But in the same way, the trunk of the tree in front of him seemed to gradually spread from the inside to the surface in an instant, and a terrifying crack quickly appeared.

The effect of the force is mutual, this is the result of scientific demonstration, at the same time that the trunk was blown off and knocked away, Jiang Han was also shaken back and flew out by this countershock.

The half-broken trunk flew straight out with a roaring sound.

"Hiss~"

As soon as Jiang Han landed, he almost fell to the ground, his face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans kept coming out, Jiang Han's eyes were full of bloodshots, and he gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain from his right arm.

Holding his right arm, whose bones were shattered with one hand, Jiang Han looked at the scene in front of him, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

The power of Kaishan Fist has been tested, and it is indeed very powerful and awesome.

However, the price is that his right arm was directly broken, and it is estimated that he will not be better if he does not recuperate for a month, which is still under the premise that he has the spirit blood of the Green Emperor and Linjiang Immortal.

"Grass, curiosity kills people...."Jiang Han scolded secretly, frowned and took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and dialed Fang Zhou's phone.

"Hey, Brother Han, what's the matter with calling me in the middle of the night? The school is preparing for an art performance party, and I'm looking at beautiful women...."The environment in Fangzhou was very noisy, and he shouted at the top of his voice.

"You...," the corners of Jiang Han's mouth twitched, and he walked to a tree with difficulty and leaned against it, and said weakly: "You come to my side, I have something important to look for you." ”

"What's the?"

"My right hand is broken, you can help me contact the doctor in Group Zero, and drive a car to pick me up by the way. ”

The pain came like a tidal wave, making it extremely difficult for Jiang Han to say every word.

"it!"

By the time Fang Zhou hurriedly drove a car over, Jiang Han's face had calmed down, but his face was still as white as paper, and he was in a very bad state.

"Brother Han, what's the matter with you?" Fang Zhou walked quickly, glanced at the broken tree trunk quietly, and persuaded him bitterly: "Even if you can't think about it, don't hurt yourself, you can't scratch it with too much pain." ”

"Get out!" Jiang Han sat in the car with Fang Zhou's support, took a breath, and said, "Practice a martial art, I haven't budgeted for these things, and it's wrong." ”

"Tut-tut, tsk!" Fang Zhou shook a golden light on Jiang Han's right arm while driving, and said, "It's really time for you to get hurt." ”

The pain decreased a lot, Jiang Han quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"The big guy in charge of our group of medical care has gone to Southeast Asia, and now there is no one here to take over for you. Fang Zhou shook his head and said.

"What?!" Jiang Han's eyes twitched, Nima's isn't so cheating, right?

"But don't worry, although we are not professionals, we still know a little bit about it, and with special medicines, it is no problem to cure your hands. ”

"You?" Jiang Hanhu glanced at Fang Zhou suspiciously, and said, "Can it work?"

Fang Zhou snorted proudly and said, "Who am I, Dao Master? The contemporary disciple of Longhu Mountain is also! Hunting ghosts and punishing evil spirits, subduing demons and eliminating demons, and healing injuries and diseases, is it not easy to cure you with a broken arm?"

"Yes, then I will rely on you. Jiang Han was still wearing a Taoist robe at this time, how strange it looked in Fang Zhou's eyes at this time.

"What's the matter with you, where did you get this outfit?" Fang Zhou looked at Jiang Han's Taoist robe with some envy and said.

"Oh, an old Taoist priest sent it. Jiang Han said nonsense.

"Really..."Fang Zhou didn't speak, but Jiang Han could feel his fiery gaze sweeping over him from time to time.

"Can you drive faster, do you want to hurt Lao Tzu to death?" Jiang Han looked at the speed like a turtle crawling, and couldn't help but speak.

"Oooh... Okay, okay!" Fang Zhou hurriedly retracted his gaze, straightened his body, and regained his speed.

Jiang Han sighed, pulled his sleeves, and said, "If you want it, I'll give you this robe." ”

When Fang Zhou heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, the car was crooked, and said, "Really?"

"Damn, can you drive well?" Jiang Han was so frightened that his heart jumped and he scolded.

"Ahem..."Fang Zhou's face turned serious in seconds, and said, "Really, this Dao robe was given to me like this?"

Facing Fang Zhou's expectant eyes, Jiang Han nodded: "Well, it's useless for me to keep it anyway." ”

"Hahahaha, Brother Han, I love you to death!" Fang Zhou didn't jump up with joy, his favorability towards Jiang Han in his heart soared, and if he tried hard, he might be able to fill it up.

The restlessness in his heart was gone, and Fang Zhou stopped a lot all the way, just explained to Jiang Han the matters that need to be paid attention to when he was going to be treated, and so on.

Because the eldest brother who was in charge of the knife ran away, Fang Zhou had no choice but to come up, but his superb Dao skills combined with a thousand strange spells were not a big problem.

Jiang Han did not inject anesthetics, according to Fang Zhou's words, that is, this is conducive to the transmission of arm neurons.

Jiang Han didn't understand, but he knew that he should listen to the doctor's opinion at this time. Although Fang Zhou can't even compare to "half a doctor".

First, the bone residue that was broken into small pieces in Jiang Han's right arm was dragged up with secret techniques, and then spliced back one by one in detail.

It looks simple, but it's incredibly difficult to do.

This is a high-intensity work, the whole spirit does not dare to have the slightest slack, for the loss of mental power is extremely great, in just half a minute, Fang Zhou began to gasp, his face gradually became ugly, fine beads of sweat began to come out.

Gradually, a tingling sensation developed in the right arm, which became more intense as time passed.

Click, click....

A slight and dense crisp sound came from Jiang Han's right arm, and the previously raised skin also returned to its original state, no longer feeling terrifying.

Jiang Han and Fang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Zhou took out a cylinder from the table next to him, and put it on Jiang Han's right arm without saying anything.

"This is a special bone fixation device, your bones are badly damaged, I have used secret techniques to forcibly connect them for you, don't do strenuous exercise for a month, and it's no problem. ”

Fang Zhou rubbed his eyebrows and admonished.

After thinking for a while, he ran out again, and soon walked in with a few small bottles, a trace of pain flashed on his face, and handed it to Jiang Han: "Nuo, the medicine to help you heal your injuries is labeled internally and externally, so take care of it yourself." ”

After speaking, he stood to the side and looked at the Taoist robe Jiang Han was wearing, and his eyes seemed to say, "Hurry up and hand it over, don't ink." ”

Jiang Han knew what this kid was thinking, raised his sour right arm, and said, "You can't let me undress you like this, right?"

Fang Zhou's face darkened, he really didn't expect this aspect of the situation.

"So what to do?"

Jiang Han pondered for a moment and said, "Otherwise, I'll give it to you in three days, how about it?"

"What else, that's all. Fang Zhou sighed like a cabbage.

But soon his face was full of schadenfreude, and he looked at Jiang Han's right arm.

"You've been fed and supported, now it's okay, isn't it? Tut-tut, a few months of single life, it's so miserable..."

(End of chapter)