Dynastic was too badly injured.

Ye Xuan, who had just arrived, had already protected Qingtian's heart, but it was only to protect it.

With Zheng Long's strength, one or twenty punches smashed firmly on Qingtian's back.

If it weren't for the fact that Qingtian's body was too strong, if it wasn't for the extremely strong desire to survive, if it weren't for the fact that his physical fitness was much stronger than ordinary people, if he hadn't taken Zhu Yanguo earlier, he would probably have died on the spot!

But even so, at this moment, Qingtian's heartbeat was already so weak and weak that it could barely even be felt.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and forced himself to calm down.

"Scissors!" Ye Xuan shouted loudly, without raising his head.

The Nangong sisters standing behind Ye Xuan were stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took action, and soon brought scissors.

Ye Xuan took the scissors and quickly cut off the clothes on Qingtian's body, and said loudly while cutting: "Hit, let the doctors from the hospital come over and ask them to bring oxygen cylinders, disinfectant, scalpels, needles and threads, gauze, and saline!"

After Ye Xuan finished speaking, Nangong Xu outside the house hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.

At the same time, Ye Xuan turned Qingtian's body over.

The back of the sky suddenly fell into the eyes.

A piece of it, already sunken down, looked very terrifying, and the blood was blurred.

Nangong Zi, Nangong Qing and the others were all a little pale, and they were frightened when they looked at this scene.

Ye Xuan didn't blink his eyes, first took out the bloodletting needle, four of them together, and suddenly shot the needle around the sunken wound.

The next second.

A lot of red-black bruises that can be seen in the flesh~ are flowing out.

"Towels, clean towels!" Ye Xuan said loudly.

Nangong Qing hurriedly handed over the towel, and Ye Xuan put the towel beside Qingtian.

Soon, the white towel was infested with bruises.

After about half a minute, the speed of the blood flow slowed down, and after another few tens of seconds, the blood was cleared.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, and then shouted again: "Lighter, bring it!"

Now waiting for the scalpel from the hospital to be delivered, it seems that it is a little too late, Ye Xuan can only use the scissors in his hand to do the operation first!

Nangong Zi quickly handed over the lighter.

Ye Xuan first sterilized the scissors in his hand, then approached the miserable wound without blinking, and then went directly from around the wound.

It's like cutting clothes, just cut it!

There was a fuzzy wound the size of a bowl, and Nan Xuan was going to cut off all that piece of meat?

Nangong Xu, Nangong Yuanzheng and others were so frightened that their legs were weak.

Fortunately, this is not the case, Ye Xuan's cut is not deep, only half an inch.

Then he took out the blade needle and began to quickly clean the broken bones and skin according to the shape of the cut wound.

And at the same time as Ye Xuan saved people.

Chongzhou City was shocked!

Ye Xuan beat Zheng Hong to death, seriously injured Zheng Long, and punished Tong, Jin Su and others to kneel The news spread at once!

In an antique villa in Shanghai, a young man was holding a copy of Kant's Introduction to the Metaphysics of the Future in one hand.

Behind the man stood two men.

Two men who are about the age of about two, two men who look unpretentious, and two men who seem to be ancient and unwavering.

Just as the man was fascinated by reading a book.

Suddenly, it rang.

The man frowned slightly, put the book aside, and picked up the old-fashioned one next to the table.

"Prince, something is wrong!" was a somewhat panicked voice.

"Watson, did I tell you, no matter what happens, you must be calm, calm, and contemplative......" Although Gu Feng's voice was flat, it gave people a very depressed feeling.

"No, prince, it's Sister Niantong who has an accident!" In it, the man's voice was not calm, but became more anxious: "The madman is seriously injured, the madman's younger brother Zheng Hong is dead, Jin Su, Niantong and a few of them are kneeling at the door now, and the power of life and death is in their hands!"

, the man said quickly.

Gu Feng's eyes tightened slightly, and the hand he was holding tightened slightly: "Tell me specifically, who is it?"

"Ye Xuan, a nameless boy in Chongzhou, is very powerful, not only can he easily injure a madman, but he is also fearless, and he doesn't seem to be afraid of our Gumeng at all!"

"I see!" Gu Feng said and hung up.

It was Gu Huasheng who fought Gu Huasheng, one of Gu Feng's most powerful subordinates, and Gu Huasheng has been taking care of channels, contacts, news and other things.

As long as something happened, Gu Feng could know it as soon as possible, relying on the intelligence system established by Gu Huasheng.

What is the most valuable thing in the world right now? talent, innovation and news!

A very time-sensitive message is very valuable.

"Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan?" Gu Feng squinted slightly, muttering while rhythmically tapping on the tabletop.

Suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in Gu Feng's eyes: "My Gu Feng's godsister can't just kneel down casually!"

Saying that, Gu Feng said in a deep voice: "Call the Chongzhou side, postpone this time for the Gambling Stone Festival by one day, and I will go in person one day later!"

"Yes, Prince!" one of the men behind him nodded and said in a deep voice.

"In one day's time, the Zhou family, the Zheng family, and the Nanling Wuyuan should be able to send someone to deal with Ye Xuan, right? Even if it doesn't be solved, Ye Xuan, hehe...... The backstage should be revealed, right?"

Gu Feng muttered to himself, and then said: "Collect all the information of Ye Xuan for me, and if someone comes to visit and someone looks for me, tell the other party directly that I am in retreat and cultivation, and it may take a day or two to get out!"

"Yes, Prince!"

............

At this moment, Ye Xuan's operation on Qingtian was at a critical moment.

For more than an hour, Ye Xuan had been treating Qingtian without stopping at all, and Nangong Zi, Nangong Qing, and the doctors and nurses who had already arrived on the side were all watching carefully.

The atmosphere was very solemn.

In Ye Xuan's hands, all kinds of needles kept changing, and under his transformation, Qingtian's back was finally cleaned up.

The dandruff and broken bones are all gone.

The broken and broken back bones are under Ye Xuan's magical means, as if they are connecting and turning.

It took a hundred days for the wound to break the bones, but under Ye Xuan's hands, it was only half an hour.

Ye Xuan can't afford to wait, and Qingtian can't afford to wait, let alone a hundred days, even if it's one day, Qingtian may die.

Therefore, Ye Xuan is not afraid of shocking the world, and when his blood needs to be used, it will not stop dripping wildly.

After the wound on the back was treated, this life-saving treatment in a race against time had just been completed. ！