The gossip Jiang Sibai expected did not appear, and he was left to 'sew and mend' a tattered body.
This process is really painful.
Jiang Sibai first drained out all the fluid in Wuheng's abdominal cavity, and then took out her messed up intestines and sorted them out.
To be honest, watching others take out her intestines and sort them out, this woman's nerves are really strong.
"Your Majesty Little Demon Lord, are you counting my intestines?"
Wu Heng actually asked a question out of the blue, as if he was mocking himself.
Jiang Sibai said without raising his head: "That's right, a big part of your intestines is missing."
"But don't worry about this. The problem with your intestines is not big. Your biggest problem is that your uterus is gone."
Na Wuheng's eyes narrowed at that moment, and then he quickly lost consciousness.
Zhan Yingyue also changed his expression suddenly and said: "This... what should I do?"
Wu Heng lost his mind and said: "Mother, it doesn't matter. Anyway, my daughter is devoted to Taoism and has no plans to get married and have children."
After Jiang Sibai came back to his senses, he silently looked at the body in front of him...
It's really miserable.
There are many tear and bite marks not only on the abdominal cavity, arms, but also on the thighs.
It was like being thrown into a pack of wolves and being bitten for a while before being rescued.
If it were any later, this person would be eaten!
But this was someone else's business and Jiang Sibai didn't ask any more questions.
He just silently tidied up the abdominal cavity, and then used the dead wood to regenerate spring technique to close it.
In this way, the most serious trauma can be cured.
He looked at her broken arm and said, "Is there any elixir for regenerating bone and flesh?"
Zhan Yingyue shook his head and said, "No."
Jiang Sibai said, "Then wait a moment and I'll repair the stubble on your bones."
"You used a secret method to seal off your pain, right? Just hold on a little longer and wait until I've treated all your wounds before untying it."
Jiang Sibai said and continued to operate.
He directly pointed his sword and cut off the exposed bone stubble, and polished it a bit.
Then he used the technique of "Blooming Dead Trees in Spring" on the exposed wounds to quickly close them.
At the same time, he said: "Send a letter to Yingzhou Immortal Sect later and ask them to help you make an arm using machine skills."
Wu Heng had a cold expression and did not respond.
Jiang Sibai understands this very well. After all, this girl has undergone a sudden change, and I am afraid she has not yet accepted her terrible situation in her heart.
However, he would not take the initiative to do this kind of thing for others. After all, if he did it, it would be for his favor.
With her broken arm also being taken care of, Jiang Sibai directly breathed a breath of his pure Qi into her this time, and then said: "Okay, you can unlock your secret method."
"I guess it will hurt a lot, but it doesn't matter. I've already put your body together for you."
"But if you can't hold on, or if I think your reaction is too intense, I will let you fall asleep."
Wu Heng nodded, his pupils constricted a little.
Then suddenly, the originally determined eyes suddenly turned red, and bloodshot eyes appeared visibly to the naked eye.
Her whole body began to tremble non-stop, she even bit her gums and her mouth began to bleed again.
But even so, she remained silent.
But the way he gritted his teeth and endured the pain was still unbearable. Jiang Sibai hesitated slightly, then glanced at her...
Dream back!
The next moment, her eyes suddenly went blank and her whole body relaxed.
Jiang Sibai was a little surprised. He had just tried it casually and thought that if he could not enter the nightmare, the ability of the Nightmare King would be lost. Unexpectedly, this illusion ability was still there.
When Wuheng fell softly, Zhan Yingyue immediately came up to help his daughter up and held her in her arms.
Jiang Sibai could see the suppressed pity in the eyes of this heroic and weathered woman.
At this moment, Kong Qing's old woman's voice sounded: "I suggest you keep this child here."
Zhan Yingyue stared intently and asked, "Why, do you think I can't take care of my daughter?"
The old woman Kong Qing chuckled and said, "If you had known how to take care of your daughter, she would not have ended up like this."
Zhan Yingyue snorted coldly and was about to say something else.
But Jiang Sibai had already stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Master uncle, in fact, my uncle Kong Qing is really doing it for the good of senior sister Wu Heng."
"Her injuries have been treated at this time, but her physical recovery is not as simple as resting."
"If she just recuperates according to the routine, she will inevitably be seriously injured."
"But if you stay here and let the disciples handle the treatment, not to mention completely restoring the old outlook, at least it can be guaranteed to slow down quickly."
Zhan Yingyue glanced at Jiang Sibai with a complicated expression, and then at the daughter in his arms.
Then he sighed softly and said: "That's fine, but this may bring you some trouble."
Jiang Sibai said nonchalantly: "We are already in trouble, so we don't need to worry about this one more thing."
Zhan Yingyue took another deep look at Jiang Sibai, and felt that the 'Little Demon Lord Luo Yun' in front of him really felt like he was more famous than before.
She said: "I owe you a favor."
Jiang Sibai shook his head and said nothing. He didn't care at all about human feelings.
Zhan Yingyue then clasped his fists, then turned around and left neatly, looking very cool.
Jiang Sibai quite liked this refreshing style, but he didn't know what the grudge between Zhan Yingyue and Uncle Kong Qing was. The two sides were so quarrelsome that they didn't even want to see each other.
After Zhan Yingyue left, the old woman Kong Qing slowly walked out from the back hall.
She looked at Wu Heng's injuries and her expression was very complicated.
It seems that I am a little angry, a little nostalgic, and then a little distressed...
The old fan chart.
After a while, she took out two medicine bottles and said, "This white medicine bottle contains painkillers. If she wakes up and still feels pain, let her take one pill."
"Also, this bottle contains the 'Huan Yuan Dan'. Give it to her when she wakes up. It can replenish her losses."
Jiang Sibai nodded, this is what it should be.
Of course, he also has his own way of recuperating.
Compared to Master Kong Qing's medicine, what he is better at is dietary supplements.
So he ordered outside: "Make a fire to cook. No, make a pot of porridge first and use good spiritual rice."
After saying that, he stood up in person, picked up Wu Heng by the waist, and took her to an unused wing of Luo Yundao Palace to settle down.
In the courtyard of the Taoist Palace, the teacher's nephews have been obedient to light a fire and cook.
Seeing that the porridge was already cooking in the big pot, Jiang Sibai put down a table next to it, then began to chop some green onion and ginger ingredients, and then took out a piece of frozen monster meat and carefully cut it up.
He was going to give the injured some nutrition.
Although Wu Heng is definitely in a weak state at the moment, he can use the technique of rejuvenating dead wood to help her absorb nutrients.
Of course, when he took the time to return to his room, he asked his master about the gossip...
[Master, do you know what happened between Senior Zhan Yingyue and Uncle Kong Qing? 】
[Children, don’t ask questions about their elders.]
Taoist Mo Shang responded firmly.
Jiang Sibai was well prepared for this, so he left after a few pleasantries, and then turned to his pen pal and asked:
[Uncle Headmaster, do you know what happened between Senior Zhan Yingyue and Uncle Kong Qing? 】
[Well, it’s a long story…]
Jiang Sibai instantly became energetic.
Otherwise, he was a close friend. He felt that it was normal for him and his master not to chat together, but when he was with Master Yuan Ling, he really felt that chatting with peers was not so restrictive.