When the demon blood prison world dispersed, nearly a hundred doctors were already waiting in full formation.
The city lord's mansion became a temporary medical center!
After a period of chaos, the aftermath began to stabilize.
Even though the huge City Lord's Mansion was requisitioned, there were too many injured people, and the room was only big enough to accommodate the seriously injured teenagers... Most of the lightly injured people slept in the corridors!
As for ordinary injured people, they were arranged to the original crude medical center in Wuhui City... The environment there was mixed, rooms were in short supply, many people were even crowded together, and the level of medical treatment was uneven... The mortality rate for serious injuries was also high.
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Day two!
Envoys from the nine major factions came in person and went straight to the city lord's palace.
That day, there were three seriously injured teenagers...the heroic souls were buried in the city of Wuhui, carrying the name of heroes, and next to them were their family members who were hoarse and heartbroken.
Twelve young men, whose meridians have been severed, will be unable to cultivate for the rest of their lives... They still have the reputation of the glorious outer sect, but they are told that they do not need to report to the sect... they have ten years of training and graduate early.
Tears wipe away injustice and cruelty.
Cultivation resources are tight, and someone always needs to make concessions.
Wang Junchen's bones were broken in seven places, his meridians were disordered, and he lived in a side room of the City Lord's Mansion... Fortunately, he woke up today.
The envoys of the Purple Sea Sect guarded him all night... and brought countless strange elixirs and elixirs.
Huang Lingling was also in the side room on the highest floor... She had a lot of minor injuries, but no injuries to her muscles or bones. It was just that her meridians were empty and she was so weak that she lost strength.
The envoy from the Blood Refining Camp smiled happily.
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Day three!
Huang Lingling can already get out of bed and walk.
Wang Junchen was still observing under the medical equipment of countless doctors. His condition was very unstable.
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Day four!
Wang Junchen wakes up!
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Day five!
One after another, people with minor injuries left the city lord's mansion, waiting for instructions from the sect... Those with serious injuries also began to stop expensive treatment...
In just these five days of free medical treatment, the Royal Court of the Qinggu Kingdom paid nearly 200 million gold coins... It can be imagined that the consumption of elixirs and spiritual liquids was terrifying... Medical treatment has always been a root problem for the military of all major dynasties.
On this day, free medical care... ends!
These geniuses have some backgrounds in various major cities, and families have already sent huge gold coins... While the imperial medical doctors are still there, they need to treat them no matter how expensive they are... If the injury is delayed and abandoned by the nine major sects, it will not be worth the gain.
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City Lord's Bedroom!
A figure with scars all over his body was sleeping soundly... There was a straw in the corner of his mouth, which was connected to the purest royal liquid... Under the bed, there were five huge medical spiritual instruments, flowing light
Change... These medical devices are forged by top masters, and their detection is accurate and they never make mistakes.
Five whole days.
Zhao Chu had been in a coma, grinding his teeth and snoring from time to time, but there was no sign of waking up... He couldn't be woken up. He even tried violent stimulation, but still couldn't be woken up.
But he had a huge appetite, so he could only survive with spiritual liquid... In just five days, he consumed more than 8 million gold coins in spiritual liquid.
You know, it only cost less than 3 million gold coins to treat Wang Junchen.
As for the loss of medical equipment, the treatment fees of top doctors are already astronomical, and people don't want to calculate them.
"Everyone, today is the last test... If the injury still doesn't get better, we can only use spiritual fluid to survive and wait for time to create a miracle..."
A doctor has skillful techniques and medical spiritual threads that skillfully connect the brain, acupoints, limbs and other parts of the body.
In the room!
Huang Lingling cried anxiously, and Wang Junchen's fingers trembled...
Lu Xiu Ming!
Ze Yanhua!
Envoys from the Nine Major Sects!
The nine major sects break the rules within the inner sect!
There were many disciples who wanted to thank Zhao Chu, but they couldn't come in due to the crowd.
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"The concentration of mental power...eight percent..."
Ten minutes later!
The spiritual weapon that detects Zhao Chu's brain displays the data!
"Eight percent of his mental strength... is the strength of a three-year-old child... In other words, his brain was hit hard over and over again and it collapsed."
The doctor shook his head and removed his spiritual power.
"Is there any possibility of recovery? For example, seal writing talisman!"
one of the messengers asked.
"Well... with this level of mental power, his greatest strength is holding a straw in his mouth and swallowing spiritual liquid... it's a miracle if he opens his eyes..."
The doctor seemed to have heard a joke.
Hearing this, the envoys from various major factions looked at each other.
"Hundreds of acupuncture points were completely shattered, and his spiritual veins disappeared into thin air... His physical body is equivalent to that of a ten-year-old child..."
Then, data appeared on another spiritual weapon.
"All nine veins are gone? Is there any hope that he can recover his spiritual power and use [Flowing Wind Step]?"
The envoy of Fengxuanchi frowned and asked.
"There is no hope... To awaken the spiritual veins, you need acupuncture points to gather spiritual energy. Now all his acupoints are broken, and not even a single spiritual vein can be awakened again!"
Five days of observation, same ending!
The doctor made the final conclusion.
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Afterwards, one test after another was completed, and all the data were exactly the same as after Zhao Chu fainted that day.
