Ten days have passed, and the divine doctor Ni Tian has not left, taking the afterimage of herbs everywhere on the prairie during the day, and drinking and chatting with Mu Xian at night until late at night. In fact, Ni Tian has to come to Wanma Plain several times a year, in addition to drinking and chatting with this only old friend, and also going to collect medicine, this time he is here anyway, so he should be in advance.

Shi Jingtian still hasn't woken up, not even a little consciousness, he's been hovering between life and death, and the threshold of the ghost gate is taking a step back and a step, all relying on his body to make an instinctive struggle.

The divine doctor said that all the body functions are impaired, and there is nothing to eat or drink. The ghost hand is more careful and steady, so he asks him to put some water on Shi Jingtian's chapped lips regularly every day, that's all!

At night on the grassland, the moon is bright and starry, and the cries of insects come from time to time, but it is more remarkably quiet and serene. The bonfire in front of the wooden house was still burning, and the two old men had already gone back to their rooms to rest after chatting for a long time, and the ghost hand remnant brothers lay directly on the grass to sleep.

Five days have passed, a large amount of blood has been lost in Shi Jingtian's body, all the five organs have been damaged, and all the bones and tendons have been broken.

I can't eat or drink, and my instinct to survive is also declining. The damaged heart is beating a little bit, the weak breathing can no longer meet the body's oxygen requirements, yes, to the point that the oil is exhausted, and the strong physique can no longer hold on.

However, Shi Jingtian woke up in the middle of the night. The mind regained some consciousness. But I still didn't feel anything, I couldn't feel pain, I couldn't feel the trauma to my body, and I couldn't open my eyes.

His mind began to be unusually awake, and the picture of the bloody clothes Wang Po punching his body one after another when his demonic energy was exhausted clearly appeared in his mind. "I'm going to die, maybe it's a return to the light!"

At this moment, Shi Jingtian could clearly know who he was still thinking about in his heart, "Death is death, Mo Yan will definitely take care of Nizi, and Siguang and Tianci will already be able to take charge of themselves, and... And... Qin'er is still waiting for me, I've been waiting for a long time, I'm in a hurry!"

There is no self in the world, so why bother to go back. Shi Jingtian gave up this last lucidity, didn't want to think about anything, and his body began to give up on survival, quietly waiting for death, and the last bit of breathing and heartbeat finally stopped abruptly.

Just as the last bit of consciousness was about to leave this body, suddenly there was a split in the mind, and a drop of blood appeared there out of thin air. It's small, but it's bright and clear, like a beacon in the dark mind.

"What is this?"

Before Shi Jingtian's vague consciousness was thinking something, this drop of blood suddenly exploded. The overwhelming blood color, the whole consciousness was bright red, the color became darker and darker, and finally turned into a thick purple red.

It is like a purple-red waterfall without a source, rushing straight down from the top of the body, with hundreds of limbs and bones all over the body, irrigating every skin and bone. Shi opened his eyes suddenly, and the inside of his eyes was also reddish-purple, and his originally dead gray skin instantly became rosy.

The exposed body, in order to fix the broken bones, Ni Tian wrapped layer after layer of bandages. At this moment, under the impact of this head-to-toe waterfall in the body, the wound burst and a large amount of bright red blood gushed out, and it gradually stopped when he knew that the blood had turned purple.

The sharp pain that he had never felt suddenly spread to Shi Jingtian's brain, his whole body twitched violently twice, his purple-red eyes closed, and Shi Jingtian was completely unconscious.

The next day, just after dawn, the first thing the ghost hand did when he got up was to see the situation of the person in the house, which was a little high in terms of half-dead, just a little breath, and persevered for a few days, maybe I don't know when it suddenly disappeared. Just moisturize his lips every day, and he starved to death even if he was hungry for ordinary people, and the tenacity of his vitality made the ghost hand full of admiration in his heart.

Pushing the door into the house, I habitually looked at the bed, and I couldn't help but be stunned. The miracle doctor Ni Tian wrapped a very thick gauze after the operation to graft the bone, but after changing it a few times, it had long ceased to bleed, and now it was a piece of blood red.

After walking a few steps to the window, he tentatively sniffed with his hand. Symmetrical and long, the complexion is not as dead as ashes, but much ruddy. Yesterday there was still nothing, how did the body recover this morning, I didn't have time to think about it, I ran outside the door and shouted, "Master, Ni Tian senior, come on, come and see!"

Mu Xian was the first to open the door and walk out, and when he heard the shout of the ghost hand, the first thing that came to mind was the young man in the house, his brows furrowed, and he sighed, "That young man persevered for five days and five nights, and finally couldn't get rid of the clutches of death?"

"The doctor is benevolent, but life and death are fate!" Ni Tian also walked out of the house, this kind of injury is indeed difficult to enter the blue sky.

"No, master, come and see. He... His vital signs have become stronger!" The originally steady ghost hand couldn't hold back his excitement and shouted, watching a dying man come to life, and he couldn't help but be happy.

"What!!"

