"Master Ye, the dog is domineering and provoked Master Ye. It is his own fault. Everything has nothing to do with Master Ye. Please believe in Master Ye's sincerity..." Jiang Yuheng was shocked, thinking that Ye Xiu was worried about him.
Because of his grudge against Jiang Ziyou, he refused to accept the sincerity of the Jiang family.
"No, no, no, I didn't mean that. I meant, maybe I can help him heal that place..." Ye Xiucancan said.
There was actually no major conflict between him and the Jiang family, or at least Jiang Yuheng. Even if it weren't for Jiang Yuheng, he wouldn't know the news about his father.
Now that he saw Jiang Yuheng in such miserable condition, he also felt compassion.
In addition, the person who captured his parents was probably the Blood Skull. This was a huge organization spanning many countries. If he wanted to get information about his parents from them or even rescue them, he himself would have to be strong enough.
If he can really get the sincere support of the Jiang family, it will be a big help to the growth of his strength.
"Really?" Jiang Yuheng looked at Ye Xiu in disbelief. In order to cure his son's function, he invited the best doctors and even several famous doctors from abroad, but the result was the same.
There was nothing he could do. Now, Ye Xiu actually told him that he could be cured?
"Yeah!" Ye Xiu nodded.
"Thank you very much, Young Master Ye, for disregarding the previous grudges. Young Master Ye is a great kindness. I, the whole Jiang family, will never forget it..." Jiang Yuheng burst into tears again and knelt down to Ye Xiu again.
Ye Xiu was embarrassed to always let a man in his fifties kowtow to him, so he quickly pulled Jiang Yuheng up from the ground.
"I need to take care of my friend's injuries first. You should go back to Zizhuyuan first. I will come over after I take care of these things..."
"Okay!" Jiang Yuheng looked at Nightingale, who had a sword stuck in her belly not far away. He secretly marveled at the woman's endurance, nodded, and turned around to leave.
From beginning to end, he never looked at his daughter again.
Ye Xiu naturally understood his mood and walked straight to Nightingale.
Nightingale's face did not change much from beginning to end, as if the sword was not inserted into her body at all. When she saw Ye Xiu coming over, she asked teasingly: "Can you heal wounds?"
"certainly……"
"Just treat it here?"
"Okay!" Ye Xiu nodded.
The environment here is a little worse, but Nightingale has been pierced through the lower abdomen after all, so she can't walk around with a sword stuck in her body. No matter how good her physical condition is, if time goes by, she may still have the root of the disease and even die.
Nightingale stopped talking and simply took off the outer leather jacket, and then personally tore open the elastic vest underneath, revealing the location of the wound.
What is exposed in this area is the majestic scenery!
Fortunately, Ye Xiu had already gotten used to the strange thing. He looked at the wound and found that although the wound was still bleeding, it was not bleeding like others, but was bleeding extremely slowly. This nightingale's body was indeed unusual.
Ye Xiu first took the silver needle from the car and inserted several needles into Nightingale's wound to stop the bleeding. He then took gauze and alcohol and put them aside, and then he grasped the hilt of the sword.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes!" Nightingale nodded, but her eyes were curiously looking at the few silver needles inserted near her wounds.
With the control over her body, she could control the muscles in subtle ways and seal the blood vessels, but she could only slow down the blood flow. Now Ye Xiu could completely stop the bleeding with just a few injections. This method was not simple.
Is this guy really a doctor?
Ye Xiu was not polite and did not regard Nightingale as an ordinary patient at all, and directly pulled out the long sword.
Finally, a muffled groan came from the nightingale's mouth.
His brows also wrinkled slightly.
Ye Xiu, however, quickly took out the cotton cloth soaked in alcohol and blocked the wound. He took out the silver needle with his other hand and inserted a few more needles. After the blood flow completely stopped, he took out the muscle nourishing Gu and sprinkled it on the wound.
On the front and back wounds.
In Nightingale's horrified eyes, the flesh and blood of the wound was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye?
"What kind of medicine is this?" Nightingale couldn't help but ask.
Such a magical potion is simply a life guarantee for people like them who live in the underground world.
"Elixir!" Ye Xiu didn't bother to explain to Nightingale and said casually.
As he spoke, he took out gauze and bandaged Nightingale.
"Can you give me a bottle?" Nightingale said with twinkling eyes.
"Okay!" Thinking that Nightingale was injured because of him, Ye Xiu nodded.
"How many more bottles can I give you?"
"..." Ye Xiu rolled his eyes wildly, this is not a cabbage on the street, you can have as much as you want.
The second senior brother sent a dozen bottles to you at the beginning, but he doesn't have many on hand now. It's not bad to give you one bottle. How many more bottles should I give?
"Hey, if it's too precious, then give me three bottles..."
"One bottle is compensation for your injury this time..." Ye Xiu was too lazy to talk nonsense to Nightingale, took out a bottle of muscle-building Gu and stuffed it into Nightingale's hand, turned around and walked towards the car.
Nightingale quickly put away the Muscle Gu and followed her while putting on her coat. The blood flow from her wound had completely stopped. According to her estimation, it might not take a few days to completely heal.
Longteng Kingdom deserves to have a civilization that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it even has such things.
"Aren't those corpses going to be disposed of?" Nightingale asked curiously as she followed Ye Xiu into the car.
"Someone will handle it, let's go back first!" Ye Xiu sighed softly.
Emperor Yun's death can be regarded as revenge for Yuan Wenhao and the others. However, after such an incident, the Wuxiang Sect suffered heavy losses and was left without a leader. How should we arrange those people next?
Also, if Yun Feiyang, the owner of Yunjian Building, knew that his son died tragically in his own hands, how would he react?
This matter needs to be discussed with the second senior brother.
He brought Nightingale back to his residence. Perhaps because he had consumed too much energy in the battle, Nightingale showed a rare tired look and went straight back to the room to sleep. However, Ye Xiu took out his cell phone and dialed the number of his second senior brother.
Telephone.
"Junior brother, are you still up so late?" The warm voice of the second senior brother came from the other end of the phone.
"Senior brother, today I killed another person from Yunjian Tower..." Ye Xiu compiled his words and said.
"Just kill them. Don't worry. Their skills are inferior to others and they deserve to die!" The voice on the other end of the phone was very nonchalant!
"But the dead guy seems to have a very high status in Yunjian Tower?" Ye Xiu said with some anxiety.
"How tall can it be? You kid, you can't possibly kill the young master!" The second senior brother opposite laughed.
"Well, it seems that the guy who died was really their young master, his name was Emperor Yun..."
"..." There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, obviously deeply shocked by Ye Xiu's news...