The two divine beasts didn't help, they just watched blankly. Zhang Ping also accepted his fate, forget it, let's do it yourself. Do it yourself, have plenty of food and clothing. Zhang Ping smiled secretly.

Zhang Ping examined this person's whole body and found that the other party's injuries were really not ordinarily serious. Such a scar is not something that ordinary people can inflict on him.

Zhang Ping always felt that the person in front of him was not simple, and there was definitely something wrong with his identity? Zhang Ping even wanted to leave him alone, but when he thought that since he had already checked it, he had done it halfway and then threw him down, it seemed that something was not very good.

Zhang Ping struggled for a long time, and really didn't know what to do for a while. To save, or not to save, that is a question in itself.

Zhang Ping finally hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to save it.

Zhang Ping took out some medicinal materials that had been planted for a long time from the small world, and took out the crockpots he prepared for medicinal diet. I found an open space and began to sit down and slowly make medicinal food.

This person's physical condition is extremely poor, and there is no way to directly take medicinal herbs or pills. Otherwise, you may explode and die. Because his body is already very fragile now, and he can't withstand any strength at all. A somewhat violent and domineering power like spiritual power is impossible for him to touch in a short period of time.

So after thinking about it, Zhang Ping finally decided to make medicinal food for him. Medicinal diet is the mildest form of healing, which can not only maintain the integrity of the medicinal properties, but also remove the overbearing atmosphere contained in the medicinal materials. Therefore, for such a seriously injured patient, perhaps medicinal diet is the most suitable way for him.

Zhang Ping chopped up the medicinal herbs he needed, added them to the clay pot, and began to cook the medicinal food.

Zhang Ping thought about it carefully, and suddenly found that he hadn't made medicinal food for a long time. It's probably been so busy that he doesn't even have time to cook his favorite.

Zhang Ping has always felt that once a good food is cooked by the chef and injected all his emotions into it. But Zhang Ping, I've been really busy all this time. There is no way, and there is no extra psychology to do anything like cooking.

Calculated carefully, it seems that the last time he cooked was the meal he had with Ye Liyan when he was a low-level disciple? I didn't expect that so much time had passed.

In fact, it's not that Zhang Ping doesn't want to do it, it's just that sometimes time really can't be done. Because, everyone has their own working hours. The rest of the time, try not to disturb if you don't bother.

Zhang Ping has always been afraid that the food he cooks has the ability to improve his cultivation and be known to everyone, so he deliberately avoids everyone every time. After all, although his strength has also been partially improved now, if he meets an elder or a head of the sect or something, then his strength is not enough at all.

Zhang Ping didn't want to be forced to become a cooking machine in the end, so he went to cook some meals for others that could improve his strength.

The medicinal materials used are very precious, and they are all reluctant to be used by Zhang Ping. But seeing that saving people is like fighting a fire now, I have to endure the pain of parting love. After all, only good ingredients will make the medicinal diet effect better.

In addition, Zhang Ping really hasn't cooked for too long. For Zhang Ping, cooking a delicacy is a kind of enjoyment. Because he hadn't done it for too long, he missed the time when he was able to cook his own food. This time in such a deep mountain and old forest, Zhang Ping does not have to be afraid that his secret will be discovered by others. Therefore, you can do it boldly with confidence.

Zhang Ping put in more effort this time than every time before. He wanted to feel the process and not do it for the sake of completing the task.

The preciousness of the materials coupled with Zhang Ping's careful cooking, the spiritual power of the medicinal food made this time is very sufficient. Even Zhang Ping himself was very surprised. In such a long time, it was the most powerful food he had ever made.

Zhang Ping felt the spiritual power in the medicinal diet, and even had an urge to eat it himself. However, looking at the bloody man who was still lying in the same place, Zhang Ping gave up such an idea.

Although I really wanted to eat it, I was also very distressed about the medicinal herbs I used. But after all, human life is at stake, you can't really toss him blindly, and then let him fend for himself. Hey, it's really good for me. There was no way to imprint his heart and watch him die before his eyes. Zhang Ping sighed secretly in his heart.

Zhang Ping carefully lifted the man up and let him lean against a tree stump. Then he took out a bowl and a spoon from his own little world, filled it with medicinal food, and carefully fed it to him spoonful by spoonful.

"You must wake up, I have fed you such a precious thing. If you die, won't I lose money? Who will I ask to compensate me for such expensive medicinal materials when the time comes?" Zhang Ping muttered to himself while feeding.

The two divine beasts stood aside, smelling such a fragrance, and almost fell out of their saliva. They also really want to eat, after all, not only cultivators, but even divine beasts also want to increase their spiritual power. What's more, it's still such a delicious thing that can increase spiritual power.

Zhang Ping looked at the pitiful appearance of the two divine beasts, although he was a little soft-hearted. But in the end, he still didn't let him eat it, after all, such a precious medicinal material is not easy to find, and it is difficult to find such a copy even in his small world.

What's more, this medicine list is not so easy to make, if you give this one to two divine beasts, then you can't make a second one.

If that's the case, then what is this person going to do? Is it going to leave it here and there?

"You two, it's not your share. Who told you to find him? Otherwise, perhaps they will be fed to you. Zhang Ping looked at the two divine beasts and said with a little anger. Who made him actually want to eat it too. But the truth doesn't allow it.

After Zhang Ping fed the last of the medicinal food to the man, he then took out some herbs to stop bleeding and some clean bandages, crushed the herbs, applied them to the man's wound, and then carefully wound it with bandages.

If there is too much blood, it will also cause a person's death, which Zhang Ping is still clear. So, he had to treat the man's wounds. Although in fact he is not particularly happy. But who made him do it all?

Hey, I really shouldn't go out today. No, not only did he use up such a precious medicinal material, but now he also picked up such a patient of unknown origin. I can't take him to the sect at all, and it seems that I can only sleep out for one night tonight.