"Let's get him to a safe place first!" Shen Mengting deliberately observed the man's body. Almost with a scan, she saw the man's feet all the way from the man's head.

"Well, yes!" Jiang Jingwen also observed anxiously, her tone was full of urgent trembling rhythm, "His injury seems to be very serious!"

Compared with the two ladies, the two men are much more passive. Especially Qian Hao, he still has reservations about whether to save this stranger.

As for Zhao Yu, he stood outside the crowd as always, and his eyes were a little dull.

The strange man's injuries seemed to be very serious, and his face was covered in dirt and dirt in addition to blood stains. There was a convulsive sound coming out of his throat all the time, as if he was terminally ill.

"It's not okay to go on like this!" Shen Mengting stepped forward and picked up the injured man's head. After a moment's look, she pressed the back of the man's head to her kneeling lap, "He's going to die!"

"Ahh

"If that's the case, there's no way! The world is full of killing!" Qian Hao took turns looking at the two anxious ladies.

"But we have to save him!" Jiang Jingwen turned her head, her face full of sadness, "Anyway, it's a fresh life." Even if we don't know him, we need to lend a hand!"

Shen Mengting looked at Jiang Jingwen, who was speaking excitedly, and sighed, "That's right." Don't get excited, we're ready to help!" With that, she began to swim around, "Let's get him to a flat place first, at least don't let him fall to the ground like this." ”

"Just ......" Jiang Jingwen's head was also constantly turning. Eventually, her gaze fell on the stone steps somewhere nearby.

More than ten meters away from them, there was indeed a row of stone steps that reached to their waists. So, they immediately decided to get the man there.

"I'll hug him!" Shen Mengting put her hands on the back of the man's neck and knees. Soon, an adult man with a height of 1.8 meters was picked up by her.

But just when Shen Mengting was about to carry the man to another place, Qian Hao's 'wow' made her stop suddenly.

"Huh?"

"Hey, look, he's an assassin!" said Qian Hao, pointing to where the man had just been lying.

Everyone was attracted by the direction pointed by Qian Hao, especially Zhao Yu, who was still standing and suddenly took a few steps forward. He craned his neck to look at the ground.

Assassin is a profession, the equivalent of a swordsman, an archer and the like. However, compared to other basic classes, the Assassin is obviously much more mysterious. Zhao Yu had never seen an assassin before, let alone the skills of this profession.

As Qian Hao said, there was indeed a thin curved sword placed on the ground, and the reason why they didn't see this thin sword just now was mainly because it was pressed by a man. Now that the man's body was lifted, the sword that was pressed under him was also revealed in front of everyone.

"This ......" Shen Mengting's eyebrows on both sides were a little raised.

"This is the Assassin's Blade! It is a special weapon of the Assassins, it is much thinner than the sword used by the swordsman, and it also shows an arc-like curve!" Qian Hao told him all he knew.

"That means ......" Shen Mengting carefully looked at the man in her hand, "He's an assassin!" Her eyes changed, and she was no longer as concerned as before.

The Assassins' reputation among Celos was not very good, and it was full of cunning and despicability. Moreover, since its name is Assassin, the work it does is naturally to assassinate people.

In the past, some dignitaries would hire an assassin to do something with a lot of money if they wanted to solve someone.

The Assassin's behavior was also full of sneak attacks, unlike any other class in Celos. The Assassin can use skills such as stealth and teleportation to kill an enemy without a sound.

She had heard rumors that the political enemies of Kiyose Castle had bribed the Assassins to assassinate her father. Therefore, Shen Mengting hates those assassins who like to carry out sneak attacks behind their backs.

"It's true!" Qian Hao said with a straight face, extremely serious.

"If he was really an assassin, it would make sense that he was so badly injured and discarded here!"

"Sister Mengting!" Jiang Jingwen clenched her fists uneasily and put them in front of her chest.

