Lin Feng took off his shirt and lay down.

The wound on his chest looked a little shocking.

Jiang Yu brought over a medical kit and carefully cleaned Lin Feng's wounds first.

Her approach is very professional.

Lin Feng himself is also very resistant, although it hurts when cleaning the wound, but he doesn't say a word.

"You don't hurt?"

Jiang Feng was a little curious, and Lin Feng didn't even frown.

Lin Feng smiled bitterly.

"Get used to it."

Indeed, when following the femme fatale, Lin Feng had experienced countless injuries to himself, and he had long been used to it.

Jiang Yu's serious treatment of Lin Feng's wounds made Lin Feng think of the femme fatale, at that time, in the deep mountain villa, it was a femme fatale who injured Lin Feng, and it was she who threw Lin Feng into the Gobi Desert and fought desperately with a group of wolves, but she was also the one who treated Lin Feng's wounds.

Seeing that Lin Feng was a little distracted, Jiang Wu asked.

"Mr. Lin, what are you thinking?"

Lin Feng came back to his senses.

"It's nothing, you treated my wounds, it reminded me of someone."

Jiang Wu looked curious.

"Really?"

"Then she must be very beautiful, just like you Sister Jiang and me, right?"

Lin Feng nodded directly.

"That's right."

Jiang Wu asked again.

"You like her?"

Lin Feng shook his head. Look at the book

"How is it possible, she is my enemy."

"Huh?"

Jiang Wu was obviously a little surprised.

Lin Feng said.

"Don't mention her."

"Sister Jiang, I just heard that your medical skills are very good, I thought before that you were just a Gu Sect master. At that time, I gave my father-in-law a detoxification because I happened to prescribe the right medicine, but according to the meaning of my predecessors, your medical skills are also extraordinary!"

Jiang Wu smiled and just said.

"Senior Yan, he does know something."

"In the early years, I studied with the Ancient Medicine Sect for a few years, and I had a few good Ancient Medicine Sect ointment recipes in my hand."

"Six years ago, when a Fuso master came to challenge the National Arts Association, Mr. Yan was eighty-two years old and defeated the Fuso master. But after all, the senior is too old, and he was also injured in that battle, which was cured by my ointment!"

Lin Feng suddenly said.

"I see, Senior Yan is really a hero!"

People like Yan Yiwei are admirable.

"You endure some, when you apply the ointment, it will hurt a lot!"

Lin Feng snorted.

Jiang Yu took out her specially formulated ointment from the small porcelain bottle and applied it to Lin Feng's chest wound. Her technique was very careful, Lin Feng took a deep breath and secretly endured the severe pain.

Indeed, this kind of pain is not ordinary pain, as if it penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

Jiang Wu's technique is fast and steady.

After Jiang Wu helped Lin Feng completely smear the wound, Lin Feng's forehead and arms were already covered with cold sweat.

But after the pain, Lin Feng did feel that the injury on his chest was much easier.

Then.

Lin Feng sat up.

Jiang Yu used gauze to wrap the wound on Lin Feng's chest.

Get dressed.

Jiang Yu handed another bottle of ointment to Lin Feng.

"Xiao Feng, you take this bottle of ointment, the one just now is black medicine, this is white medicine, the black medicine connects the muscles and bones, the white medicine grows flesh, and recovers the injury. You can use the black medicine once, and if you apply this white medicine every day, after seven days, the wounds on your body will heal, and there will be no scars."

When Lin Feng heard this, he couldn't help but ask.

"So amazing?"

Jiang Wu nodded.

"Of course."

"This is the secret recipe of the ancient medicine sect."

"Nope

Faith, you can try your palm power, and you will definitely be completely unaffected."

Lin Feng had naturally heard of the miraculous medical skills of the Ancient Medical Sect, and the injuries of the Blue Army, Lin Feng also pinned all his hopes on the Ancient Medical Sect. Unexpectedly, Jiang Wu, the leader of the Gu Gate, actually knew the medical skills of the ancient medical sect.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, exerted force in his left and right hands, and slapped his empty palm.

A sound that broke the air.

Lin Feng's palm power completely burst out, and the injury on his chest did not affect his palm power.

I have to say.

Jiang Wu's black medicine is really very powerful.

This made Lin Feng a little excited, after all, what his buddy Blues needed most now was this magical drug.

Lin Feng immediately asked.

"Sister Jiang, do you still have this black medicine in your hands?"

Jiang explained.

"This black medicine, one use is enough, you don't need to use it a second time."

Lin Feng knew that Jiang Wu had misunderstood what he meant.

And he said.

"Sister Jiang, actually, I don't want to use it myself. A good brother of mine, he was seriously injured, many meridians and bones in his body had been knocked off, he used to be a master, and now, he can hardly take care of himself, I don't know if your black medicine can cure his injuries?"

Jiang Wu asked Lin Feng to sit down, she poured Lin Feng a cup of tea, and asked again.

"Xiao Feng, what is the specific extent of your friend's injury, and how many muscles and bones are injured?"

Lin Feng learned about the Blues' injuries.

He replied.

"His injuries, mainly concentrated in the arms, legs, meridian bones, are more serious than mine."

"That's about a dozen serious injuries!"

Jiang Wu was a little surprised when she heard this.

"More than a dozen, who is so ruthless?"

Jiang Wu sighed with emotion, and she said again.

"If it's one or two injuries, the black ointment on my hand is enough."

"But if it's a dozen, the black ointment on my hand is far from enough. The recipe for this black ointment is so hard to find, and I have been collecting it all these years to make three bottles of black ointment."

"Before, I used a bottle for Senior Yan, just now, I used a bottle for you, and now, only the last bottle is left."

Indeed, a bottle of ointment is not enough for the Blues.

More than a dozen, at least a dozen bottles of black ointment.

"Jiang Jiangtou, since the prescription is difficult to find, can you tell me which kind of medicinal material is difficult to find, I can try it and see if I can find this medicinal material."

Lin Feng felt that he saw hope.

After all, the whereabouts of the people of the Ancient Medicine Sect are secretive, and it is difficult to find them, and since Jiang Wu has this medicine, she may be able to help the Blue Army.

Jiang Yu thought about it for a moment.

"Other medicinal herbs, as long as you have money, you can buy them."

"But there are two kinds of prescriptions, and money may not be able to buy them. One is called a unicorn, and the other is called a keel."

"There are substitutes for these two things in the catalogue of Chinese herbal medicines, and the substitute for unicorn exhaustion is the sap of the dragon's blood tree, which is a congealed lump. A substitute for the keel is the fossil of paleontology, such as the tortoise shell of the oracle bone."

"But the medicinal effect of this substitute is too weak, and although it can also connect the muscles and bones, it is far less than the real unicorn and keel."

Listen to what Jiang Wu said.

Lin Feng was a little puzzled.

"The real Qilin exhaustion and dragon bones, what is that, it can't really be the blood exhaustion of the Qilin and the bones of the dragon, right?"

These two animals are basically legendary existences, how can there be unicorn blood exhaustion and dragon bones in reality?

Jiang said.

"Whether there are unicorns or dragons, I don't know."

"But the Qilin exhaustion and dragon bone I got before are indeed different from ordinary Chinese medicinal materials!"