"Young Master Tian!" Tang Ning looked at the broken sword in the back of Tian Qi's heart. The broken sword was exactly one inch, and it was neatly penetrated into Tian Qi's back of his heart, and no drop of blood flowed out.

But the facts are thousands of times more dangerous than what Tang Ning saw, and no one knows more clearly than Tian Qi. The cut-off sword was inserted into the bones on the back and it was almost avoiding the blood vessels that supplied the blood in the heart and steadily stopped a little inch below the heart.

Just this move is not a killer who is extremely conscious of the human body structure. He cannot do this with a perfect feeling that the killing technique is almost like Tao.

"Not hindrance, you retreat a little bit. Remember the method I taught you just now?" Tian Qi's voice was still calm and quite graceful.

Tang Ning nodded, then shook his head: "I can't do it, Mr. Tian, ​​I'm clumsy and can't do needlework."

Not to mention that the flesh and blood body is sewn together, there are two common techniques in the world. One is to use a red-hot soldering iron to burn the wounds, making the flesh and blood blurred, and turn the sword wounds into burns. However, this method is too extreme. Tian Qi's situation is not as critical as that.

The other is stitching. It was originally used to sew corpses for dead people, but there was a generation of valley masters from Medicine King Valley who participated in the army when they were young and stayed in the north for a long time. This marching and fighting wars and honed medical skills. Finally, they carefully studied it and called themselves a faction. The method was spread.

Tian Qi sighed, there was nothing he could do, and he happened to offend the doctor from Huixian Pavilion and Qixiang Pavilion. It is estimated that this doctor in Bazhou City who is willing to suture his wounds is hard to find!

"Go and burn the carbon." Tian Qi did not force himself, but ordered Tang Ning. Tang Ning nodded again, but then began to shake his head like a ringing bell. Tang Ning said anxiously: "No, that hurts too much. Moreover, after healing, the wound was hideous and terrifying."

Tian Qi smiled. Tang Ning's fierce feelings that day were forced out. After only a few days of stable life, the child's character was revealed.

Tang Ning mustered up the courage and finally decided to suture Tian Qi in the wound, but his hands were still trembling and he couldn't hold the needle firmly.

The door was pushed open, and Tang Yan, who had been resting for a night, still had a low fever. Seeing that Tang Ning had been walking for a long time, she couldn't help but come over to ask. Unexpectedly, she saw Tian Qi's naked back at this time.

His face turned red, and he was about to lower his head and retreat, but when he saw the needle in Tang Ning's hand and the wound on Tian Qi's back, Tang Yan slowly walked over and patted Tang Ning's shoulder: "Give me the needle and thread, you go out and wait."

Tang Ning's eyes flashed with regret, but after hesitating, he still gave the needle to his sister, while he was guarding the door.

Tang Yan looked up and looked at A Li who had fainted. Then she felt relieved and slowly said: "Young master, you can force the broken sword out."

"Okay." Tian Qi responded, and used his internal force to slowly push out the broken sword bit by bit.

With a puff, the broken sword was ejected on the wooden window of the room, which was full of wood, which showed that Tian Qi had a deep skill.

The blood seemed like a blood line to flow out a red line from behind Tian Qi in an instant. Tian Qi controlled his muscles to close the wound slightly.

Tang Yan hurriedly started to get started and threaded the needle bit by bit. A quarter of an hour later, Tang Yan felt that it had been a while, and her hands were covered in blood and her head was covered in cold sweat.

From beginning to end, Tian Qi did not say a word. Tang Yan applied Jin Chuang medicine, washed her hands, took out a clean towel soaked in hot water, and wiped Tian Qi's blood behind her little by little.

Tang Yan suddenly said sadly: "Young Master, you have suffered a lot." He seemed to be asking, but he was sure that it was so painful that Tian Qi refused to say a word.

Tang Yan actually felt strangely as if he was a fallen man in the world. Tian Qi was slightly stunned. His condition was not very good at this time, but it was not too bad. At least this kind of wound without blood vessels was not a big problem for the current weather.

"It's okay." Tang Yan put the clean clothes on Tian Qi and naturally served Tian Qi to put them on. Tian Qi looked at Tang Yan, crossed a stream of Changchun true energy, and said, "Go back and rest, it's not a big problem. Just let Tang Ning clean up the rest."

Tang Yan looked at Tian Qi deeply. This man had a tenacious trait, as if he would never be defeated, and like a lonely pine growing on a cliff. No matter how difficult it was, he could grow into a towering tree.

Isn’t Tang Yan the moment she is protected under the shade of the tree? There is a kind of person in this world who can find an object of worship, draw strength from it, and then grow. From then on, a green seed was planted in Tang Yan’s heart, waiting for the day when her roots sprout and grow into towering trees.

"Also, try practicing Changchun Heart Sutra. This is a medical mental method that will help your body."

Tian Qi had already walked to the bed and sat down, while Tang Yan slowly retreated out.

Tang Ning came in and tidied up the room softly. When he left, he half opened the window, scattering the smell of blood.

Tian Qi sat upright in front of the bed, holding A Li's hand and circulating his true qi. It was not A Li's weak and uninhibited wind, but the root of the disease that fell from death before. A Li's mind had blood clots clots. Tian Qi could not cure such injuries for the time being, but he could slowly use the true qi to regulate his health and promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

After inserting the slender silver needle into Ali's skull cavity, Tian Qi slowly healed himself and Ali's injuries.

In the evening, after dealing with some blood stasis from A Li, A Li finally woke up slowly, but A Li was a little stupid again.

This was unexpected by Tian Qi. Ali hugged Tian Qi and burst into tears with pain. He probably remembered that his master had come up, but Ali's intelligence did return to what he had before.

After comforting Ali, Feng Li also took a black ribbon to wrap the wound around his neck. It was just a shallow cut and suffered some internal injuries. It was not too serious for the congenital master.

This was the first time Tang Yan saw Li Xuanji like this, but looking at A Li who was lying in Tian Qi's arms every moment, Tang Yan couldn't help feeling a little sad.

After dinner, some escorts who were walking in Yuelai Inn moved in. Tian Qi didn't pay much attention and told the waiter to remember to prepare more hot water tomorrow morning, and Tian Qi went back to his room.

Tang Ning looked at the sister who sat cross-legged after coming back in the evening and tried to practice the Changchun Heart Sutra. After enduring it for a long time, he said, "Sister, there are problems with those warders!"

Tang Yan opened her eyes and glared at Tang Ning: "Look more, say less!"
Chapter completed!