Shen Mengting glanced at Jiang Jingwen, knowing that she was worried about giving up saving the stranger. So, she raised her head as if she was about to give some formal speech, "But whether he is really an assassin or not, you have to wait until he wakes up before she can speak!"

"Sister Mengting!" Jiang Jingwen's eyes showed a little gratitude.

"Okay! Let's do it first!" Shen Mengting raised her pace again, and she ran towards the stone steps in the distance, "Zhao Yu, you take down that thin sword!"

was called by Shen Mengting, and Zhao Yu immediately straightened up. He looked at the thin sword that had not yet fallen to the ground, and he couldn't help but swallow.

Even if he didn't touch it with his hands, Zhao Yu could feel the difference between this thin sword and the swordsmen used it in the past. He didn't want to do much, but since Shen Mengting had already given the order, he couldn't help but obey.

So, Zhao Yu approached the thin sword. Looking down at the weapon, called the 'Assassin's Blade', he bent down and picked it up.

At first, he thought that the moment he touched the rapier, something unexpected might happen. However, when his waist was straightened, it still didn't happen. The weight of the rapier is also very light, and it doesn't seem to feel even a little bit in your hand.

This......

Zhao Yu put the thin sword close to his eyes, and craned his neck to carefully examine it. But he still didn't find anything peculiar. He groped his way up the blade of the sword again, and realized that the hilt of the sword seemed to be very long.

Strange, it obviously has a slender body, why does it need such a long hilt? Zhao Yu guessed that the hilt of this assassin's thin sword was twice as long as that used by a swordsman.

Assassin is really a mysterious profession! Zhao Yu unexpectedly held one hand on the hilt of the acpier. I don't know which tendon was wrong, but he actually wanted to pull the sword out of the scabbard.

Just let me take a good look at your sword body!Zhao Yu's soul seemed to be about to be withdrawn, and his eyes were dull and he concentrated his strength on the upper right. Then, in an instant, he pulled the rapier out of its scabbard.

When the scabbard was lifted upwards, the sword god was slowly pulled out of the scabbard. However, from that moment on, a large amount of black aura flew out of the scabbard and swirled around Zhao Yu. The black gas seemed to be endless, as if what Zhao Yu had pulled out just now was not the sword body, but a bottle stopper that suppressed the turbid qi.

Zhao Yu was extremely frightened, and hurriedly pushed the thin sword back. With a quick sound of metal grinding, the rapier was recoiled into its scabbard. Then, the black turbid qi that leaked from the gap between the sword body and the scabbard was completely gone.

Completely unaware of what was going on, Zhao Yu kept gasping. His arm holding the sword twitched, and his eyes were full of horror.

What happened just now?Zhao Yu looked back at the assassin's acpier's sword in his hand.

"Hey, what are you kid doing, you're messing with the assassin's weapons!" Qian Hao leaned over at this moment.

Zhao Yu didn't react a little, and he let out an 'ah' in a daze.

"You want to pull out your sword!" Qian Hao shook his head slightly, "Tell you! That's not right! The Assassin's weapon can only be drawn by the Assassin himself." If you break this rule, you will be consumed by the evil aura of the Assassins!"

Hearing the word 'devour', Zhao Yu's heart felt like it had been hit hard. He thought back to the black aura that had erupted from the scabbard just now, as if it was really dangerous. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately pushed back the sword, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Hey, Zhao Yu, what are you doing? Didn't you tell you to take down that sword? Why haven't you taken it yet?"

Before Zhao Yu could get out of the panic just now, he was awakened by Shen Mengting's sharp words. He quickly snatched the rapier over.

Shen Mengting and Jiang Jingwen were carefully observing the stranger's movements, and they had already lowered the man on the stone steps.

Zhao Yu ran over quickly with a thin sword in his hand, and it happened that Shen Mengting lit a small torch at this moment. As the light of the fire magnified, he could see the man's body more clearly.

