor pain, the feeling was really not that good. Even Di Cheng
Cheng was very determined and couldn't help but moan loudly.
More than a dozen wounds criss-crossing the body were bandaged and wrapped one after another, making Di Cheng look more like a mummy. However, the blood and concoction that continued to seep out between the white bandages showed the seriousness of the trauma.
After all, in the midst of heavy siege, he killed thirty soul-burial members in a row, including two strong men comparable to Sha Lang. Even a true Amethyst strong man would not be able to do so easily.
"This is the last wound. Don't move. The problem here is very serious, and it also... hurts a bit." Ye Wantong carefully removed the temporary bandage on Di Cheng's right shoulder. The sight of bloody flesh made her feel nervous after walking out of Chixiang.
It was uncomfortable. After all, this was her lover. Even though his performance just now was very heroic, how could she not feel distressed when she saw so many wounds.
It's useless to just complain. They have chosen this road of struggle between life and death. What she has to do is try her best to help him recover as soon as possible.
"There won't be any hidden injuries, right? There seems to be no feeling in my right arm." Di Cheng asked weakly.
"Don't worry, no bones were injured, it's just paralysis caused by excessive blood loss." Ye Wantong carefully cleaned the wound, sutured it, applied herbs, and re-wrapped the bandage.
Although Wantong's movements were very gentle, the medicinal juice penetrated deeply into the flesh along the wound. The feeling was by no means as simple as pain. Di Cheng's pale face was as white as white paper, and he sweated heavily as his body twitched slightly.
And it kept sliding down, and traces of blood seeped out from between the clenched teeth.
Looking at Di Cheng's pain, Wantong felt even more distressed, and tears appeared in her eyes that had not been moistened for many years.
She held his hand tenderly and rubbed it gently, giving him warmth. Ye Wantong leaned down and kissed Di Cheng's lips, using her warmth to ease his pain.
Di Cheng reluctantly raised his tongue and responded silently, signaling Wantong not to worry. There were more than a dozen knife marks that were deep enough to reach the bone, and there were two bloody holes pierced by sharp claws. Perhaps they were not too big in that situation.
It feels like when you calm down and receive treatment, the pain... is like thousands of ants biting your body.
The only good thing is that none of these wounds touch the bones, and he can recover as long as he takes good care of himself. Otherwise, Di Cheng should really consider whether tonight's effort was worth it.
"Brother Cheng!" The door opened with a bang, and Wang Zhong rushed in quickly. But before he took two steps, he was stunned by the scene in the room. He coughed a few times and hurriedly exited.
Ye Wantong seemed not to notice, and continued to ease Di Cheng's pain with light kisses and tenderness. Until he got used to the effectiveness of the herbal medicine and his body stopped shaking, he left gently.
Refraining from her charm and coldness, Ye Wantong gently stroked Di Cheng's cheek and said comfortingly: "It will hurt a little now, but it will be fine soon. These herbs are very effective in healing wounds. As long as you take a good rest, at most half a
After a month, you will be able to move. Then I will change some herbs for you, and you will slowly get better without leaving even a scar."
Di Cheng held Wantong's soft little hand with his backhand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not that pretentious. I haven't suffered any injuries for so many years. My resilience is better than you think."
Ye Wantong smiled softly and pecked Di Cheng gently on the lips, then returned to her usual charming and cold style. "Wang Zhong, come in."
"Yes." Wang Zhong, who was waiting quietly outside the door, responded solemnly and walked in quickly, but this time his eyes were slightly lowered and he stopped looking directly to avoid seeing something he shouldn't have seen.
"What's the matter?" Di Cheng asked.
"Brother Cheng, here is some information." Wang Zhong's body was also covered with blood, both from his enemies and from his own. The continuous fighting brought him great pain and load, but his mental state was not bad at least.
Much better than Di Cheng.
"Talk about it."
"The first one is from the SX war zone. The identities of the four men in black who intercepted Commander Yang have been confirmed. They are..." Wang Zhong's eyes flickered and he said in a deep voice: "The four heads of the iron prison of Chixiang Prison: Zhang Yanxiao and Ni Dongxu
, Fu Xinglei.”
