"This is the weapon of the orcs. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lin Feng, who was standing on the side, answered Wuxian's question, and at the same time stared at her every move with his two eyes, for fear that she would accidentally hurt Murong Jie.

"I'll take a look."

The lights in the room were still bright, but this clarity was not enough for Wuxian to see the injuries on Murong Jie's body accurately, so she was about to get closer, but she was stopped by Lin Feng, "What do you want to do?" ”

His admiration for Wuxian is one thing, but it doesn't mean that he can let her interfere with Murong Jie's life.

"Lin Feng, it's not allowed to speak to the innocent girl like this." Murong Jie coughed and scolded his subordinates in a low voice.

He still heard of Wuxian's medical skills, after all, the few times he had contact with Wuxian, in most cases, she was seeing a doctor for His Majesty, and His Majesty's life was rescued by her, His Majesty trusted her medical skills so much, he was naturally convinced.

What's more, he and Wuxian have always been friends, how can there be no basic trust between friends?

Just as Murong Jie and Lin Feng were talking, Wu Jian had already taken a few steps forward, walked to the side of the bed, and saw the wounds on Murong Jie's body clearly.

There was a sharp weapon stuck in his left chest, the shape was very strange, the upper half was like the shape of a sword, and the edge was bound to appear, but in the lower half, she was not sure what it was, like the claws of a beast, deeply embedded in Murong Jie's body.

Invisible to the naked eye, she still has consciousness.

Wuxian released his divine sense, probed into Murong Jie's chest, and found the true face of the culprit.

This strange weapon has a sword in the upper part and an open iron claw in the lower part with sharp spikes at the end of the claw. The claws opened and completely pierced into Murong Jie's internal organs, firmly hooking his flesh and blood.

Such a bloody scene will make anyone's scalp tingle when they see it.

Rao is undead, he is used to seeing all kinds of injuries, but it is still the first time he has seen such a tragic wound, and his scalp can't help but feel numb for a while.

Looking at this wound, it hurts, and Murong Jie himself, who was stabbed by this claw, should be even more painful.

This kind of pain can make a person faint directly, and he may die at any time if he moves a little, but Murong Jie's face is a little paler, and he is no different from ordinary people when he lies quietly on the bed, and his expression is calm.

"If it hurts, don't talk anymore." Wu Xian looked at him, his dark eyes full of worry.

The sharp weapon was inserted deeply, and every time he opened his mouth, he had to use all his strength, which was not conducive to his rest.

Wu Xian took another look at his wound and found that the outermost skin had been disinfected, and a layer of hemostatic medicine had been applied, and the simplest bandaging work had been done.

However, this kind of treatment method is only suitable for ordinary wounds, and it will not work at all on Murong Jie's body.

"General, I can save you, do you believe me?"

Wuxian looked at him very seriously.

Murong Jie didn't speak, but nodded lightly.

That's good.

Wu Wu put his mind at ease, walked back to the table, took out the basic tools from the spatial ring, and placed them on the table in the same way.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Feng walked over and looked at her puzzled.

"Treat the general's wounds, don't you see that his wounds are already inflamed?" Without raising his head, he took the blade and roasted it over and over the fire, his eyes focused.