Jin Yu listened to his words and nodded slightly, but he still bandaged the arrow feather with his hands and feet, but even if he bandaged it, there was still blood gushing out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Yu, bear with me, I have already ordered someone to invite Dr. Zhang, he will come soon, you hold on."

Yu Yongnian gave Jin Yu a reassuring look, the pain in his chest was not as sharp as before when he squatted on the ground, and he loosened the lower lip that Song Fang had bitten because of the pain, the blood at the wound didn't seem to be so bad, and the sharp pain was only for a while. Thinking that the doctor was coming, he shook his head vigorously to make himself sober.

Zheng Luo walked over, looked at Yu Yongnian, who was pale under him, his face changed slightly, and he cursed: "Ye Nantian, this old thing, knows that the big bullies the small. The next time I run into him again, I won't spare him. ”

At this time, I saw Zhu Tianxiong riding the meteor horse of the golden feather and running over quickly, and sitting behind him was Dr. Zhang, who everyone was waiting anxiously.

"Doctor Zhang, take a look at Brother Yu's injuries." Jin Yu stepped forward, and as soon as Zhang Qifan got off the horse, he ran over, almost pushing him to Yu Yongnian's side quickly.

Zhang Qifan hung the medicine box on his right shoulder, squatted down and looked at the arrow feather tightly inserted in Yu Yongnian's left chest, his body couldn't help trembling, this arrow is indeed domineering, it can make the wound bleed a lot, it seems that the arm strength of this archery shooter is not simple.

Looking up, he saw that Yu Yongnian's face was gloomy, and there was a faint bloodshot in his eyes, and even his warm cherry red lips were dry and pale due to a large amount of blood loss at the moment.

Now he still has the previous heroic dry clouds, invincible momentum, slightly open eyes, and looks very sluggish. Sure enough, a large amount of blood loss had a great impact on him.

Holding his chest with his left hand and holding the arrow feather in his right hand, Zhang Qifan looked at him and said, "General Yu will endure it later, it may hurt a little." The latter nodded in response.

Staring at the arrow feather on his left chest like a knife, Zhang Qifan knew that Yu Yongnian had lost too much blood now, and he had to stop the bleeding quickly, so he exhaled lightly, he devoted himself to the treatment, holding the arrow feather in his right hand, and suddenly exerted his strength, the strength was fast and ruthless, and he pulled out the arrow feather that was deeply inserted into Yu Yongnian's body at once.

After pulling out the arrow feather, he saw that the arrow was sharp with a hook, no wonder Yu Yongnian lost blood so quickly after being hit by the arrow, these slightly raised small hooks looked inconspicuous, but the actual lethality was great.

If the body does not move, the impact will not be great, but if the body moves, the small hook inserted into the chest will follow the movement of the body, and the sharp hook will turn over the river and the sea in the flesh and blood, and the more you move, the more serious the chest will be torn.

After taking out the arrow feathers, Zhang Qifan did not pause while marveling at the poisonous color of the arrow feathers, only to see him quickly take off Yu Yongnian's clothes and armor, and pulled hard, tearing most of the white clothes that were dyed red.

Looking at the wound on the chest where blood was flowing continuously, he quickly took out a black medicine bottle from the medicine box, poured out the medicine in the bottle and covered the wound, the black powder medicine was really effective, and the wound that was still bleeding was covered by the medicine powder, and the blood coagulated all of a sudden.

The arrow feather suddenly left his chest, and the tearing sensation brought by it in an instant, Yu Yongnian, who was in pain, gritted his teeth, but this guy still didn't say anything, but from the big drops of cold sweat on his forehead, it could be seen that he was enduring huge pain.

His eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, his teeth were clenched and his teeth were clucking, and the whole person was like a fish on a chopping board, allowing Zhang Qifan to let go of treatment.

After the bleeding was stopped, Zhang Qifan did not relax at all, he took out a piece of gauze from the medicine box, and gently wiped it on the wound, his movements were cautious, after wiping off the small clotted blood clots, there was still a little blood flowing out of the wound, which was much better than before.

Turning around, he took out a bottle full of black liquid from the medicine box, skillfully aimed the mouth of the bottle at the wound, and slowly opened the cap, and the black liquid slowly flowed down.

The liquid flowed through the wound, and the wound, which was still bleeding slightly, suddenly stopped bleeding, and after the bleeding stopped, he took a piece of gauze again, gently wiped it on the wound, and then began to stitch it.