"Is it them?" Di Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and whispered to himself: "Did they all survive?"
"Zhou Shaohua..." Ye Wantong was also moved by this, the first head of the Iron Prison!
The only iron prison master in the history of Chixiang Prison who challenged the death row gravekeepers without defeat!
The Gravekeeper... was an existence that even my sister didn't have the confidence to challenge! But that day, Zhou Shaohua defeated the Gravekeeper to death on the day when the three prison guards gathered together, and won his supreme prestige!
"Why did he get involved in this underworld melee? There are also Zhang Xiaoyan, Ni Dongxu... If you add Diao Zun, the soul burial group is simply the epitome of Chixiang Prison." Ye Wantong's expression was solemn, only in Chixiang
Only those who have lived in prison can truly understand how powerful and terrifying the people inside are.
Di Cheng moved his fingertips slightly and pondered quietly. Soul burial group? Diao Zun, Zhou Shaohua! If it were just Diao Zun, he wouldn't think much about it, but if Zhou Shaohua is added to the mix...
How did they unite together? How did they get involved with the wolves? Considering the connection between Ma Hao and Yan Huafeng, who is leading this underworld melee?
Di Cheng has never met Ma Hao, but he can be 100% sure that Ma Hao will never be able to control Diao Zun and Zhou Shaohua. If Diao Zun can control Ma Hao... it may still be possible.
There was a sudden movement in his heart, and Di Cheng thought of some possibility, and his face gradually darkened.
"Will Zhou Shaohua follow Diao Zun? Can Diao Zun control Zhou Shaohua? Are the two of them willing to serve the wolves?" Ye Wantong asked three questions in succession, but it was obvious that the answers to the three questions were negative, and she vaguely grasped them.
Get the key to the problem.
"Continue." Di Cheng said.
"During last night's operation, Commander Yang and Xi Yuhuang made gains on both battlefields. On Commander Yang's side, the Earth Snake Dead Soldier Battalion took advantage of the chaos and attacked and killed Fu Xinglei. Zhou Shaohua and others were also seriously injured. Xi Yuhuang
On the other hand, three of the nine members of Langxiao who blocked him were killed in the battle, including the second commander of Langxiao, who was a strong man who was halfway to the gold level."
Di Cheng simply nodded and signaled Wang Zhong to continue. The news did not surprise him, and he could only be regarded as reluctantly satisfied.
"The second news came from the Thousand Eyes Troops. They secretly tracked the Soul Burial Group. The original purpose was to find Diao Zun's hiding place, but... just half an hour ago, around nine o'clock, the remnants of the Soul Burial Group were found.
The forty people suddenly dispersed into groups of six to nine people, making a total of six groups."
"Scattered? Where have they all gone?" Ye Wantong asked strangely. Diao Zun was also seriously injured. If he didn't take a good rest and adjust his breathing, what would he do?
"The Soul Burial Group is very vigilant. The Thousand Eyes Troop may be discovered and they dare not pursue it too closely. So... they lost the clue after they separated. Annie felt that something was wrong, so she reminded Brother Cheng to be more careful. They are stepping up their efforts.
Investigate." As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhong took out the third intelligence sheet, and then said: "I just received another intelligence here, from... from the spider web of Nongchao, which is the intelligence system controlled by Weng Yun's son Weng Xiaofeng.
.”
"Weng Xiaofeng?" Di Cheng became interested. He had always been very curious about Weng Yun's mysterious son. However, the intelligence system was almost exclusive to the trend. Apart from regularly providing intelligence to the gang, it basically never showed up. Its structure,
Its operations, and even its top leadership, are unknown to outsiders, and Weng Xiaofeng himself has not appeared in person for several years.
However, to be able to support such a large intelligence system and include the entire HN in applause, "Spider Web" is no ordinary person! Weng Xiaofeng himself is no ordinary person!
"Yes, it's Weng Xiaofeng. The information he sent is the same as Annie's, but... he gave a guess at the end of the message, a guess with a 90% probability."
"Tell me about it?"
"The six scattered teams of the Soul Burial Group have probably sneaked back to the front line again. As for what the purpose is and who the target is, Weng Xiaofeng said you should be able to determine."
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