Zhu Ziyue had only half of his breath left, and she could not fill him with spiritual liquid according to the previous method.

His trauma was too serious and he had to use a golden needle to attack.

The white bones of life and death compete with the King of Hell.

It is also necessary to use the blood of the Qinglian bloodline to open the way and point the blood into the acupoints with golden needles.

Chen Mengtian never expected that the first person she wanted to save in this way would be Zhu Ziyue, who had only met one person in front of her.

She took out both the golden needle and the silver needle and placed it on the ground beside her.

The exquisite silk cloth is stained with blood-red stains.

Although Chen Mengtian loves tranquility, it is not the time to care about these things at this time.

She pulled out several golden needles from the silk cloth.

He sealed all the pain points of Zhu Ziyue, picked up his broken palm, and pointed it at the wound on his wrist.

She was not sure about what happened next, but she could only do her best.

Whether success or not depends on the success or failure.

As long as Qinglian's medical skills did not lie to her, she was 99% sure to save the person.

Chen Mengtian shouted: "Mo Zixuan, bring a bowl."

"good!"

Mo Zixuan took a clean tea cup from the table not far away.

If you want a bowl, you have to go to the back and forth to get it. It’s a waste of time.

"Girl, teacup is feasible?"

When Chen Mengtian saw that there was a teacup in his hand, he also reached out to take it.

"Does there be a knife?" she asked at Mo Zixuan.

"have!"

Mo Zixuan took out a dagger from his body.

Chen Mengtian took the dagger from his hand, pulled out the scabbard, without blinking, and scratched a thread in his palm.

Bright red blood flowed out and flowed into the clean teacup.

"Girl, what are you doing?"

Chen Mengtian didn't say anything. She gritted her teeth and watched the bright red blood flow for half a cup before stopping.

Take out the golden sore medicine you prepared before and sprinkle it in the wound of your palm.

After all the calculations, she eventually became the experimenter of this golden sore medicine.

Looking at the gradually solidified blood and slowly healing wounds, Chen Mengtian no longer paid attention to it.

She held the golden sore medicine and looked at Zhu Ziyue, and slapped it to the point where he was bleeding.

I stopped until I used up a bottle of golden sore medicine.

She pinched the golden needle and pointed the blood in the teacup, with a calm and solemn face.

With his baby's fat little hand, he slowly stabbed the golden needle into the connection between Zhu Ziyue's palm and wrist.

Then I picked up another golden needle... and stopped until the broken corner was pierced with the golden needle.

However, this is not the end, and the wrist is fixed by a golden needle.

Chen Mengtian took out her clothes again and took out a bottle of spiritual liquid from the space.

She opened the bottle and dripped the spiritual liquid inside on the wound.

The tempting fragrance of spiritual liquid spreads in this back hall room.

Drop after drop of spiritual liquid, three drops of spiritual liquid fell on the wound on the wrist.

Chen Mengtian didn't care about seeing the wound and turned around and walked towards the other side of Zhu Ziyue.

She continued to pick up the broken palm of Zhu Ziyue according to the previous method.

Time cannot be delayed, so she has to use the fastest time to connect Zhu Ziyue's hands.

Just as she was moving, Manager Mo brought everything she wanted.

A basin of hot water, clean linen, plywood, and a pack of silver needles at the bottom of his box.

Seeing this, Mo Zixuan immediately came forward and took what he had in his hand.

He wiped the blood on Jiang Zebei's body as Chen Mengtian ordered.

Manager Mo has not brought all the things in.

He glanced at Chen Mengtian who was holding the broken palm, turned around and left to continue moving things.

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Huahua is sick and feels so uncomfortable.

The resistance is too poor and I can't stay up late in the future.
Chapter completed!