"Purple disciple, take out what I want you to prepare and boil it with the herbs you brought, and then bring a plate of clean concoction."
Walking to the bedside, Zi Tong ordered again.
Zitu agreed and walked out of the room, then came back a moment later with a plate of steaming concoction in his hand.
Zi Tong carefully washed her hands with the concoction, wiped her hands and stood beside the bed.
"You three, please listen to my instructions completely now. Don't disturb me until I complete the operation."
Then, she stretched out her right hand.
"Purple disciple, scissors!"
The purple disciple had already washed his hands and handed over the scissors that had been disinfected with medicinal juice.
Taking the scissors, Zi Tong directly cut a round hole in the cotton towel covering Meng Fusheng's body, exposing the area that needed surgery.
Putting the scissors aside, Zitong stretched out his palm again.
"Needle!"
The purple disciple handed over the golden needle.
Pricking more than a dozen golden needles into Meng Fusheng's back one by one, Zi Tong stretched out his right hand again.
"knife!"
The amethyst scalpel was placed in her palm, purple flowers flashed in her purple pupils, and she looked intently at Meng Fusheng's back, and Meng Fusheng's skin became transparent little by little.
Looking at the injured bone, Zi Tong grasped the handle of the knife.
"Weiyang, blessing technique!"
Wei Yang waved his hand, and a white light appeared, covering Meng Fusheng's body.
Last time, Zi Tong had already felt the power of Weiyang's Blessing Technique. This power was enough to support Meng Fusheng's body and prevent any bad situation from happening in a short period of time.
After spotting the location, Zi Tong sharply cut the knife. Because of the golden needles sealing the acupoints and Wei Young's blessing technique, there was no heavy bleeding.
Cutting open the flesh bit by bit, Zi Tong carefully separated the bones and flesh, and straightened Meng Fusheng's displaced spine.
Beside, the three men's attention was all focused on her hands. In the flesh and blood, her green-white fingers were like holy lotuses.
Every move, including the first time she performed the knife, Zi Tong was extremely cautious.
There are complex nerve bundles in the human spine. If you are not careful, Meng Fusheng will be paralyzed for life. After making sure that everything has been corrected to perfection, she spoke again.
"Beichen!"
Raising his right hand, Beichen used the fingers of his left hand to lightly cut open his palm.
Blood dripped from his palm and fell drop by drop on Meng Fusheng's spine.
Where the blood fell, the spine and surrounding skin grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and everything was recovering quickly. With his own clairvoyance eyes, Zipu could clearly see that in Meng Fusheng's spine, the bones that had been compressed and lost
The vital nerve bundles are also expanding little by little and regaining their vitality.
She did not dare to neglect, and was busy closing the separated skin and flesh layer by layer. As Beichen's blood dripped, the skin and flesh miraculously healed and recovered.
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Until, the outermost layer of skin and flesh has all returned to its original state.
Zi Tong breathed a sigh of relief and neatly put away the golden needle on Meng Fusheng's back. She didn't bother to wipe the sweat on her forehead. She immediately grabbed Beichen's bleeding palm and grabbed a cotton towel to press it.
Cover his wounds.
"Zitu, give me the hemostatic medicine!"
"Don't worry, that guy's wound will heal on its own, there's no need for you to bandage it!" Weiyang put away her right hand that was raised in the air, pretending to be weak, "Ah, my head feels so dizzy, okay
Tongtong, come and help me!"
Zi Tong ignored Wei Yang and was still struggling with his energy. This guy was obviously very energetic, so how could he be dizzy?
However, Wei Yang's words reminded Zi Tong, and she raised her hand to remove the cotton towel that was pressing Beichen's wound. Sure enough, she saw that his wound was already recovering quickly, much faster than Meng Fusheng's recovery speed.