The strange man not only had injuries on his face, but also an unknown red liquid on his abdomen and chest, and Zhao Yu knew that it was bloodstains.

"Sister Mengting, he is really seriously injured!" Jiang Jingwen's tone was full of fluctuations.

"Yes!" Shen Mengting pressed her hand on the strange man's abdomen, which was also the place with the thickest bloodstains, "There is not only one scar, but it can even be said to be a scaly wound all over the body!

Jiang Jingwen shook her body and began to look at the strange man from different angles.

Shen Mengting moved her hand from her unfamiliar abdomen to his chest. Suddenly, Shen Mengting's face seemed to be crossed with a trace of surprise, "Huh?" She sped up the frequency of touching the man's body.

"Sister Mengting, what's wrong?"

"He ......" Shen Mengting's landing point finally stopped at the man's left chest, and her eyes also fell rapidly, "This scar?"

"What's wrong?" Qian Hao also noticed something strange and hurriedly gathered into the crowd.

"Look at his scars!" Shen Mengting waved the strange man's clothes with her hand, and from a thick bloodstain group, she found a tear in her clothes.

Obviously, this is a huge wound. The enemy slashed at the man with his weapon, so much so that his clothes were torn and there were many cuts.

"What's wrong? Sister Mengting?"

"Jingwen, don't you see that?" Shen Mengting's two fingers opened the tear in the strange man's clothes.

"Wow! this scar ......" Qian Hao raised his hand and pointed to the place where Shen Mengting had touched, "It was the assassin's doing!"

"What did the assassin do?" Jiang Jingwen was a little confused.

"Such a thin wound, coupled with the fact that the mouth is obviously very deep, but it does not produce the most blood. Obviously, it was caused by the Assassins' unique weapons. Speaking of which, Qian Hao didn't forget to look at the thin sword in Zhao Yu's hand, that is, the assassin's blade.

Zhao Yu saw that someone was looking at his hands, so he hurriedly pushed the thin sword in front of everyone.

"Yes, this man's wounds are the Assassin's scars. If it were a swordsman's weapon, it would be impossible to get this kind of scar! " Shen Mengting recalled the wounds made by the swordsman's sword, as long as they were cut down, it would basically be the end of the skin being opened.

And a wound like this, which is thin and deep, and has a tricky angle, looks like the work of a sinister assassin.

"The assassin made it!" Jiang Jingwen recounted the speculation in her mind slowly. After a long time, she hurriedly stared at Shen Mengting again, "But, Sister Mengting." Isn't this man an assassin?"

Shen Mengting nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, he is an assassin! But as an assassin, he was actually made like this by another assassin." That's really ......" Shen Mengting didn't know how to describe this kind of scene.

"Why would an Assassin want to kill him?"

"What else? Assassins are the kind of people who can do anything as long as they have money. It could be a contradiction between the bounties, or it could be something else. It can't be a good thing anyway!" Qian Hao shook his head and clasped his arms together. As he spoke, he rubbed his chin with one finger.

"Maybe it's like Qian Hao said!" Shen Mengting put her gaze in the distance directly ahead, "Assassin has never been a respectable profession!"

After the narration of the two companions, Jiang Jingwen gradually fell into contemplation.

A cold wind blew, raising everyone's thoughts to the extreme. They were the only ones in the deep woods, and as the night darkened, so did the surroundings. Except for the small torch placed by Shen Mengting, there was no other light source.

Zhao Yu looked around, it was really unbearable.

"Ah...... Ah......h

At this moment, the man lying on his back on the stone steps seemed to react. His body twitched violently, and one arm suddenly stretched out, grabbing Jiang Jingwen's clothes.

"Ahh

"You...... You...... You guys...... Yes...... Come on...... You ......," the man repeated, incomprehensibly vague words.

"It seems that he must have experienced a lot of nightmares before he was injured!" Shen Mengting grabbed the man's outstretched arm, she was afraid that the man would suddenly wake up and cause some harm to Jiang Jingwen.

