Du Qi saw Gu Qing nodding and then went out and came in soon.

He was holding a bowl of black soup in his hand, with a cold light. Du Qi felt his heart pounding. Can this thing really be drunk?

"Or it would be better to endure the pain." Du Qi knew that Gu Qing would definitely not harm him. It was just a bowl of soup and medicine. Who knows what it tasted if you drink it?

He just spoke.

"It's cold, drink it."

Gu Qing directly pointed the bowl at his mouth and poured it down.

"It's so irritating."

Du Qi had a thought in his mind, and then he was unconscious.

Seeing Du Qi fall into a coma, Gu Qing then fell on the sword injury. The place where he started to use the knife was only a small injury, and it was solved with one knife.

The remaining sword injury is slightly tricky.

Gu Qing was scrutinized for a long time before he took the knife. Li Jingfei's sword wound was indeed not something that ordinary doctors could treat, because the tissues in the wound were hit by a devastating blow, and there was also a sharp spiritual lingering near the wound. He could only accurately cut off the rotten flesh and then use clever techniques to suture the wound.

At least it is almost impossible for Jiangzhou City to find such a surgical master.

Then Gu Qing used his sword to fly. When he fell, he clearly felt the spirituality of the wound, and he used his spirituality to clearly judge the situation of the wound.

When he took the knife, he even made a sound, which was vaguely in line with the rhythm.

The whole process was completed in one go.

"Where the hands touch, the shoulders lean, the feet walk, and the knees rush, the sound of the sword is loud, and the sound of the sword is very loud." Gu Qing put away the knife, stood with his hands behind his back, and chanted leisurely.

Only today did he understand the joy of the ox that the butcher had first slaughtered.

Just now, Du Qi's sword injury was like the cow in the eyes of Ku Ding. Gu Qing knew the structure well, so when he used the knife, he would be as good as he wished.

If Du Qi was injured by someone else, Gu Qing would not be able to do what he had just done, and he would have to worry even more, but there is also a possibility of making mistakes.

"If Li Jingfei attacked me, would I have a premonition that his next move would take?" Gu Qing thought came to his mind.

If he was fighting, he could judge Li Jingfei's next move. Even if Li Jingfei's sword skills were impeccable, he would not be able to take the initiative on Gu Qing.

Unless Li Jingfei abandoned what he had learned throughout his life and practiced another kind of sword technique with divine will.

Gu Qing vaguely grasped a great use of the method of Wuzheng. If he used it well, wouldn’t it be that others would use the trick once on him, and the next time it would probably be useless?

No, as long as he has seen it.

Gu Qing remembered that the sword intent had sink into the current of the symbols of the Undisputed Heart Law before, and he had obtained it for him.

Water is both non-competitive and omnipotent.

Is the method of Wuzhengxin is the water-moving exercise, or is it the method of Tianhe Sect?

Gu Qing knew very well that the characteristics of the method of non-contest is definitely not something that ordinary cultivators could possess. However, his current status is probably far from reaching the level of cultivators at the Tianhe Sect, so there is no way to verify it. Of course, Gu Qing also doesn't want to verify it at all.

But if you meet people from Tianhe Sect in the future, you must be very careful.

Gu Qing temporarily put aside this idea and focused on Du Qi again.

The rest is to suture and apply medicine. Of course, not all sword injuries need medicine. Gu Qing only sutures a few serious sword injuries.

It took about half a quarter of an hour to complete the work. At the same time, Gu Qing conducted a detailed and comprehensive examination of Du Qi's body, including Du Qi's internal breath.

Du Qi's inner breath was hot and burst, but because Du Qi was seriously injured, he was not active now.

But there is still the inertia of many years of cultivation. Gu Qing slowly figured out Du Qi's route of doing his best, but also understood that Du Qi's inner breath did not have that kind of continuous stamina, and only focused on instantaneous explosions.

Gu Qing thought about it for a while and it seemed that Du Qi's desire for the Fiery Yang Mind Method was to make up for the shortcomings of his own martial arts.

Moreover, Gu Qing has already judged that the exercises practiced by Du Qi are far less effective than the Hunyuan Tongzi Gong, which is the result of his taking marrow washing liquid.

Seriously speaking, if Du Qi had no inner breath, he would probably not be able to compare with those talented generals.

