While Mr. Jing sighed repeatedly, he successfully shattered the tendons and veins in Zhuang Bufan's body.

This time, the operation was completed by more than half.

The next thing is to repair the tendons and veins.

This is the most important thing. If Zhuang Bufan can't hold back this process and faint, then... he may never be able to practice martial arts.

"You have to pay attention. The next part is the most important part. You can't faint. If you have any discomfort, just scream and let me hear it, so that I can stop."

Old Jing hesitated for a while, pulled out the needle, and said, touching the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Well, if there is any problem, I will tell you. I just hope you can cure my physical damage. I, Zhuang Bufan, will be grateful."

Zhuang Bufan sat upright by the lake, with a cold face, and his words were calm.

This made Mr. Jing squint and sighed at Zhuang Bufan's courage again.

Sometimes, even he himself doubted whether this guy was a god descending to earth? Why was he able to calm down after experiencing such great pain?

If he had experienced Zhuang Bufan's life trajectory, he would not have thought so.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhuang Bufan has been extraordinary. He can ignore the cold eyes of others and ignore the cold words of others.

You can live alone until now without feeling lonely and empty.

The only thing that can support him is his love for martial arts and his desire to become the strongest impulse in the world.

so……

When Zhuang Bufan loses his force and combat ability, he will express his sad and painful expression for the first time.

Because of this, I would yell irritably and be unable to bear the words of others.

All this comes from inner fear, fear that the dreams of the past disappear and disappear into the public.

Now, in order to restore his force, he must face these pains. Not to mention the torture of cramps, even if it is the pain of scraping bones to cure poison, he can grit his teeth and endure it.

Why can we bear these pains? It’s not for anything else, but for the dreams in our hearts.

Seeing Zhuang Bufan's affirmative reply, Jing Lao no longer hesitated, and injected force into the fine needle and immediately stabbed it on the key acupoints.

At the same time, Mr. Jing used a special technique and tapped Zhuang Bufan's back several times before he took a breath to relieve his tension.

Zhuang Bufan is going to experience the pain of reshaping the tendons and veins at this time, and the pain is even stronger than the pain of cramps.

Zhuang Bufan's body twitched, his face could not control his expression, his cheeks kept twitching upwards, and even his gums were exposed.

In addition, there seemed to be a small bug in the eyebrows, twisting and twisting constantly, making Zhuang Bufan dizzy and seem to be dizzy.

At this moment, a soft voice came, "Don't faint, think about your dreams. Didn't you say you want to be the strongest in the world and become the martial master of the world? How can you die here?"

Suddenly, a coolness came from the back, spreading all over the body, relieved Zhuang Bufan's severe pain.

This painful process lasted for more than an hour. During this more than an hour, Zhuang Bufan endured unbearable pain that ordinary people could not bear, as if he had entered the eighteenth level of hell, exhausted both physically and mentally.

But when he gritted his teeth and endured all of this and looked inside his body, a wonderful and happy expression appeared on his face.

His tendons and veins have been restored, and he can practice again...

This kind of joy is something that ordinary people cannot feel. They can all practice and practice well.

But he had to suppress himself, awaken the totem, and endure the pain of scraping his bones and healing his wounds in order to repair his tendons and veins.

This kind of pain is unimaginable to others. You can see it from the bright colors of Mr. Jing's turbid eyes.

Zhuang Bufan stood up, his slightly trembling body made him like a weak willow leaf, and he was about to fall down.

But the spirit of strong will makes him stand like a straight tree, as if he will never fall down.

"How is it, is the situation okay?"

As an alchemist, Mr. Jing has acupuncture skills. At this moment, he is not sure what his medical skills are.

"It's okay. I look at my body inward and rebuild my tendons and veins, and it seems that there is no problem."

Zhuang Bufan's tone was a little weak, but a smile appeared on his face, looking like a weak young man and blew up fragile bubbles.

So beautiful, but worried that it will break at any time.

How to say it? The handsome boy has a huge lethality to the girl, and Zhuang Bufan has a stunning face. If Miss Song accidentally breaks in at this moment, she will be confused by Zhuang Bufan's beauty again.

Bang……

Something fell to the ground. Zhuang Bufan and Mr. Jing both looked in the sound and saw Miss Song's surprised expression.

Her eyes were quite obvious, staring at Zhuang Bufan's face, and she was stunned by the strange expression.

What's going on? Why do I feel dizzy?

This was Song Xinyi's mind, but she was soon awakened by Zhuang Bufan's words, "You are here... the pear fell."

It was ridiculous that she actually glanced at Zhuang Bufan and dropped the pear on the ground.

Song Xinyi, who came to her senses, hurriedly avoided Zhuang Bufan's burning gaze and bent down to pick up the pear.

She felt a little sad when she saw Li'er falling to pieces by her. She came here to find Zhuang Bufan, and this pear was for Zhuang Bufan to eat.

I heard that if the pear replenishes blood, Zhuang Bufan will definitely need to replenish it after suffering such severe injuries.

But this time, the pear is rotten and I will definitely not be given to Zhuang Bufan. I can only grit my teeth and eat it myself.

At this time, Zhuang Bufan was weak and needed someone to support him. Jing, who was beside him, had already known Miss Song’s thoughts towards Zhuang Bufan.

He smiled and said, "Zhuang Bufan is weak and it is not easy to do too violent movements. Please help him back to the house."

This undoubtedly gave Song Xinyi a rare and precious opportunity to be with the handsome boy Zhuang Bufan.

Think about it, are you still a little excited?

"Brother Bufan, I'll help you into the house. You are weak and need someone to help you."

Song Xinyi trotted to Zhuang Bufan's side, leaned carefully on his shoulder, and helped him walk.

Zhuang Bufan originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Song Xinyi's kindness to him, he couldn't help but sigh, endured his shame, and slowly returned to the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhuang Bufan sat on the bed, gasping for breath.

There is no way. I just underwent surgery and I was weak and I had to take care of it for several days before I could recover. But these days, I guess I could only stay in bed.

Song Xinyi was panting at this time, just like Zhuang Bufan, and there was sweating on Xiu's forehead. This was not tired.

Instead, her body was too close to Zhuang Bufan, which accelerated her body's metabolism, her face was rosy, and her lips opened and closed, which was very attractive.

"Brother Bufan, do you think it's okay?" Song Xinyi didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and was confused, and she didn't forget to care about Zhuang Bufan.

"It's pretty good. You don't have to worry. I can restore my strength and rely on your and your brother's help."

Zhuang Bufan was very grateful. For him, it was a waste of force and he could kill him.

The Song brothers and sisters undoubtedly saved him from the fire and pulled him away from the family.

Zhuang Bufan had long been tired of the group of brothers with the same surname as him. When he lost all his strength, he said something sarcastic and even made the most of his sarcasm.

These have long made his heart ignite and angry.

Zhuang Bufan swore that when he had rested and practiced, he would go to the family territory and fight to the death with these ridiculed people.

Let them know that Zhuang Bufan is not something that can be pinched by soft persimmons.

In the past, he might not care, but now, after experiencing the despair and pain of losing all force, he knows a truth more clearly.

Weakness is the original sin brought to sentient beings by the world.
Chapter completed!