Several doctors shook their heads and numbly put the spiritual weapons into their storage bags.
Farewell or death!
Seriously injured and on the verge of death!
The strong are deposed!
This kind of picture has already seen habits and insensitivity.
Three months later... no one will remember the strong young man who cut off the demon king's fox tail.
This is also the fate of heroes!
Heroes...the glory that comes with sacrifice, their natural mission is to be forgotten.
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"Wang Junchen, tomorrow morning, you will lead the Zihai Sect disciples back to the sect to conduct the Qi Refining Ceremony!"
The Purple Sea Sect envoy spoke coldly and then left.
Zihai Sect was satisfied with having a headmaster personally pass on him.
Although Zhao Chu was incredibly strong, he was crippled... At that time, he was swallowed by the space rift, and the envoys had an ominous premonition in their hearts.
The terror of space rifts, those of them who are close to the Golden Core, know best.
It's already a miracle that he survived.
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"I will also take my leave first... Guan Fenggu, tomorrow morning, will lead his junior brothers and sisters to Fengxuan Pond!"
"White Page Dragon, don't waste your time... conduct the Qi Refining Ceremony as soon as possible... You are the mainstay of the sect in the future, time should not be wasted in a place like this!"
One after another the messengers left.
Huang Lingling was also given a notice to return to the sect by the Blood Refining Army Camp.
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"Brother!"
Huang Lingling collapsed on the spot. She caressed Zhao Chu's cheek, feeling unspeakable heartache.
"Third brother... alas!"
Wang Junchen squeezed his palms and dug his nails deeply into his flesh... One generation, three brothers... As the eldest brother, he was supposed to protect his younger brother, but who knew that in the end he was safe and sound.
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"Today is the last day for the imperial court to be free. The minimum budget for the spiritual liquid he consumes every day is 400,000 gold coins... You guys?"
At this moment, the doctor looked at the group of people blankly.
These people seemed to have a good relationship with Zhao Chu, but it seemed that no relative could decide whether to give up medical treatment.
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"400,000 gold coins? So expensive?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Lingling was stunned on the spot.
Wang Junchen frowned.
All the extraordinary inner sects bowed their heads and remained silent!
Although they are geniuses, they are still students after all... Even the strongest Wang Junchen only has more than 300,000 gold coins in savings... which is not even enough for Zhao Chu to consume in one day.
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"Can it be cheaper... Zhao Chu killed nearly 10,000 evil demons in the Wuhui battlefield. The demon talismans he paid for the imperial court probably cost several million!"
Huang Lingling quickly begged.
"Feel sorry!"
These spiritual fluids are valuable, and we all have a strict budget... The imperial court did not issue an amnesty order, so... I'm sorry.
The doctor shook his head as usual and showed no mercy.
They are just following orders.
Hearing this, everyone's faces were ashen.
In the past few days, Zhao Chu's identity has been thoroughly investigated. He is helpless and just an orphan... Even the tuition fees for Xiangfeng Martial Academy were paid by part-time jobs and Ji Dongyuan's support.
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"I have 5 million gold coins here. Let's keep...the rest of the money and I'll find a way!"
Lu Xiuming threw down a gold coin card.
"I have 100,000 gold coins, leave them to Senior Brother Zhao Chu... How pitiful!"
Ning Xiaojing from Niaohua Sect put down a gold coin card with tears in her eyes... Zhao Chu was so high-spirited that day.
The three brothers drank from a distance and bravely blocked tens of thousands of evil demons from killing them... At that time, they were simply god-like existences.
It had only been five days, and I was faced with the tragedy that I couldn't even afford medical expenses.
"I also have 80,000 gold coins, but it's a pity that I only have so much!"
Jiang Xiangyi also took out his gold coin card.
"I can pay 280,000!"
He Jianggui took out his gold coin card with a cold face.
"I don't have much money. I only have 30,000 gold coins. I'm sorry!"
Wang Zhuqing wears sackcloth and wears filial piety. In this catastrophe, his parents were killed, but he was powerless... His eyes were red these days, and he vowed to kill all the evil monsters.
Except for Feng Haoyan, Chen Jingtao... the disciples of the nine major sects all donated more or less gold coins.
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"Okay... everyone has to go on a journey tomorrow, so go back and rest first... Zhao Chu won't be able to wake up for a while like this... I will accept your kindness on his behalf, and thank you too!"
"You don't need to worry about Zhao Chu's spiritual liquid... I, Zeyan, will not let him die in the wilderness even if I live for a day!"
The calmest person present was actually the one who hadn’t slept a wink for five days and five nights...Ze Yanhua!
Liu Lao was the hero of the imperial court back then... Liu Lao had already informed Zhao Chu of all the indifference and encounters he would face... so Ze Yanhua was mentally prepared.
Boom!
A spiritual sewing machine appeared from the storage bag, and Ze Yanhua smiled in relief.
"I am a spiritual seamer, I make money... to support him!"
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In the mirror!
Zhao Chu sat cross-legged in the mirror soul-washing pool, as calm as an old monk in meditation... There was no howl or rage.
The hair-like tenth vein is growing quietly.
Of course, he is like a greedy giant beast that only knows how to devour,
PS: Thanks to Xiyu Feifei for the 1,000-coin reward, and thanks to Crazy Nihility for the 100-coin reward...Thank you