Chapter 119: The wonderful hand is injuring

Ha Jin there seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly said:

"Teacher Enke is still waiting for me on the laundry street. If I don't go, it will be delayed. Folit, I will leave all the rescue here to you."

After saying that, he hurriedly left the pharmacy.

When the injured person was carried to the clinic, a clerk grabbed Huigang from behind and kindly reminded him:

"The wounded man's wound was extremely ruptured and it was impossible to stop the bleeding. That bastard Hajin is harming you. You can drive the patient out quickly, otherwise you will be in big trouble."

The monk did not smile, patted the kind clerk's shoulder on the shoulder, and said softly but firmly:

"If our parents encounter such a situation, then should we save them or not. At that time, I remember the old store manager said, treat them equally."

After that, he entered the clinic.

Those clerks had some experience in dealing with such things. Since Huigang insisted on treating them, they also acted as soon as possible, cut off the clumping blood, stripped off the clothes all over their bodies, and someone brought disinfected water to wipe the wounded's whole body.

All the clerks working in the pharmacy have seen the external injuries caused by the swords, but they still gasped. There were deep wounds all over their bodies, and bones could even be seen in many places. However, what is strange is that those vital places were avoided.

However, the large amount of bleeding caused by extremely serious trauma can still cause fatal damage. The way to stop bleeding in this pharmacy is drugs and bandages, but the depth of these wounds is obviously not something that drugs and bandages can solve. The clerks' faces began to show such a complete expression.

The person who helped the injured person in obviously noticed that he was already a little incoherent and grabbed Huigang and said:

"Doctor, since you let us in, there must be a way, save him, save him."

Huigang sighed, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. He had to worry about this kind of thing, but he keenly noticed one thing that was extremely powerful in his hands, obviously he had practiced martial arts and had very strong abilities.

He pushed the man away and walked to the injured person. The clerks next to him had already treated all the wounds that could be bandaged. Only the scars that were straight from his chest were extremely scary, and even the ribs inside could be seen.

Several clerks next to them whispered there:

"Looking at this wound, it seems that it is impossible to cure it."

"Yes, bandaging and medicine may not work any more."

The clerks said nothing wrong. Huigang thought so when he was watching next to him. However, at this time he didn't care about hiding himself. He immediately sent the people around him and said angrily:

"There is no surgery in this case, it's too dangerous."

The monk was stunned at the time. What is the surgery? When I came to this pharmacy, I vaguely heard others say it, but the monk thought it was a massage method and didn't take it too seriously. It seemed that this was not the case.

He walked to the injured person and pointed out several acupoints on the injured person's chest at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye. The Buddhist Yijin Jing's true qi and the holy power of light were used.

The clerk next to him was stunned and the person who was with the injured. He clicked a few lightly and said, "What is this?" Seeing Huigang sighing and there was no next move. Only then did he confirm that the monk had indeed completed the treatment. Those who originally thought Huigang had some skills couldn't help but feel a little contempt in their eyes.

Some clerks sighed secretly, and the person who sent the injured also looked desperate. He looked like he couldn't stand even if he could not stand. The monk ignored their eyes and opinions, but turned to say to someone:

"You go and prepare a cup of warm milk."

The person who went to prepare the milk obviously did not react. He also called the monk in the seriously injured person, but he handled it so hastyly, and felt a little resistant. He looked at the one who sent the injured person next to him and whispered:

"Mr. Folite, are you tired? You still have to drink milk?"

The monk looked at the clerk in surprise. Without explaining it, someone suddenly exclaimed next to him. It was a clerk who was wiping the blood stains there, shouting:

"His blood stopped!! Unbelievable, he actually breathed! This... is a miracle, impossible, impossible"

The clerks who had already thought the wounded would die suddenly surrounded him. The man who went to get the milk was stared fiercely by the monk, and ran out with a red face.

