Since the civil strife in the Eastern Imperial Church, Baicaotang has been crowded. Many injured disciples were sent by their halls. Every day, the backyard of Baicaotang was almost filled with straw mats. At first glance, there were people lying in a bustling manner.

Several disciples from Baicaotang were sweating profusely to change the medicine for everyone.

But Baicaotang is just a hall, how can it take care of so many patients?

Therefore, many injuries and diseases cannot be treated even if they have pus in the wound and are seriously injured and dying.

This is also why Qinghetang was so injured but no one wanted to come to Baicaotang.

They believed that even if they arrived at Baicaotang, they would not be able to be treated.

This is indeed the case.

When Lin Yang entered Baicaotang, he smelled not the fragrance of herbs, but also the foul smell of pus and inflammation in the wound.

Walking along the way, there were people sitting everywhere in the aisles, courtyards, steps, etc.

Many people looked pale and very haggard, while others curled up and shivered.

Some people kept wailing and moaning, as if the pain in the wound was unbearable.

These wounded people are like beggars, waiting helplessly for the people from Baicaotang to come and treat them.

Seeing Lin Yang and his group coming, many people looked confused.

They were all people who did not attend the Eastern Emperor Conference, so they did not know Lin Yang.

"Miscellaneous Doctors! All the miracle doctors in Baicaotang! Save me quickly! I really can't stand it anymore, I feel so painful! I'm going to die!"

At this time, a man with an arm broken and covered in blood suddenly crawled out from the side, grabbed Lin Yang's ankle and howled in pain.

"Rare!" The person next to him kicked the man over and shouted: "You are so brave! How dare you be so rude to the new leader of our sect? Open your dog's eyes and take a look. This is the new Emperor of the Eastern Emperor of our sect!! Why don't you come to pay a visit to the leader quickly?"

As soon as these words fell, everyone at the scene was stunned.

"Master?"

"This...what's going on?"

"Who is he?"

"I haven't seen it before!"

"And...he's so young, when did he become our leader?"

"Where is Elder Su? Where is Elder Liu? Where is Young Master Tang? Shouldn't we choose the leader from these people? Why... it's this person?"

The scene exploded.

The injured church members stared at each other, and everyone looked shocked.

The people from all halls of the Eastern Imperial Sect have been fighting to the death until now, for the position of the leader.

They originally thought that the three palaces or Mr. Tang would have won the position of leader. Even if they failed, some of the elders of our sect with extraordinary strength should be involved?

Who is this young man?

Why is he capable of overwhelming all the heroes and sitting on the throne of the leader?

No one can understand, no one can accept it.

Lin Yang glanced at everyone and said lightly: "Many of them are suffering from external injuries. Why don't you arrange a car to take them to a hospital outside the mountain for recuperation?"

"this..."

The people following Lin Yang hesitated.

"Why are you doing hesitation? Tell me everything!" Lin Yang shouted coldly.

Lin Yang repeatedly asked, the people next to him had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Master, it's not that we don't want to give it to you, but we really can't give it to you, and we can't give it to you." A man named Liu Ma said on the side.

"Why can't you deliver it or you can't give it?"

"Master, before the conference started, the halls were fighting. Each hall was in urgent need of manpower. Although these people were injured, they still had some combat power. Therefore, the people in the hall were not allowed to leave Donghuang Mountain and go outside for treatment." Liu Ma said.

"What?"

Lin Yang's pupils swelled slightly.

"What's more, there are many people blocking the road outside the mountain. They have to search for a layer of oil and water when going in and out. If there is no oil and water, they will not let it go. Now, except for the above halls in our sect, the other halls are all poor. How dare you come out of the mountain? I'm afraid that the mountain will not go out, and the people will be gone!"

Lin Yang didn't say anything.

He can understand.

In the fight for power, victory is the most important thing. What does a mere life count as?

No one cares!

At least the current Donghuang Cult people don’t care at all.

"Contact outside immediately and ask them to drive the ambulance and send the seriously injured person for treatment. The remaining ones are slightly injured and recover from the wounds in Baicaotang!" Lin Yang shouted softly.

"Yes, leader!"

Liu Ma and others immediately jogged down to make arrangements.

"Master!"

At this time, a woman with disheveled hair ran over, knelt directly in front of Lin Yang, and kowtowed at him three times.

"Master! Save my senior brother, Master! Please!" The woman was excited and shouted anxiously.

"Save your senior brother?"

"My senior brother is almost out of reach. Master, even if you send a car to the hospital now, he will only die halfway. He must be rescued now, otherwise he will not be able to survive!" The woman cried.

Lin Yang Chen said, "Where is your senior brother?"

"Here, here!"

The woman hurriedly got up and led Lin Yang and her group forward.

Soon, everyone found the woman's senior brother, Xu Bujin, a disciple from Feifeng Hall, in a broken grass reed next to Baicaotang.

At this moment, Xu Bujin was lying on the ground, twitching gently. The woman bandaged her chest with a few pieces of rotten cloth, but she was stained with blood. There were also a large number of wiped tissues beside him, all of which were stained with blood. The man's face was extremely pale and he was already confused.

"Master, please save my senior brother. As long as you can save my senior brother, I am willing to make a cow and a horse for you."

The woman knelt on the ground again, crying and shouting.

Lin Yang walked forward and took off the ragged cloth from the man's chest.

There was already pus inside, the flesh at the wound was rotten, and a foul smell came to my nose.

"Wound infection, suppuration, broken ribs, and the possibility of worsening injuries."

Lin Yang murmured, and said with a stern look: "Prepare silver needles, herbs, and start the fire and boil the medicine!"

"Master, are you here?" the person behind him asked in a daze.

"Just here... By the way, let's go to Baicaotang for me... No, all the people who were seriously injured in the entire Eastern Emperor Cult are here, and I will treat them with the people from Baicaotang! The serious injuries will be treated first!!"

"Yes, leader!"

After a while, the entire Baicaotang and even the Eastern Emperor's Church were in full swing.
Chapter completed!