However, Jiang Jingwen slapped Shen Mengting's arm in turn, "Sister Mengting!

Shen Mengting slowly put down her hand, and she also realized in a trance that Jiang Jingwen was no longer a child, but an assertive doctor.

Jiang Jingwen looked at the scarred man in front of her, and there was a little crystal light in her eyes. Soon after, she completely released the breath gathered in her chest, "Sister Mengting, we should still save him!"

Qian Hao's face was a little puzzled, but Shen Mengting nodded in agreement.

"Well, since Jingwen has decided, let's save him quickly! After all, ...... The doctor's mission is to save people!" Shen Mengting's mouth was moving, but her thoughts had already returned to the point in time when she was in Arakawa Town.

'When you see the patient in front of you, you will definitely come to the rescue!'

This is what Dr. Jiang Yuanhe once said. Now, his daughter has inherited it well.

With Shen Mengting's consent, Jiang Jingwen hurriedly decided to pull the strange man from his death. I saw Jiang Jingwen slightly lift her sleeve up, and began to examine the man's wound.

The wounds can be described as innumerable, and it is simply impossible to find out all of them. Therefore, Jiang Jingwen simply gave up. She leaned back and looked at the man's body.

Just use advanced healing techniques to inject breath into this man's chest, and then relieve his injuries from the inside! Jiang Jingwen has already found a treatment plan.

"Jingwen, how is it, can it be saved?"

Jiang Jingwen slowly took a breath, "I don't know, to be honest, I don't have much confidence yet." However, I will definitely try my best to save him. ”

Looking at Jiang Jingwen's posture of not looking back until the bridge, Shen Mengting hooked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction.

"You all get out of the way, so I can do my best!"

Corresponding to Jiang Jingwen's words, Shen Mengting urged everyone to get out of the way. Qian Hao and Zhao Yu obediently retreated to the rear.

After realizing that her companions were separated by a little distance, Jiang Jingwen was officially about to start her work. She had treated others on her own before, but they were inconsequential patients. Now, she's about to treat a dying person, which means a lot to her.

'I must revive you, and it can be regarded as a condolence for my years of study', Jiang Jingwen slowly raised her hands.

After about a few seconds, a bright light appeared on her held hand. The bright light with a golden glow illuminates the dark woods. In the light she was emitting, the small torch next to her dimmed a lot.

"Jingwen!" Shen Mengting called the name in the back.

The light in Jiang Jingwen's hand became brighter and brighter, until there was a dazzling tendency. Zhao Yu instinctively blocked his arm in front of him, just to stop being harassed by the light.

The man lying on the stone steps on his back also seemed to have a little reaction at this moment, he whispered 'hungry', and his eyes twitched slightly. Although it is far from being opened, there is already a little light in the eyes in the slit.

Jiang Jingwen's strength was used to the maximum, and she lowered her head to aim at the dying man. She then switched to a one-handed high pose. The light in his hand is getting bigger and bigger, "I must ...... will save you. ”

The hand was violently fallen, and Jiang Jingwen's final landing point was the man's chest. Strange to say, when the light fell on the man's body, it was as if he had been subjected to a click. The middle section of his body suddenly moved, absorbing the light emitted by Jiang Jingwen.

The light quickly merged with the badly wounded Assassin and quickly spread around him. For a moment, you can suspect that the man is being covered by a layer of light.

Jiang Jingwen's hand continued to rest on the man's chest. Gradually, her hands seemed to move, as if grinding in circles. The light seemed to turn with her hand, turning into a small whirlpool.

"Healing light!" Shen Mengting blurted out this skill. At the same time, her heart was full of praise for Jiang Jingwen.

'I believe that one day, you will become a great doctor', Shen Mengting sighed.

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It should be said here that the prototype of the assassin is the Japanese samurai, and the so-called assassin's blade naturally refers to the Japanese sword. So, when you see an assassin, you can think of the Japanese samurai.