The wounded man who had almost stopped breathing on the hospital bed was slowly closing his wounds. Although it was slow, the people watching the side could see the blood flow slowly stopped. The patient's face turned from pale with excessive blood loss to a faint blood color.

You should know that the blood has been lost in large quantities, but the monk's simple strokes made the injured man even recover his blood volume, which is simply contrary to common sense.

Huigang watched these people screaming there, and he knew that in the shackles and his subsequent experience, he had discovered that the powerful regeneration and purification effect that was called the Holy Power of Light on his body was called the Holy Power of Light. When he just pointed acupoints to the patient, he also devoted himself to the Holy Power of Light on his body.

After taking the milk, several clerks carefully supported the injured person and poured him down. The injured person who was originally thought to be dead had already breathed slightly at this time.

The monk walked up and said:

"At this time, the patient needs some massage to drink milk to completely absorb the nutrients he continues to absorb. I'll do it."

This statement is simply not common sense, and those who are proficient in medical principles have never heard of this kind of thing. However, the example of almost miracles just now was in front of it, and no one dared to ask any questions. Huigang put his hand behind the injured and gently rubbed it. When the wounded came, he was almost cut and destroyed. Even though he had recovered just now, there was no complete place.

The monk's hand did not touch it, but it was already wrapped in a glimmer of light. He exquisitely controlled his own sacred power of light, but the light inside was brighter and no one noticed it.

The bloody and bloody behind the wounded recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the monk's figure just blocked it and no one behind him noticed it. After about ten minutes, Huigang felt that it was almost the same and gently put the wounded flat.

"Have you sent him there?"

Suddenly someone shouted out, and I don’t know when the person who sent the wounded to leave. There was no such thing before. After the patient was sent in, no one came to pay. It was not right to save the patient, nor did he not save him. The clerks began to complain, saying who would pay the money, and the scene became very noisy for a while.

"What a quarrel, it's better to save someone than anything else."

Gentle and majestic voices sounded at the door of the clinic. At some point, the pharmacy elder Enke was already standing there, and the noise inside the room suddenly became quiet.

"Leave two people behind, and the others go back to sleep."

When the clerks heard this, they left both of them hurried back to bed, after all, it was already late at night.

The old store manager didn't mention the person who left the person who sent the injured, but just looked around the injured, nodding while watching, with a smile on his face.

"These disinfection and wiping work should be done by my clerks. Huh? The blood cannot be stopped at this level!"

Although the old man's voice was questionable, he had a clear smile on his face. Huigang didn't want to say the techniques of acupoints, but just replied:

"I understand some of the holy power of light, maybe this is what works."

Enke nodded, his expression had become serious, and then asked:

"Since you understand the most convenient and effective treatment methods in the world, why do you still have to come here to learn medical skills?"

Huigang replied without hesitation:

"In this world, not everyone can be treated by the holy power of light, but it is possible that everyone is treated by medical skills."

The old store manager Enke's eyes lit up. He obviously did not expect this answer. He chuckled a few times, did not continue the words, but just said to Huigang:

"This is not enough to treat wounds like this. Let you see my proud skills."

When the two clerks left behind saw the old shop manager, they quickly prepared their hands and various supplies. Huigang watched the need for hand washing and various procedures on the side, and was a little confused. Apart from medication and massage, were there any other medical skills to talk about? Seeing Lao Enke carefully clean his body with the help of the two clerks, the monk inexplicably thought that it was to burn incense and bathe and pray.

The old man took out a sharp knife and needles from the utensils he carried with him, cut off the rotten flesh of the wound in the monk's shock, and then threaded the needle and threaded the wound together. The old man's technique was extremely skillful, and soon all the horrible wounds that were originally flipped were sewn together. Now, except for the scars on his body that looked like centipedes, it did not look as tragic as before.

The old store manager gave out a light breath last night. Someone next to him wiped his sweat with a hand towel and took off his gloves. Enke looked at the monk's surprised expression and smiled and said:
Chapter completed!