Du Mian had thirty-five sword wounds in her body, which were basically wounded on her left half of her body. The wounds were covered with hideous skin and flesh, and some of them were not even completely treated. Now they still had pus and blood. Once the ugly clothes were untied, the rotten smell of flesh immediately filled the nose.

Teng Zhao's face turned a little pale, and his stomach was a little uncomfortable. He pinched the tiger's mouth hard, forcing himself to stabilize.

This is nothing. He has seen all the dead bodies in the mass grave, which is even worse.

"Three months ago, I was robbed. As you said, I was killed for a long time. I asked several doctors to treat him in time. My life was saved. But after several months of care, my injuries were still incomplete and became weaker." Du Mian said with a blank face: "I don't want to die. I heard that Shaoguan Master is skilled in medical skills, so he dragged his body to fight."

Qin Liuxi looked at the unwillingness in his eyes and said, "The mountains are long and the waters are far away, and the boats are exhausted. You are so hurt that you can still find me. Your desire to survive is indeed strong."

Du Mian smiled bitterly: "If I don't move, I will only wait for death."

He knew his body best. With this injury alone, his blood almost dried up, his muscles and bones broke, and he was unconscious for half a month before he woke up. He had been lying on the bed and was recuperating. In the past 100 days, some shallow wounds on his body were healed, but the deep ones were rotten and black, and he could not stand on his side.

No one feels the pain from the outside to the inside to the numbness more than him.

Du Mianguang was lying on the bed, even though he was drinking nourishing medicine every day, he could feel that he was getting weaker and weaker day by day.

He doesn't want to die!

He is the next heir of the Huaijiang Cao Transportation. If he dies, the Cao Gang captured by his grandfather will be destroyed in his hands.

And this disaster, he knew that it was not as simple as ordinary water bandits.

If he dies, he will only make those who covet his position come true.

In the past 100 days, in addition to recuperating from injuries, he has devoted himself to expel dissidents by using tough measures and pulling out those people, which has stabilized the unstable hearts of the people.

But in the same way, it made him exhausted both physically and mentally, and made him extremely weak.

The strong desire to survive supported his body. It was precisely because of this that a doctor heard a doctor talking about Qin Liuxi, who had hope of life, settled down and helped the middle-aged worker, and then brought a few people to seek medical treatment.

He didn't make a big fuss, but just brought a personal servant to guard him and secretly arranged a few dead soldiers to follow him to avoid being plotted against again.

And he did have some luck, and he had already met Qin Liuxi in Licheng.

God never stops me!

Du Mian looked at Qin Liuxi, and the light in his eyes was as bright as a star.

"Do you firmly believe that I can save you?" Qin Liuxi picked up his right hand and started to lift his veins.

"I didn't dare to believe it, but now I believe it, because I easily met you, the young master. This is God's arrangement, and I will never stop you!"

"Save breath and nourish your spirit, don't put in enough effort to say good things." Qin Liuxi shouted, no longer saying anything, but just lifted his pulse.

Du Mian held her breath.

Qin Liuxi had been holding the vein for a long time and his eyebrows were furrowed.

"You do..."

Du Mian smiled bitterly: "I know I'm a tough life, so you don't have to say the word "no death" anymore."

Qin Liuxi touched his nose and said, "Well, it's hard to live. To put it bluntly, your body is left with an empty shell, and it's all empty inside. The wound is just hanging like this, just like you said before, just wait for death."

Du Mian showed bitterness on his face.

"What medicine have all prescribed for the doctor who treats your injuries? They are all for pain relief, muscle recovery, yin and blood nourishment, right?"

Wasong was the close servant, and he knew the most, but nodded and said, "Yes, because of the excessive knife injury, my master became a bloody man when he was robbed, and the blood in his body was almost dried up. In the past hundred days, the medicines you used were all the medicines you mentioned, pain relief, blood-tonifying and nourishing medicines, and even the water you drank was soaked in red dates."

Even so, Du Mian's face was still pale and had no blood.

"Too heavy tonic will become a burden." Qin Liuxi shook his head and said, "What you eat all day will only make you lose your diet, stagnate your stomach, and the sores will be more difficult to heal. To nourish your body, you must eat and sleep well. Neither of them can be. What should you talk about for recuperation? In addition, you are also worried about excessive weight and labor, which is a taboo for recuperation. Being able to stay here to see me is because you have accumulated great virtue in your previous life."

To recuperate, one needs to rest in peace, and the heart is beyond your control.

But Du Mian was not. He was not breathing a lot and had to work hard to make plans. Not only did he hurt his body, but he also hurt his spirit. It was strange that this injury could be cured.

This is that you don't regard your life as your life at all.

As a doctor, Qin Liuxi should not be accustomed to such people who do not take her body seriously and commit suicide, but she also knows one thing that she cannot help herself.

So she did not criticize too much. She looked at his left hand and took off the bandaged gauze. Seeing the knife wound that was almost horizontally on her hand, she couldn't help but look at Du Mian. What kind of disaster was clearly a killer, and this was a big rhythm that wanted to kill him.

"Your hand is injured in the left cunguan. The five internal organs corresponding to the cunian pulse on the left hand are the heart and small intestine. If your knife injury is not handled properly, the pus and blood flow backwards, the weak, the yin and yang are ineffective, the qi and blood are deteriorated, and the sores are not collected and ulcerated. How can it be cured? Now you are unable to lift it up."

"My hand should be useless." Du Mian was very calm.

Qin Liuxi was silent. The injuries on this man were indeed very troublesome.

"Young Master, after saying so much, do you think my master will still be saved?" Wasong asked with red eyes.

Du Mian also looked up at her.

"If you don't die, it's a bit more uncomfortable." Qin Liuxi pointed to a hideous and black wound on his abdomen and said, "In addition to the left cunguan position, there is also too much injury here. If you get a little deeper, you will be finished. And these two places are the most troublesome. The injury is not well handled, causing the flesh to rot inward, and the person will be gone. If you want to cure it, you have to remove the rotten meat so that the pus and blood can be collected, so that the pus and blood can be regained, so that the flesh can be grown again, and the blood will be nourished."

Du Mian's whole body stiffened.

Wasson exclaimed: "Are you saying that you want to cut off this meat?"

"nature."

Wasong's hands shivered.

There are several places like this on his master's body, so wouldn't they all be cut?

He also tried the pain of the sword, but it was very painful, let alone cutting the flesh.

"As long as it can be cured, I can tolerate it." Du Mian pursed her lips and said, cutting flesh is better than losing her life.
Chapter completed!