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"Ling Li, you have to get better, otherwise how can I see Duan He." The doctor's heart became even more nervous.

He knew Duan He, Ling Li, and Yuechan. It's just an accident that makes these people unable to recognize his appearance.

The doctor took out a piece of rhinoceros horn from the back room, which was his best treasure. I have never used it on weekdays, but I also took out a piece today and grinded it carefully.

He has healed many serious wounds, including this one. But most of them were wounded by arrows, and although the wounds were deep but not large. Ling Li's wound was deep and large, and it was difficult to heal.

The doctor stared at Ling Li, and the beautiful face was taken up by a wound, which was hideous and terrifying.

After applying the rhinoceros horn powder, the doctor took out another snake gall.

This snake gall is the gall of a snake. The snake has three gall bladders, one for pain, one for injury and one for diarrhea. What the doctor holds in his hand is the gallbladder to stop the injury, which is also precious, and the efficacy of the medicine starts at a price. Picked up the snake gall bladder and rinsed it with warm water, stretched Ling Li's mouth open, and he stuffed the snake gall bladder into it.

Overnight, Duan He was still unconscious in the back, Ling Li fell to the ground in front, and the doctor didn't dare to touch her. asked Yuechan and Wang Miao, who accompanied Ling Li yesterday, and they all didn't know where to go. Only the doctor, who was busy all night.

It was so late at night that the doctor didn't dare to sleep. Put everything you have learned on Ling Li and test her reactions. The acupuncture points on Ling Li's body had been lit, but he still twitched from time to time. The doctor's face was full of gloom, and he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came to his ears. The doctor listened carefully, and the voice came from the roof. Although it was only for a few seconds, his whereabouts were revealed.

There are people on the roof.

The doctor was startled, pondered for a moment, and ran to the backyard like crazy. Almost instantly, he ran back with an extra piece of skin on his hand.

The color of the skin was similar to the ground, and he pounced on Ling Li directly, and knocked down the candle, causing a few more clouds and mist in the room.

As if that were not enough, the doctor took out another handful of herbs from the box and burned them with the fire of a candle, scattering the smoke in all directions.

I don't know who harmed Ling Li, but this doctor understands it in his heart. That person must not have gone far yet, if he saw Ling Li being treated like this by himself, he was afraid that he would come back to cause trouble. The doctor didn't believe that such people would be much better than his own, but at the moment there were two people in the room who needed to be treated, and he had to make sure that nothing went wrong.

When everything was done, there was no sound on the roof. The doctor didn't dare to be idle, and took advantage of this time to torment herbs and think about treatments.

"Boom!"

There was a knock on the door.

The doctor was startled and looked at the door. There was someone outside the door, but there was only one knock.

Holding his breath, the doctor did not reply. There was no sound outside, only one knock on the door.

"Duan He, wake up quickly. Otherwise, I won't be able to hold on. The doctor sighed.

The herbs were boiled, and the room was filled with the fragrance of medicine. The doctor lifted the leather decoration on Ling Li's exterior and was about to slowly pour it into her mouth.

The medicine was drunk, and the doctor's face looked much better. It seems that Ling Li has recovered a little and can already swallow subconsciously.

It's busy coming and going, and it's dawn again. Seeing that the sky was bright, the doctor was a little calm, and went to the back hall to take care of Duan He.

Duan He was lying on the bed, his eyes slightly open.

If you want to say that this poison is a secret poison of Qimen, if ordinary people are hit, even if they are treated by him, it will be difficult to recover. After all, Duan He is also a person who has practiced martial arts since childhood, and after more than two days, he recovered seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

The whole body was still weak and weak, Duan He's consciousness returned to normal slightly, his head couldn't think of things clearly, and the world was in chaos, as if he had another dream in a dream.

The doctor pushed open the wooden door and brought in a trace of cold air, which slightly stimulated Duan He's faint consciousness.

"Awake?" The doctor asked softly.

Duan He couldn't answer, and the hazy voice around him made him involuntarily gather his energy in his eyes, wanting to see the person in front of him clearly.

A blur, a blur, faded by, revealing a world.

Duan He saw the doctor.

His face has changed a little, but his temperament has not. Duan He lay on the bed half alive and half dead, but he could still be infected by that momentum.

It is a kind of momentum that has gone through major events, looks down on life and death, and despises all things.

Seeing him, Duan He's worries could finally be put down. Suddenly, his eyes closed again, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The doctor didn't bother him any more, lit a few medicinal incense, and left the place.

Back in the front hall, seeing that Ling Li's injuries had stabilized, the doctor finally breathed a sigh of relief and carried Ling Li to the bed.

The sound of 'rustling' outside sounded again, and the doctor frowned, but he didn't hide Ling Li anymore.

As soon as Ling Li was recited, the voice rang out. This person must be a master, and that voice is probably made deliberately for himself.

"I don't know who is here, hurting a woman, is it the act of a big husband?" The doctor shouted.

No one answered, and there was another knock on the door.

"Knock, knock."

Two rings, each duller and duller. Then there was a shrill tugging sound, and I don't know what was happening outside the door.

The doctor held back his anger and did not open the door. Now I don't have what I did back then, and I don't dare to make another mistake.

That night, the doctor didn't close his eyes for a moment.

Finally stayed up until dawn, and half of the hanging heart was let go.

Looking at the door, the doctor's eyes were red and he stepped forward.

This daytime gave him endless courage - he didn't need to be a foil during the day.

The door opened, and a cool breeze blew in from outside. The sky is full of snowflakes, and it is extremely beautiful.

"It turned out to be snowing." The doctor muttered.

Looking around, nothing out of the ordinary. The doctor tried to take a step outside and stepped on something.

He sensed what it was for a moment, and with a jump, retreated into the room.

As he thought, on the ground, there was a dead body lying on its stomach.

The dead body had been covered by the snow, and only one hand was exposed, which had just been stepped on by the doctor.

"Last night, it was he who knocked on the door?" The doctor was stunned.

Gently slicing through the snow that covered him, underneath the snow, was a man in a night suit. The body has been frozen cold and hard, and there is no possibility of treatment.

The doctor looked closely, and there was only one arm left in the man, and there was a lot of frozen blood on the ground. It seems that this person was injured last night and came to him.

"Ugh." The doctor sighed lightly, and he didn't expect that what he had been struggling with all night was actually a seriously injured person.

The doctor returned to the room and slammed the door shut.