This bandit has never fought so badly, and these people don't look like bandits when they are dressed, but they are all richly dressed and wearing gold crowns.

Seeing that the doctors in the room took turns to fight, but they could not stop the bleeding, and they chattered that they could not be saved by so much blood, and one of the big men who sent the wounded yelled and kicked and broke a stool, which frightened the whole room into silence.

"Doctor Liu has already gone to pick it up, are you all waste, you can't save your life, can't you even stop bleeding?" The big man roared.

This master was like a black tower, with a knife hanging from his waist, which frightened all the apprentices and doctors.

"This... This is true.. The wound is too big... The medicine sprinkled on it is useless. The eldest disciple stubbornly said, "Wait for the master to come back." ”

"You shit!" The big black man shouted, and kicked and broke a jumping stool again.

The full class of apprentices shrank in silence.

"Wrap it up first, pack it more, sprinkle all the medicine.." The eldest disciple had to urge the others to hurriedly say.

The room was full of people.

"Just sew it up."

A low voice suddenly sounded behind him, which made the big disciple who was sweating in a hurry very annoyed.

"Who's making trouble here!" He turned around and whispered.

The undisturbed apprentices behind them swooped out of the way, revealing a young apprentice standing last.

The apprentice was talking to another in a low voice, and was suddenly hung in front of someone, and could not help but be startled.

"Hu San! Who let you in? Go back to the backyard! The eldest disciple shouted angrily when he saw this person.

This young man called Hu San is the same Dr. Hu who treated Brother Aru.

At this time, he was scolded by this big disciple, and then looked at the contemptuous eyes of the room, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

Thinking about it, he was also from the Xinglin family, but he was not very famous, his father died early, and he didn't get the true inheritance, but he couldn't lose his ancestral business, so he easily walked into this Qianjin Hall, wanting to be this apprentice, learn medical skills and revitalize the family style, but he has been here for three years, and he doesn't even have the opportunity to get close to Liu Pucheng, let alone learn medical skills, and he has to be called by these apprentices.

What skills do you have, it's not that you can't diagnose and treat such injuries, it's better that I am more knowledgeable!

"I know how to cure it." Hu San shouted hotly.

There was silence in the lobby.

When Hu San shouted this, he panicked, and then saw that all eyes fell on him, and his heart beat even harder.

"Get down." The eldest disciple glared and shouted.

The full hall was lively again, everyone was busy, Hu San was hung in place, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"You say you don't know much, and you don't believe it." His face was full of self-congratulation, but he wanted to save some face, muttered a word and turned around and left.

As soon as I raised my foot, I heard a loud shout behind me.

"That guy, come over and treat me!"

This voice frightened Hu San's legs and was about to sit on the ground.

"Uncle, this is our handyman here... Everyday is to pick up medicine or something. The eldest disciple hurriedly explained to the man, although Hu San was very annoying, but after all, he had the name of Qianjintang, and if something happened, it would be Qianjintang who would be unlucky.

"Aren't you handymen? It's still incurable, it's all waste anyway! The big man shouted, and as soon as he stretched out his big hand, two cold-faced attendants with a cross knife came over in a few steps, brought Hu San, who was already weak, and pressed it in front of the wounded.

"Cure me!" Dahan shouted.

Hu San wanted to cry without tears at this time, and his face was pale.

"I, I..." he stammered, wondering if if he would be slapped on the head directly by this big man if he couldn't be cured?

"I'll cure it." He gritted his teeth and shouted, stretching out his trembling hand, "Bring the water!" ”

The others didn't expect him to say this sentence at all, and they were all stupid for a while.

"Senior brother, it's over, Hu San was so frightened that he went crazy..."Someone whispered to the eldest disciple.

Hu San shouted too imposingly, and an apprentice next to him was also stunned, so he really brought him water.

Hu San shook his hands and stared at the scene he saw that day, gritted his teeth and tore off the strip of cloth that wrapped the wound, his movements were too clumsy to make the injured make a painful sound, the big man's brows jumped, and he couldn't hold back.

"I... I'm going to give it to him now. He clears.. Clear that wound..."Hu San looked at the bloody wound that was revealed in front of him, and said tremblingly, reaching out to hold down the wound and pouring the water on it as he spoke.

The wounded shivered at the sudden stimulus, and blood and water scattered on the ground.

"You.." Dahan stood up, glared at Hu San, gritted his teeth and endured it.

Hu San took the first step, and then he was bolder, asked for more water, washed the wound, and even dared to say a few words when the injured person was screaming in pain.

“.. This.. Infected... That one.. Cell.. Something .. Gotta rinse it off.. Otherwise, um.. It's not better.. Bear with it, the fourteen or fifteen-year-old half-year-old child who was the day couldn't bear it, you can't compare to a child like an adult..."

The injured man was conscious under the severe pain, and when he heard his muffled nagging, he gritted his teeth and really held back.

The black-faced man and a few others slowly relaxed their muscles and made a rattling sound, making the other apprentices around them turn pale with fright.

"Alright.." Hu San was sweating profusely and finally finished rinsing, although the blood was still coming out, but at least the wound was not so messy, "Bring a needle and thread."

He said with another hand.

Apprentices, you look at me, I look at you.

"What needlework?" The eldest disciple asked with a dark face.

"We certainly don't have anything like that here... That.. Then take the sewing of clothes. It's all sewing anyway.." Hu San muttered, looked up and said.

Everyone sighed, you look at me, I look at you.

