She saw the most seriously injured monk in the entire hall at a glance, and then walked over.
She took out the elixir she had refined and helped the male monk who was seriously injured and dying to take it, and then helped him carefully clean up the blood and bandage his wounds, her movements were very skillful.
Gong Liang was shocked.
"Miss Ling, this boy is hopeless. Don't waste any more elixirs on him."
Ling Luo turned her head, with a confident curve on her lips, and said: "I said there is help, there will be help."
A quarter of an hour later.
Gong Liang was surprised to find that the male monk who was certain to die miraculously opened his eyes, his disordered breathing gradually stabilized, and his broken golden elixir began to recover.
"A miracle doctor!"
Gong Liang couldn't help but be filled with emotion.
"Ling Zhi, go and help Miss Ling quickly and start with her!"
"Yes, law enforcement elder."
The little medical girl, with a look of reverence on her face, walked to Ling Luo's side very respectfully, and willingly became a little medicine boy.
Been busy for five whole hours.
In the entire hall, seventy or eighty patients who were dying, seriously injured and almost incurable were all saved by Ling Luo's efforts to turn the tide.
Ling Luo didn't feel bad about the elixir.
Anyway, in the inner world, Mumu helped her cultivate it, and she could get as many elixirs as she wanted.
What's more important is that most of the people in this hall were injured because of themselves.
Although they didn't know it themselves, the one to two hundred evil cultivators with late Nascent Soul cultivation level and above who came to attack the Black Flame Mountains yesterday were all attracted by her.
She took advantage of the Black Flame Mountains.
So, now, helping them heal can be regarded as repaying some kindness.
After working for five hours, Ling Luo felt dizzy and sleepy again.
"Miss Ling?" Lin Zhi was the first to notice something strange about Ling Luo, and was shocked. She quickly reached out her hand to support her.
"Sorry, I have narcolepsy."
Ling Luo stretched out a hand and held her forehead.
"Narcolepsy?" Lin Zhi's eyes widened, "I have never heard of this disease before."
Ling Luo didn't explain much, she just grabbed Lin Zhi's hand, put it on her pulse, and let her check for herself.
Feeling the extremely weak pulse from her fingers, Lin Zhi was stunned: "Miss Ling, this -"
This is clearly the pulse of a dying person!
Ling Luo smiled weakly at Lin Zhi, then grabbed her hand and moved it to his heart.
There isn't any heartbeat.
Lin Zhi was completely frightened and retracted her hand in horror.
"I don't have much time left."
With a calm smile on her face, Ling Luo took out two bottles of elixir from the black jade space ring, handed it to Lin Zhi, and said, "Give these to the other wounded. I will go back and rest first, and come back tomorrow."
"Miss Ling, I'll see you off!" Lin Zhi stood up with a worried look on her face.
Ling Luo waved her hand.
Lin Zhi saw that the big black cat that had been lying on Ling Luo's shoulder jumped up and turned into a fire dragon that was more than ten thousand feet tall.
The black fire dragon flew away, carrying Ling Luo who was almost fainting.
Lin Zhi tightened her grip on the elixir bottle in her hand and did not catch up. She felt a pity for the frail figure who was gradually going away.
The heartbeat is gone, and the pulse is so weak, he must be dying. Elder Gong still wants to embarrass a dying person, it's really too much!