"If you don't seek medical attention for your leg within three days, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk for the rest of your life!"

When Murong Xi reacted, the person was already standing in front of Chu Chengshu.

She squinted her eyes and cursed herself for being nosy, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of solemnity.

"This son, why don't you let the steward see if I'm bluffing?"

The person in charge had already smelled the bloody breath on Chu Cheng's body.

However, with Chu Cheng's identity, it is rare not to have blood.

He walked out of the counter and asked Chu Chengshu suspiciously, "Is Gongzi Chu injured?" ”

Chu Chengshu calmly looked at the woman in front of him who was a head shorter than him, and nodded indifferently, "It's not the first time I've been injured, why make such a fuss?" ”

The steward nodded, "Yes, if it's not a big problem, then wait for the young hall master to return to Beijing and take a look?" ”

He really can't afford to serve the killing god in front of him.

Murong Xi said: "The one in charge, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, if you don't look at his legs today, if he investigates it in the future, he may send you to the seventh-level hell." ”

Judging from his appearance, Gongzi Chu is a person who practices martial arts.

A pair of sound legs is extremely important for normal people, let alone for martial artists? Or is it a warrior like him who clearly licks blood on the tip of a knife?

The steward frowned slightly, glanced at Chu Chengshu, and then at Murong Xi.

"Young Master Chu, why don't you show the little one?"

Chu Cheng stood in front of Murong Ji fixedly, he was looking at her.

He was conceited and had deep internal strength, and he covered it seamlessly, and even the person in charge didn't see it, a woman with a veil of power fence, and she could see that he was seriously injured at a glance?

With suspicion of Murong Xi's words, Chu Chengshu still nodded, sat aside, and rolled up his trouser leg with a big grin-

"Shhh

Before the steward could get closer, he gasped.

Murong Xi also saw that there was a palm-sized scar on the truncated leg.

The dark scab had not yet dried completely, and a shocking amount of blood was ready to move beneath it.

After all this, can you still walk casually?

He's a ruthless man!

The steward's expression was solemn, and he squatted down to carefully examine his wounds, "It's so serious, why didn't Gongzi Chu say it earlier?" If this girl hadn't insisted that you were seriously injured, I'm afraid that by the time the young hall master returns, the child's leg would be lame. ”

Only then did Chu Chengshu realize the seriousness of the injury, and raised his eyes to look at Murong Xi with gratitude in his eyes.

Murong Xi bowed slightly, no longer looking at this movement.

He didn't urge the steward to forget his own medicinal materials, and quietly retreated to the side and waited with peace of mind.

After a stick of incense, the steward shook his head and said: "Master Chu, this injury is too serious, the small one can only help you suppress the wound from continuing to deteriorate, but this carrion is a little powerless, and then Chu Gongzi's leg will still be——"

"Where's Dongfang Glass? I'll go find him. Chu Chengshu said lightly.

When Murong Xi heard his decision, her heart lifted.

Fortunately, the person in charge was a knowledgeable person, and hurriedly stopped him, "Don't do it, Gongzi Chu can't use too much physical strength, let alone use martial arts!" ”

"So what do you say?"

The steward's cautious temptation, "Or, a little use of the relationship, to ask for the people of the hospital?" ”

Chu Chengshou was silent, and his cold eyes fell on the steward's body, as if he was looking at a dead man.

The steward also felt that it was inappropriate, and he was so anxious that he was anxious, "The little one received a letter from the young hall master, saying that he had set off from Wanmi Mountain, and he would arrive in the capital in seven days at the earliest——"

"Dignified Jishitang, can't even a small injury be cured?" Chu Cheng got up murderously, annoyed by the noise of the steward, put down his trouser legs, and said angrily: "That's it, Lao Tzu has no intention of managing Dongfang Li, the first medical hall in the world, it is better to change the name to the first pharmacy in the world!" ”

With that, he got up and wanted to leave.

The steward couldn't stop it, and when she saw that she was about to walk in front of Murong Xi, she stepped forward again without control, "This son, if you can trust me, why don't you let me see?" ”

"You?" The steward is more excited than Chu Chengshu, auntie, don't make a mess!

In order not to worry about Chu Cheng's legs, but to worry that Murong Xi would accidentally provoke the person in front of him, and then be buried in the mountains and sleeping on the board!

Murong Xi saw the mental activity on the face of the steward, and stared at Chu Chengshou fearlessly, "I can't guarantee that Gongzi will be able to recover, but at least I can ensure that the carrion is completely removed before the young hall master returns." ”

Chu Chengshou looked at her firm eyes, was silent for a few breaths, and turned around and walked into the back hall.

There is a chamber where the steward sits and sees a doctor.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, and he agreed!

Murong Xi hurriedly followed.

In the empty hall on the third floor, the steward fell into a burst of self-doubt.

Who exactly is the owner here?

"Say it in advance, I'm not a good person, the girl can't be cured, I don't blame you. But if you aggravate my condition, don't blame me for the ruthlessness of the knife in my hand! ”

Chu Chengshu lay on the bamboo and rattan bench and said lightly.

The big knife in his hand was placed horizontally in his arms, faintly glowing with a halo of threat.

Murong Xi thought to herself, what kind of evil god she hadn't seen? There's one in the house! Will you still be afraid of him?

"I also said first, I am not a living bodhisattva who saves suffering, if I really control Childe's injury, please ask Childe to pay the consultation fee according to the market price."

Chu Chengshou closed his eyes indifferently, "I'm afraid that the girl will not be blessed." ”

Murong Xi was frightened out of her courage by Jiang Huaiyin, and the threat of Chu Cheng's killing was not lethal to her.

She casually picked up the needle bag on the side, and each needle was neatly pierced into Chu Chengshu's leg.

Focused.

Even the stewards who were beside him did not consciously become upright.

After a long time of being busy with incense, Murong Xi put away the needle bag, turned around and asked the steward to take some ointment that could numb the pain, and asked for a sharp dagger and high-concentration wine.

The steward's doubts, but for the sake of Murong Ji's previous injection, he still chose to believe Murong Xi.

In the back hall, it is quiet.

Occasionally, there was the muffled snort of Chu Chengzhi and the cramped breathing of the steward.

One hurts, the other scares.

The steward has been practicing medicine for many years, and it is not that Chu Chengzhi can't even cure the cold, on the contrary, his reputation is also famous in the rivers and lakes.

However, Murong Xi's method of solving the wound was simple and rude, directly using a silver needle to lock the blood veins around the wound, and then using a sharp dagger to dig out the carrion.

"Shhh

The stewards were grinning in pain, how did the young girl do it?

I couldn't bear to continue watching, so I turned around and fled the back hall.

At the same time, Jiang Huaiyin had just left the court, feeling the brisk pace that he had not seen for a long time, and his mind was full of the solemn face.

Ye Lan stood in front of the carriage and immediately said to Jiang Huaiyin: "Master, the people below said that they lost the people from the Dark Night Gate—"

Jiang Huaiyin lifted the curtain, his movements were smooth, and he nodded lightly, "It's okay." ”

The Nightgate is a professional organization of killers who had recently carried out an assassination on him.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties.

Several of them fled in confusion, and Jiang Huaiyin didn't have much hope that he would catch him alive.

"Still." Ye Lan said again: "The leg of the left protector was hit hard by his subordinates, and it should be useless." ”