I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 155
The two entered the room one after the other, and seeing Xie Qingchen who looked wary, Qingwen hurriedly introduced, "This is my elder brother, Mu Qingxi."

The two men looked at each other and looked at each other.

This is Miss Mu's foster brother?
This is Xie Qingchen who was ordered to be killed by the landlord of Seven Stars?

Mu Qingyi turned her head and glanced at Qingxi, seeing that he was safe and sound, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart that had been hanging all this time fell steadily.

At this time, Mu Qingyi had already treated Feng Er's multiple sword wounds.Slight scrapes on the blade were bandaged with disinfectant, and large and deep wounds were sutured.

She sewed very fast, and while Gu Ye was not watching, she took out those hard-to-explain tools and quickly stuffed them back after use, which saved some trouble.

Gu Ye helped Feng San to the side room where Mu Qingyi had been lying before, and came over to tell Xie Qingchen about the situation.

Xie Qingchen insisted on going over to have a look, but Gu Ye couldn't help it, so he had to help him over.

Seeing that the timing was good, Mu Qingyi asked Qingwen to take Qingxi to the back kitchen to boil some water to wash off the blood on her body.

Qingwen complied obediently, and hurriedly dragged the reluctant Qingxi out of the main room.

The footsteps of the two were in the first hospital, and she immediately took Feng Er into the consultation room, quickly tested the blood type, and hung the bag for blood transfusion.

This guy lost too much blood, and if he didn't get another blood transfusion, his brain would suffer from hypoxia, and the consequences would be disastrous.

She has seen too many brain-dead vegetative states caused by excessive blood loss caused by traffic accident patients who were not rushed to the hospital.

Although his body was still alive, he lost consciousness forever and became a living dead.

The living dead may not know anything, just like the dead.

But what about his family?With a beating heart and a warm body, you tell me he's dead?

The whole blood in the blood bag was infused into Feng Er's body bit by bit from the vein, and the blood pressure and pulse gradually stabilized.

Hang up the rehydration bag and tie into the vein on the back of the other hand.

Looking at Feng Er's clothes that were almost soaked in blood, and thinking of the wounds he had treated just now, Mu Qingyi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this guy's ability to live now depends entirely on his own strength!
If his martial arts hadn't been advanced to a certain level, and his strength and tolerance had been controlled to the extreme, he wouldn't have survived to wait for her treatment.

Feng Er had many sword wounds on his body, but none of them were critical.The opponent had the will to kill, and there was no room for strikes, but Feng Er, relying on his superb control of the body, perfectly avoided all fatal injuries.

Curiosity that was not there before was aroused at this moment.

Feng Er is so powerful, what about his master?What is the identity of these people?Why are they hunted down frequently?

After the blood bag and fluid replacement bag were empty, she took Feng Er out of the consultation room.

Time didn't seem to flow in reality, it was still when she entered, the footsteps of Qingxi and Qingwen were walking away towards the kitchen.

Feng Er is fine here, and will wake up soon, so she simply packs her things and goes to the side room to watch Feng San.

In the side room at this time, Xie Qingchen sat beside Feng San, frowning.

Feng San was awake, his face pale as paper, the wound on his left abdomen was still oozing blood, dyeing the clothes around the wound dark red.

"Young master—I don't regret my death, I just hope that you don't get depressed anymore, my brothers are waiting for you, waiting for you to go back."

Xie Qingchen frowned and remained silent.

Feng San stretched out his hand, and his bloody hands tightly grasped the young master's wide sleeves embroidered with pine and green bamboo, leaving blood marks, "Young master—the more you back down, the less he will let you go. The old master has a spirit in heaven, I don't want to see you being killed by him—"

Gu Ye said, "Feng San, stop talking."

(End of this chapter)