Lying on the ground was a young man covered in blood. This young man's arms and legs were broken, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his skin was torn, and there was not a single piece of flesh on his body. He was simply inhuman shape.
"Too cruel!"
"Who did this?"
"He is so young, who beat this child like this?"
"Could he have been robbed?"
"Quick, call 120, I think this kid is dying."
"We've called an ambulance, but I don't know if the child can hold on until the ambulance comes."
People around him were pointing and talking.
"Ali...Ali..."
Looking at the young man's twisted limbs, Longshou murmured, suddenly screamed strangely, and pounced on him.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
The people next to him were startled and looked at the dragon's hand.
But Long Shou suddenly knelt down next to the young man, tremblingly took out the needle bag from his waist, spread it on the ground, and gave the young man acupuncture with trembling medicine.
"Huh? He seems to be a Chinese medicine doctor."
"Great, this child can be saved."
The people around him also seemed a little excited.
But... after a few needles were inserted, not only was the young man's condition not relieved, but his breathing became more and more rapid, his face became livid, his swollen eyes were huge, looking at the dragon's hand, as if he wanted to
What to say but unable to say.
"Ali! It's all uncle's fault! It's all uncle's fault. Uncle shouldn't have let you go, shouldn't have let you go!"
Longshou's eyes were hollow, and his hands were trembling but he still wanted to give acupuncture.
He never expected that things would turn out like this.
He never imagined that a good person would look like this in a few hours...
But when Longshou was about to apply the acupuncture, a hand next to him suddenly grabbed his wrist.
Long Shou turned his head with difficulty, only to find that Lin Yang was standing beside him at some point.
"Teacher..." Longshou pursed his lower lip and spoke hoarsely.
"Is this...your nephew?" Lin Yang asked in a low voice.
Long Shou's eyes were cloudy and he nodded heavily.
Lin Yang fell silent.
He looked at the miserable look of the young man, and after a moment, he whispered: "You are in a confused state of mind. You haven't gotten these injections right, so let me do it."
"Thank...Thank you, teacher..." Longshou opened his mouth and said hoarsely.
Lin Yang said nothing, took the silver needle from Long's hand, and began to acupuncture the young man.
After some acupuncture, the young man's complexion improved obviously, but his breathing was still very weak.
"You don't have to worry. His injuries can all be cured, but the treatment period is relatively long. Send him to the Xuanyi Sect immediately and let Qin Baisong treat him. There shouldn't be any sequelae." Lin Yang put it away.
Silver needle, speaking lightly.
"Thank you very much, teacher."
Long Shou was quite excited and quickly stood up and bowed to Lin Yang.
"Thank you? No, you shouldn't thank me. On the contrary, I owe you." Lin Yang's face suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were filled with anger.
"Teacher, please don't say that..."
"I'm not saying polite words to you. If we had come ten minutes later, your nephew might have died." Lin Yang said solemnly.
Longshou breathed heavily.
die...
Is the matter... already serious enough?
Lin Yang stood up and said expressionlessly: "This is the Ying family's way of welcoming me. I already understand it. I suddenly found that I am a little naive. How can I let others do this kind of thing? I am too childish and naive.
Yes, it was me who harmed your nephew..."
"Teacher..." Long Shou looked at him blankly.
Lin Yang turned his head and said to the two followers: "You immediately arrange for him to go to the Xuanyi sect. Remember, use the best medicinal materials to heal his injuries. Qin Bosong will be responsible for this matter. Tell him that if he cannot be cured,
Let this person get out of the Xuanyi Sect, do you understand?"