"The mental method he is currently practicing is probably the same as Bing Xuanjin's entry difficulty." Gu Qing carefully analyzed Du Qi's inner breath.

"It's just that the instantaneous explosiveness of his inner breath is worth studying."

Gu Qing's Ice Needle can't deal with the little crow at the moment. Although it is because of the little crow's talent, it also reflects that his Ice Needle Kung Fu is not fast enough.

It also shows that his explosive power was lacking in the moment of his attack.

If Du Qi's kung fu is thoroughly studied, this should be compensated.

Based on this alone, Gu Qing felt that the expense of healing Du Qi had already recovered and he still had to make a profit. However, the medical expenses that should be collected should not be reduced.

At the same time, Gu Qing planned to wait for Du Qi to wake up and do another experiment.

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…

Du Qi didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but when he woke up, he found that the sword wounds on his body had been bandaged. Judging from his feelings about the wound, he had recovered his life.

You should know that the sword wound he suffered, but Li Jingfei's ghost rain sword was very difficult to stay. Even the Weiyuan Escort Agency headquarters was very difficult to find a doctor who could cure such injuries.

"Brother Gu's medical skills are even more skillful than I thought. Could he be a doctor in the Nine-Ru Club?" Du Qi couldn't help guessing Gu Qing's identity.

Soon he gave up this idea. All the people in the Nine-Ru Club were mysterious, so how could they easily reveal themselves?

"Anyway, this life was saved by Brother Gu. No matter what his identity is, I owe him one life." Du Qi said inwardly.

"The people from Jiuliu Club should have already taken action."

Du Qi continued to think about the situation in the city, and the door suddenly opened.

"Brother Gu." Du Qi saw the person clearly and wanted to get up to thank him.

Gu Qing said: "Don't move, otherwise I will have to apply medicine to you later."

Du Qi had to smile embarrassedly.

He noticed that Gu Qing was holding two bowls of medicinal soup and said, "Is this for me?"

Gu Qing said: "Drink."

Du Qi saw that Gu Qing was in a tendency to get medicine again, and he couldn't help but feel a shadow in his heart and hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Gu Qing had already poured the medicine in.

"It's a bit fragrant?" After Du Qi finished drinking, the first feeling came out.

After a while, Gu Qing asked, "Is there any effect?"

Du Qi said: "I seem to have improved a lot."

"It seems that it's good or not?"

Du Qi thought about it for a while and confirmed: "I really feel much better and my energy has recovered."

Gu Qing was paying attention for a moment and nodded, "It's not in vain that I'm working hard. This bowl of medicine is fifty taels of gold, please remember the account first."

Medicine soup is the formula of Peiyuan Dan.

Peiyuan Dan was originally useless to others, but Gu Qing added a little bit of his own blood, and now Du Qi felt the effect.

It shows that Gu Qing's blood can be used as a medicine guide for the prescription - "innate ancestral qi".

"It seems that the blood in my body has 'innate ancestral qi', but in what form does it exist in the blood?" Gu Qing couldn't help but trigger new thoughts.

On the other hand, Du Qi felt distressed when he heard about fifty taels of gold. The effect was that his energy was recovered a little. Based on his physique, he would have a sleep, and the effect would be similar. Or you could buy a few wild ginseng.

Why don’t Brother Gu give me a chance to refuse?

Du Qi sighed. He thought he was at least a good friend with Gu Qing, but he didn't expect that a bowl of medicinal soup would also cost money.

Gu Qing said: "What? Is it still not good? Is there a bowl here?"

He was worried that the effect of a bowl of medicinal soup would not be obvious, so he prepared two bowls.

Du Qi shook his head quickly.

Gu Qing said: "I don't plan to charge you for this bowl. Since you don't want it, then forget it."

He observed again and found that Du Qi's complexion had indeed improved, and there was no problem with his judgment. Du Qi sighed, thinking of something else.

Du Qi: "…"

Gu Qing then whistled, and a little crow flew in.

He pointed to the medicine soup, and the little crow went up and took a few sips, then flew away in a daze.

"I don't even look down on you?" Gu Qing said inwardly.

Du Qi said: "Brother Gu, you little black bird is really spiritual, where did you buy it?"

Gu Qing nodded and said, "I picked it up, you can rest first."

He went out with the medicine bowl.
Chapter completed!