Hearing the boy's words, everyone's eyes that had dimly lit up again.

Qi Jin even lifted the boy up, stared at his scarlet eyes and shouted: "Say! Who can save Brother Li, otherwise..."

The boy was trembling in the air by Qi Jinti, but he shook his head and said, "Unless you promise not to hurt my brother,..."

"Don't you say it..." Qi Jin was furious, grabbed the boy's arm and was about to twist it.

"As long as you can save Brother Li, it's okay to let your brothers go!"

Hearing this voice, Qi Jin turned his head and wanted to curse. Li Fan was hurt by this man, how could he let his accomplice go?

But when he saw Sande and the boy walking down the stairs, he swallowed the words he was about to say back.

The noise was too loud. The tea-tasking people on the second floor had already gone downstairs. Seeing Li Fan sitting on a chair with blood, they said goodbye and left.

Even Zhang Maoxiu, who wanted to recruit Li Fan, had to bow and leave, and the recruitment matter could only be given up. Zhang Wu was reluctant to leave, but he still followed, only the young man and Sande stayed.

Sande walked to Qi Jin and said, "My son said let your accomplice go, if you have any false words..."

"This..." The shabby boy hesitated. Seeing that no one opposed Sande's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Li Fan! The villain's name is Tang Feng, who lives in the land temple in the west of the city.

A few days ago, a brother of the villain fell seriously ill. Fortunately, he was saved by the old gods and immortals.

It’s just that a medicinal herb is too expensive and cannot afford it for villains, so I promised someone else to come and assassinate you!

The villain knows that he is guilty and is willing to repay it with his life. He only hopes that the young master can let my brother go, and they have no idea about this matter!"

"Old immortal?" Li Fan asked back in confusion, looking at the people around him.

"Yes! It's the old god! The old god never collects medical treatment and saves people, and it's still..." Tang Feng said hurriedly.

After learning that the "old god" was in the land temple in the west of the city, Sande immediately asked Tian Yong and his people to invite others, but he left with the young man.

Tian Yongyi dared not delay, so he led people to "invite" the "old god" in the land temple in the west of the city and a dozen ragged boys.

The "old god" is in his fifties and has washed a little white cloth, which cannot hide his pride.

I was still a little angry when I arrived at Pinxianlou, but after knowing the whole story, I said nothing and rolled up my sleeves to check Li Fan's wound.

"Old immortal..." Li Fan was interrupted by the old man as soon as he spoke.

"The old god dare not be a good man, I am Li Shizhen! The young master is not seriously injured, so I can only stop the injury for the young master. Can he recover... I am not sure..."

When Li Shizhen heard the name of Li Fan, he instantly thought of "Compendium of Materia Medica". The book has 52 volumes, more than 1.9 million words, records nearly 2,000 kinds of drugs and more than 10,000 medical prescriptions. It is a masterpiece of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine. Li Shizhen was respected by later generations to be called the Saint of Medicine.

Can such a great man save himself?

"Can you only stop the injury?" Li Fan asked.

"I have a shallow medical skills. Unless Hua Tuo is alive and he will take out the arrow after surgery, otherwise...!"

The old man nodded and said, but his hands were not slow. He poured the white powder on the wound on Li Fan's abdomen and immediately stopped the continuous blood flowing out.

Li Fan breathed a sigh of relief. It was a pungent doctor in the world. This bleeding-stop powder is amazing. At least he would not die because of excessive blood loss.

"Do you have surgery?" Li Fan murmured to himself.

He was already forced to a dead end and could only bite the bullet and go to the ground. Li Fan would not hand over his life to the illusory God. As long as there was a glimmer of life, he would not sit still and wait for death.

Li Fan asked someone to carry himself to the yard and asked Qi Jin to hold a bronze mirror so that he could see the wound on his abdomen clearly.

The wound is not big, like a roll around like a baby's mouth. After the tossing just now, a little blood stretched out.

"Mr. Li! Please take the arrow down! If there is any damage, I will not blame you!"

Li Shizhen hesitated for a moment, opened the medicine box and took out the knife from it, and cut Li Fan's clothes.

Seeing the knife in Li Shizhen's hand, Li Fan felt aroused in his heart and said, "Sir, wait..."

He opened the first aid kit that Manager Zhou brought, took out the rubber gloves and handed it to Li Shizhen and said, "Take this with me!"

"What is this?" Li Shizhen took the glove and stretched it down and asked.

"To prevent evil sores..." Li Fan replied casually. It was time, and he was not in the mood to give Li Shizhen science to popularize viruses and bacterial knowledge.

Ironing the bottle of iodine was first disinfected around the wound, and then applied it to Li Shizhen's tools. Then I took the liquor handed over by Zhou Xiu'e, poured it into my mouth recently, and bit a piece of linen, but my eyes were staring at the bronze mirror in Qi Jin's hand.

Although Li Shizhen is a miracle doctor in the world, Li Fan is still worried.

The knife cut Li Fan's wound. Li Fan's whole body trembled, beads of sweat as big as beans slid off his forehead, and a sound of "Hum! Huh!" was made from his mouth.

The heart-wrenching feeling made Li Fan want to faint immediately, but reason still kept him awake and stared at the bronze mirror without even blinking.

Li Shizhen's movements were very light. At the same time, he sprinkled homemade medicine powder on it, and the gushing blood immediately slowed down a lot.

...

To Li Fan's surprise, Li Shizhen took out the arrow and cleaned the wounds shortly after a while. He was very skillful in his movements, and it was definitely not the first time he did this.

The wound was still a bit raw and cooked. After a few stitches, Li Shizhen's movements couldn't help but get faster. Under Li Fan's "suggestion", he inserted a wheat tube to diversion and began to apply medicine to bandage it.

...

Li Fan breathed a long sigh of relief when he spitted out the linen cloth. The arrow did not hurt the internal organs, which was a blessing in disgrace.

A slightly cool little hand gently wiped off the sweat from Li Fan's head. Li Fan looked up and saw Zhou Xiu'e with tears in her eyes. She barely squeezed out a smile on her face.

Take out the cephalosporin injection from the first aid kit, first injected one shot into himself, and Li Fan took another aspirin before he had time to nod and thank Li Shizhen.

There are not many drugs in the first aid kit, there are only three anti-inflammatory injections, six cephalosporin capsules, and only ten aspirin capsules.

As for bandages, gloves, sewing needles and threads, they were all disposable and were consumed by him.

The few anti-inflammatory drugs in your hands are Li Fan’s reliance on it. If you use them all, you have not recovered...

The imagined fever did not appear. Maybe it was because Li Fan's physical condition was different from that of ordinary people after traveling through time, or maybe it was because the bacteria in this era were not as terrifying as later generations.

After one night, Li Fan had no other reaction except for a little thirst, and even Li Shizhen, who was well-informed, was amazed.

"Brother Li! You are just soft-hearted. If you want to follow Xiu'e, you will send all Tang Feng and his accomplices to the yamen!"
Chapter completed!