Knowing that saving people would consume his witchcraft power, affect his realm, and even indirectly affect the future confrontation between the witch sect and the medical family, Wu Yi only hesitated for a second or two and immediately cast another witchcraft on the injured person.
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This is a "rejuvenation spell", in which traces of witchcraft turn into wisps of vitality and blend into the injured person's body silently.
In Wu Yi's eyes, the injured person's life became brighter and he finally stabilized. As long as he was no longer hurt, the injured person's life was considered saved.
In order to save this life, Wu Yi lost three drops of witchcraft power. The witchcraft power that was originally condensed into a ball became a little loose due to the loss, and it seemed that it would split at any time.
However, Wu Yi didn't care too much and turned to another injured person. This was a man whose arm was twisted at a weird angle. He had fainted due to severe pain. If his arm was not reset as soon as possible, he might be injured.
Leave a lifelong disability.
Wu Yi walked up to him, squatted down and inspected it carefully, frowning slightly.
The arm can be reset using ordinary bone-setting techniques, but it cannot guarantee 100% recovery. If you want to be on the safe side, you have to lose a drop of witchcraft power.
After sighing, Wu Yi used the witchcraft power in his Dantian without any hesitation and began to treat the injured arm.
For all he has done, he is afraid that he will not get any reward, but will have to pay a huge price.
But Wu Yi felt at ease because he had been thinking about a question, what is witch?
During his years in the mountains, apart from learning witchcraft from the old man and crawling around with bears, Wu Yi spent most of his time reading. He read all kinds of yellowed thread-bound books and read all kinds of books about witchcraft.
I have been collecting information and reading the stories of my ancestors, and I have been thinking about a question.
What is witch?
In fact, there are no witches or doctors in the world. Witchcraft and medicine are one and the same. Witches are doctors and doctors are witches.
It was not until the natural changes thousands of years ago that witchcraft lost its source of power that more witch doctors chose external means to treat illnesses.
The split between witch doctors and witch doctors also started from that time, witches no longer were doctors, and doctors no longer were witches.
But at the heart of the witch, he is still a doctor. Among the hundreds of witchcraft that have been passed down to this day, more than 70% are used to treat illnesses. The blood of medicine still flows in the blood vessels of witches, and has not been erased by time.
Wu Yi deeply understands this truth, so he has never been willing to think that he is just a witch. He prefers to call himself "witch doctor".
With the skills of witchcraft and the practice of medicine, this is him.
Since he is a doctor, how could he not save someone when he saw an injured person? Even if he had to pay a price, it would not affect his judgment.
Wuli surged and poured into the injured's muscles and bones. Wu Yi's palm quickly pinched a section of the bone, and there was a crisp "click" sound, and all the injured's broken bones reset. Wuli sneaked into the wound.
, began to quickly heal the broken bones and torn muscles of the injured. At this rate, the function of the arm would be restored to its original state in less than three months.
After treating two injured people in a row, Wu Yi spent four drops of witchcraft power. The condensed witchcraft power in his dantian finally gradually dispersed and turned into dozens of messy drops of water.
Wu Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and suddenly there was an exclamation from behind him. He looked back and couldn't help but be shocked.
I saw that all the policemen were dumbfounded, looking straight at a figure.
The figure had already penetrated deep into the collapsed steel frame, and saw that the steel bars in front of him were like tangled grass, but he grabbed the two ends of the steel bars with disapproving hands, and did not see how to exert force, and the steel bars immediately fell away.
It was twisted like a twist, and he forced a way out.
That's not twists, it's steel bars! Even the champion of the World's Strongest Man Competition doesn't have such terrifying brute strength, right? Many policemen saw it clearly and couldn't believe their eyes!
Is this still a human being? The Superman in the movie is nothing more than that, right?
Wu Yi could see clearly that the figure who entered deeply was Xue Zhen.
The Black Dragon King Xue Zhen is a powerful person in the witch sect second only to Wu Yi. Between preserving his witchcraft power and saving a life, his and Wu Yi's choices are surprisingly similar.
Perhaps when you practice witchcraft to a certain level, you will have the same state of mind, which is a kind of respect for heaven, earth and life. Every living being is the favor of heaven and earth, and the existence of witchcraft is to make this favor continue.
, let heaven, earth and living beings coexist harmoniously.
This is a responsibility, this is an obligation, and this is also a kind of belief! Wu Yi and Xue Zhen embarked on this road involuntarily. And next, they also hope that more people will embark on this road and keep going!
It’s just that this road is long and long, spanning five thousand years and 80,000 miles. How many times have the witch sect risen and fallen? How many people can actually complete it?