"Hu San, you are looking for death by yourself, don't blame me for not being emotional, if something happens later, you will get out of my Qianjin Hall." The eldest disciple said in a low voice.

Hu San's face trembled, and he swallowed and foamed.

"Get it for him!" The black-faced man shouted.

His words worked, and immediately someone flew and took them.

Hu San took the needle, and the needle was thoughtfully threaded....

Everyone stared at Hu San, and then saw that he trembled and trembled, and slowly pierced the needle into the arm of the injured man....

A scream rang out, followed by another scream, and the sound of a man colliding with the ground.

Hu San, who was still in front of the injured just now, had been slapped away, fell to the corner of the house, hit the table, and lay on the ground rolling his eyes.

"You're fucking, dare to play with Lao Tzu!" The black-faced man scolded, crunching his fists.

Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to say a word, and the apprentice who went to get the needle and thread was only afraid that he would be implicated, so he knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"I, I've really seen people treat people like this.." Hu San lay on the ground and looked at the big man who seemed to be coming over to beat him, so frightened that his snot came out, and shouted in a trembling voice, "It's just. Right down the street... That guy is so good...."

"You little rabbit cub..."The black-faced man didn't listen to him at all, stepped forward and lifted it, and his big fist was about to greet him.

Everyone closed their eyes and couldn't bear to see it.

"Old horse, slow down." A low male voice suddenly sounded, which was undoubtedly natural in Hu San's ears.

Hu San opened his eyes and saw another man walking in from outside the door, his back to the light and he couldn't see clearly, but he saw that his body was as tall as a pine.

"Is there really anyone who has been cured like this?" He asked, standing in the doorway, throwing the whip in his hand and throwing it in his hand.

"Yes, yes, uncle, it's true, that person's arm was cut off and the bleeding couldn't be stopped, it was the doctor who sewed it up with a needle, and he was able to get out of bed at that time, and he was fine in three days, and now he is still picking a hammer in Zheng Si's blacksmith shop." Hu San said loudly, afraid that he would be smashed by a big fist if he took a step too slow.

"Bring the man to me." The man who had just entered the door said, striding in.

Someone behind him answered.

When Yuan Bao was brought into the Thousand Golden Hall, he was still in shock, and when he saw the scene in the hall, his face turned even pale.

"You guys. . . What are you doing with me? I didn't have no fights .." He shouted with a stiff neck.

It's just that the manpower on the street is fighting again, and he is affected by the pond fish.

"Let me see your arm." Someone in the back corner of the room said.

Yuan Bao looked at the sound and saw one sitting over there, two people standing, and it was dark and he couldn't see clearly for a while.

Before he could speak, the man who escorted him next to him grabbed him, tore him twice, and ripped off the sleeves of both arms, revealing his thin arms.

"The one on the right." Hu San's weak voice was masked.

"I'll see.." The black-faced man stepped over in a few steps and grabbed the ingots to the light by the door.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Bao shouted.

In the light, you can see a distinct scar on Yuanbao's arm, which is curved like a snake, completely different from those wounds that heal itself, and the stitches are clearly visible on it.

"Is this really sewn up?" The black-faced man shouted in surprise.

Yuan Bao suddenly understood what they were going to do, turned his head to look indoors, and sure enough, he saw Hu San.

"Little brother, which doctor cured this?" The black-faced man asked with some excitement.

Yuan Bao just closed his mouth and didn't speak, and his young face was full of stubbornness.

At the beginning, his sister once instructed him not to tell others his identity as a curator.

"Don't say it yet?" The black-faced man was a little surprised, "What's there to hide?" Could it be some kind of unsightly person? ”

Yuan Bao just didn't speak, letting him grasp his arm harder and harder.

"Yes, it's the doctor of the Hou Mansion." Hu San said on the side.

Yuan Bao glared at him viciously.

"Little brother, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, you look at this injured person, you can't delay it any longer.." Hu San met his gaze and said hurriedly.

"Oh?" The man sitting in the hall stood up, his voice a little curious, "Doctor of the Hou Mansion? Which Hou Mansion? But this Hou Mansion of Yongqing Mansion? ”

Yuan Bao just didn't speak, and simply lowered his head.

"You bastard!" The black-faced man slapped him, "Believe it or not, Lao Tzu slashed you with a knife." ”

Yuan Bao fell to the ground, raised his head to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the knife drawn by the black-faced man, still keeping his mouth shut.

"Sanqing, when did our family have a doctor?" The man asked, stepping out step by step.

"Hui Shizi, no." One of the attendants standing in the room replied in a low voice, "Why don't you let the little one go back and ask?" ”

The man had already walked to the door of the house step by step, and Yuan Bao raised his head and saw his appearance clearly.

This is a twenty-four-five-year-old man, with slightly dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a bright eye, a high nose, thin lips and blunt jaws, and a rich and natural majesty between his eyebrows.

The Son? This thought flashed through Yuanbao's heart, and his face was a little surprised, and before he could think about anything, he saw the man's thin lips slightly curled, revealing a hint of a smile.

"No, since this kid is so scared and doesn't dare to say it, he must be hiding it, you can't ask it, why waste that effort.." He said, reaching out to hold the handle of the black-faced man's knife, "It's better to treat it again quickly..."

As soon as his words fell, Yuan Bao heard a choking sound, and immediately the knife light flashed in front of him, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body.

Yuan Bao screamed miserably, hugged his arms and fell to the ground.

Looking at the man who was still smiling with the knife, the people in the room only felt that their scalps were numb, and Hu San sat on the ground with a puff.

This is a big problem.....

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