The two gray-haired old men walked into the door one after the other, and Ni Tian went straight to the bed, first probing his nose, then his pulse and heartbeat, and finally checking his whole body inch by inch.

"It's incredible, I've never seen anything like it, old man!"

"What a powerful vitality, how can it be described as shocking!"

Ni Tian's face was shocked, and his already red face shone with a layer of light because of shock and excitement. After examining Shi Jingtian's body over and over again, his mouth couldn't stop sighing in amazement, and he couldn't believe it, carefully examining every piece of skin and bone.

"Old Ghost Ni, what's wrong, what are you doing in such a daze?" Mu Xianxian also saw the young man who was covered in bandages and asked worriedly and nervously.

The young man's vital signs suddenly became apparent, but now was not the time to talk about it. Ghost Hand went to the room to get my medicine box, I still have to carefully check the right medicine, you all go out first!"

The ghost hand went in response, and brought an alley when it was not long, Ni Tian took out a needle bag and a sharp knife from it, and looked back at Mu Xianxian, who was still standing there, "You guys go out first, don't get in the way of me anymore!"

Mu Xiantian wanted to take a look here, but Ni Tian had to walk out of the room after he got rid of himself. Isn't it just a little bit of medical skills, and if it gets in the way, I walked out of the room dissatisfied.

"What's the matter, master!" asked the afterimage, who had just gotten up when he heard the shouts of the eldest brother's ghost hand, and opened his eyes vigorously.

"That young man, it seems to be alive, I went in this morning to see, and my snort was no different from that of ordinary people!" said the ghost hand, "Now Senior Ni Lai is carefully examining it inside!"

"Really!" The afterimage was also happy when he heard it, and the miracle of life from death to life appeared in front of him, and everyone was inexplicably excited.

"Yes, who would have thought!" Mu Xiantian stroked his gray beard, and couldn't hide the joy in his heart, sitting on the bamboo chair in front of the door and said, "Ghost hand, go and pour me a cup of hot tea." Afterimage, you go and prepare wine and meat, this old ghost doesn't know how long it will take to go in, and when he comes out, he will have to scream and be hungry!"

A miracle, a miracle! The bloody clothes of the master of the hidden world were broken, and he was able to survive for five days and five nights under such a serious injury, how tenacious his vitality must be to persevere. It's really an unusual young man, when he wakes up, he must have insight into his memory, and he will become a great tool in the future.

The ghost hand makes a good meal, and he is the best at using barley noodles from the grassland to make pasta. The afterimage is very active, and his favorite thing is to set up an iron pot, boil boiling water, and then go to the grassland to catch all kinds of game, and come back to roast or boil.

Mu Xianxian's mood was better than every day, because of Ni Tian's arrival, and even more because the young man who everyone had no hope of reporting had improved. Sitting on the bench and drinking tea leisurely, watching the two apprentices go about their business.

It seemed that there was less time than Mu Xianxian expected, and when it was bright, Ni Tian walked out of the house. With his head down, his eyes turned around and he didn't know what to think, and his face was more confused than shock.

As soon as he saw him come out, Mu Xianxian hurriedly pulled him down on the bench and sat down, and the ghost hand and afterimage also came over, "What, old ghost Ni, what happened to that young man? What do you mean by this expression!"

"He's fine, he's recovering well overnight, I've never seen such a recovery in nearly 100 years!"

"Ah, let's hear it first!" Mu Xiantian handed over the hot tea in his hand.

After drinking two sips of hot tea, Ni Tiancai straightened out his thoughts, "This young man is now breathing steadily and long, with a regular and strong pulse and heartbeat. Originally, except for the heart, there was no damage, all the internal organs were broken, and the broken ribs and sternum were punctured and scratched, but now they are healed together, although there are still some cracks, but the basic function has been restored!"

"It's... This..."

Before Mu Xiantian and his two apprentices could recover from the shock, Ni Tian continued, "That's not all, do you remember, when I grafted him bones, almost all my body was cut by me, and a lot of blood was lost, which is also the reason why I don't have much hope for him!"

"And now, now his body is full of fresh blood, and his whole body is full of fresh blood, which came out of nowhere, and forcibly squeezed out all the remnants of his body before, and squeezed the knife wound that was about to scarre!"

"What!" Mu Xiantian was completely stunned, even if he didn't know medical skills, he knew that blood was slowly produced in the human body, how could it fill the whole body overnight.

"It is this blood that nourishes and irrigates every part of the body, and it has a powerful repair function, so that most of the internal organs and skin and bones will heal overnight. Unbelievable, unbelievable!"

When Mu Xiantian and the two apprentices heard this, they were already speechless in shock, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let's eat first, it's not a good thing for people to live, and they will wake up in a few days! After dinner, the afterimage will take me on horseback to collect some things, and I have to prepare some medicinal food for him, and then I have to study and study what is going on with his blood!"

It is indeed a good thing that people have come to life, as for how they lived, shock is shock, but things like reasons should let the divine doctor Ni Tian scratch his head!