Wu Yi was stunned for a moment, and Xue Zhen pulled apart a few more steel bars and approached an injured person. He leaned over and used both hands to lift a pile of twisted steel frames that were pressing on the injured person's thighs. He exerted force on both arms. The estimated weight
The steel frame, which weighed more than 1,000 kilograms, was lifted up several inches!
"Why are you still standing there? Come in and save people!" Xue Zhen shouted.
Many policemen woke up at this moment, and without bothering to study Xue Zhen's magical power, they carefully got into the passage opened by Xue Zhen one by one and dragged the injured person out.
When the injured person was brought out, his breath was very weak, his leg had been broken, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he didn't know how much blood he had lost. Even a person who knows nothing about medical knowledge can clearly see at this moment,
This man can't hold on much longer.
"When will the ambulance arrive?" A policeman was yelling into the phone receiver, his voice almost hoarse. "If we don't come, we will be gone!"
The person on the other side probably mentioned a reason like a traffic jam, but the policeman cursed and almost dropped his cell phone.
After he finished cursing, he turned around and saw someone squatting next to the injured person.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The policeman was surprised. "This man is seriously injured. Don't move around and wait for the doctor to come!"
"By the time the doctor came, he was already dead." It was Wu Yi who came, speaking lightly. Without any pause in his hand movements, he tore open the injured man's pants with one finger and pressed
Go down and hold the aorta just above the wound to slow down the blood flow.
"Are you a doctor?" The policeman asked with some surprise when he saw that Wu Yi was very skillful in his movements.
"That's right." Wu Yi responded with his usual vague answer, "Here you go, help lift his legs!"
The policeman hesitated for a moment, then knelt down and did as Wu Yi said.
"He lost too much blood, and now he is most afraid of hemorrhagic shock and organ failure." Wu Yidao, "I'm going to take some unconventional measures, don't be afraid later!"
Before the police could figure out what "unconventional means" were, Wu Yi had already started. His hands suddenly turned into fists and he hit the injured person with "bang bang bang"!
The punches hit the flesh, and the sound of the fists hitting the flesh was very dull, like a boxer beating a sandbag.
The policeman was stunned and forgot to stop him for a moment. What was he doing? Was it because he didn't die quickly enough?
After staying for three to five seconds, the policeman woke up and said in surprise: "Hey, what on earth are you doing! Stop it!"
"Don't move, lift his feet and don't let go! Don't worry, if he dies, I will be responsible!" Wu Yi's forehead has already seen beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and they are dripping down his cheeks.
.Every time he punches, a trace of witchcraft power turns into life force and merges into the injured person's body, penetrating into a certain organ.
The policeman was stunned when Wu Yi yelled at him. He was a little confused about what he should do.
After this hesitation, Wu Yi punched him again!
After more than a dozen punches, every organ of the injured person has been nourished by vitality, avoiding the danger of failure. As long as this state can be maintained, he can at least wait until the ambulance arrives.
"Huh..." Each punch consumed a lot of witchcraft power, and a full four drops disappeared from the Dantian.
The effect was obvious. The injured person who had been motionless just now suddenly trembled slightly. Two black lines of blood suddenly flowed from his nose. His breathing gradually became stronger, and his chest began to rise and fall.
Wu Yi said to the police: "Keep raising his leg and let them transfuse blood immediately after the ambulance arrives."
With that said, he got up and went to treat another injured person.
The police wanted to say something, but they remained silent. Although Wu Yi's "unconventional methods" were a bit scary, they were very effective. He didn't dare not listen.
There were about a dozen injured people. Except for the two deceased who had completely lost their vital signs, the injuries of the others were not optimistic.
Especially the seriously injured people who were trapped inside, even though Xue Zhen, the "human excavator", was opening the way, it was difficult to rescue them for a while.
Wu Yi could only wait outside, rescue and treat one by one. The policemen also saw his magic. No matter how serious the injury was, they could regain some consciousness after being given a slap in his hand. This
The technique is simply amazing!
But except for Wang Youdong and a few other members of the witch sect, no one knows how much Wu Yi has paid. He is consuming the witch power he has accumulated over this period of time, which has a great impact on his realm.
"Master Yi..." Wang Youdong saw Wu Yi sweating profusely and knew that Wu Yi was wasting himself to save others, so he couldn't help but want to give some advice.
"I know what you want to say..." Wu Yi didn't even raise his head, "Human life is the most important thing!"
Wang Youdong became silent and turned around to help the police rescue people.
Human life is the most important thing. From ancient times to the present, the consensus between witches and doctors on this point has not changed.
The earliest witch doctor was the spokesperson for human beings to fight against life, old age, illness and death!
This kind of struggle is a long road that has existed since the birth of mankind. It will continue forever in the future.
But whoever inherits this path is a witch or a doctor?
It’s a long road, and no one knows the answer until we get to the end! (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