The silver needle in his hand was like a flexible water snake wandering in the water, sewing one stitch between every two stitches, and more than 30 sharp stitches before and after, and finally the wound was sutured.

After sewing, he wiped the sweat on his hands, looked at Yu Yongnian, who was panting and breathing, and said, "General Yu, if it hurts, just shout out, it will be much better." ”

"It's okay, I'll hold back, Doctor Zhang, you can continue." Yu Yongnian opened his eyes, and there was a stubborn look at Zhang Qifan in his eyes.

Zhang Qifan didn't speak, and after glancing at Yu Yongnian's right leg lightly, he ordered someone to carry him on a stretcher and send him back to the barracks.

Because he was worried that if he continued to be treated now, Yu Yongnian would faint directly in pain.

After the collection and surrender of the soldiers, the Qi army returned to the barracks one after another, and Zheng Luo personally took 3,000 soldiers to Yulong Mountain, and spent an afternoon of effort to collect the prisoners left by the enemy in Yulong Mountain, and burned down the cottage.

The night is quiet, outlining a crescent moon, although the Jade Dragon Mountain has been wiped out, but the Qi army still does not dare to take it lightly, the camp is brightly lit, and the patrolling soldiers are seriously patrolling, not daring to slack off.

Yu Yongnian lay quietly in the tent, the faint candlelight plated a soft brilliance on his pale face, the wound on his chest can be said to be the most serious one he has suffered since he went to the battlefield, the arrow feather is not a little away from his heart, fortunately there was a long sword to resist him in advance, otherwise the result is unimaginable.

The speed of the howling arrow feather was really beyond his expectations, and the speed of the arrow feather was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to use the wind escape, and although the wound was stitched up, it still looked shocking.

Is this the strength of a high-ranking innate martial artist? Whether it is Ning Que or Ye Nantian, his strength is far beyond him, and it seems that his cultivation of the Eight Gate Dunjia needs to be strengthened.

Yu Yongnian raised his eyes and saw that under the faint candle flame, the black shadow was revealed, and secretly made a plan in his heart, it was not enough, he was not strong enough, the mysterious person who appeared in Yulong Lake that day was unfathomable, and his age was not a few years older than him, it seemed that his future cultivation in martial arts, he still needed to strengthen it.

Today's embarrassment will never recur in the future, it seems that after this battle, it's time to go to the Black and White Academy, I heard that there are strong people there, and there are more grandmaster-level martial artists in charge, it's time to go there to see.

On the other side, in Zheng Luo's big tent, Jin Yu and Zheng Luo sat opposite each other, and there were only two of them in the huge big tent.

The tea on the table was steaming, Jin Yu looked at the opposite cheekbones shrugging slightly, his eye sockets were deep, and his haggard face was black and white except for the eyes that still exuded bright brilliance. This is very different from Zheng Luo, who was heroic, radiant, and with a sharp spirit between his eyebrows.

The battle of Nantian on the same night did hurt him a lot, but it was that battle that Zheng Luo felt extremely happy, and the resentment against Han Shan seemed to have disappeared in that battle.

Until my father's angry slap and the sentence to either die quickly, or cheer up, spread your wings and fly high, don't let those who saved you die in vain.

After that night, he walked out of the door and told the world with a powerful record on the Huainan battlefield that the former Tianjiao of the Eastern Qi Dynasty had returned.

Time has passed, although Han Shan has been destroyed, but he held back a mouthful of resentment against Han Shan in his heart, and after hitting Ye Nantian hard, he felt that that breath had finally subsided, and it was time to let go of these resentments.

Rest assured, dead soldiers, for the sake of your parents, wives and children, and for the peace and contentment of more people, I will swear to protect the future of Daqi, and no one will want to touch it.

Picking up the teacup, he took a sip lightly and said: "Jin Yu, everything is the same as what you said to me yesterday, Ye Nantian really withdrew after getting Lu Caichi's whereabouts, but why are you sure that even if Lu Caichi finds him, he will not follow him back to Qi Kingdom." Zheng Luo's steady tone carried a hint of questioning.

Jin Yu stared straight at the other party, he already had a plan in his mind, it seemed that he was going to use Big Brother Tong as a shield again, but this shield was used too much, will it be addictive in the future! (To be continued.) )