"Prepare water for me, the others will go out first, and Fan Lin will stay." She ordered as she took out the silver needle from the space.

"Yes." Everyone responded. Except Fan Lin, everyone else left first, only Leng Hua came in with water.

Under Feng Jiu's instructions, Fan Lin used scissors to cut the clothes around the wound. Seeing that the wound on his chest had become swollen and black, he couldn't help but looked at the master.

Looking at the wound, Feng Jiu frowned, stretched out his hand to explore the surrounding acupuncture points, and said to Gu Mo: "I will help you pull out the broken sword. You bear it. This will hurt."

Gu Mo nodded slightly, his lips moved slightly, and said weakly, "Okay."

Feng Jiu wrapped the broken sword with a piece of cloth, pulled out the broken sword forcefully, and only heard a slam, a pillar of blood splashed out, dyeing Feng Jiu's hand, she did not stop. He quickly pierced the acupuncture points around the wound with a silver needle to stop bleeding.

Originally, Fan Lin was slightly surprised when he saw the blood from the wound keep pouring out, until after seeing the silver needle pierced by the master's hand, the flow of blood stopped, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cut a piece of ginseng for him to hold, and then treat the blood around the wound. I want to remove the meat around him." Feng Jiu confessed, taking out a knife to prepare.

Fan Lin did what she said, and stepped aside after cleaning up.

After Feng Jiu cleaned his hands, he disinfected the small knife in his hand with fire. Only then did he carefully remove the rotten flesh on the swollen wound. As early as the broken sword was pulled out, he was originally hanging in one breath. Gu Mo snorted. If it weren't for a thousand-year-old ginseng in his mouth, he would have fainted with out of breath.

After she cleaned the carrion of the wound, she secretly mobilized the breath of green lotus in her body, and saw that the light green light slowly spilled from her palm, gradually repairing the wound in the heart vein.

Fan Lin on the side saw this scene and his heart jumped uncontrollably. In his eyes there was an incredible look at the wound that was fast moving at the speed of the naked eye. The deep wound that was originally open just recovered a little bit in front of him. Until the last wound healed, there was no scar left.

His heart was beating wildly, and he looked at his master in shock.Such an ability can be called against the sky!This is simply something he never dared to think about, couldn't believe what would happen, and instantly heal the wound?Such an ability can be reborn in many cases!

His face appeared dignified, and the master showed such abilities in front of him so unavoidably, it was because she absolutely believed in him. If the master’s ability is known to outsiders, I’m afraid that such a power against the sky is still Will cause her to kill.

"I will suppress the poison in his body for the time being, and wait until I refine the seventh-order detoxification pill to get rid of the poison in his body." Feng Jiu said to Fan Lin, "He will be fine for the next few days. , But you still have to take care of it and don’t make any accidents."

"Master, is the poison in Gu Mo's body the same as that of the Lord of the Black Market?" He had a guess in his heart, and the situation of the two seemed a bit similar.

"Well, it's the same poison, unless the seventh-order detoxification pills can't be solved." She frowned, looked at him and asked, "What kind of person poisoned him?"