The process of practicing medicine is actually not a beautiful thing.

The poor anesthetic ability of Baijiu could not resist the stimulation of pain to the brain. The young man's face was red and blue veins bulged and he wanted to howl. A rag in his mouth made his voice whimper, and the three soldiers died desperately. Holding it down, Bai Yujun's two hands were busy quickly.

The old man kept telling the young man to hold back, but it really hurts.

Carefully handle the wound and finally suture the wound with needles and needles, sprinkle with herbs and wrap it with cloth. This irregular operation has taken a long time. Now I can only hope that those drugs can prevent infection and prevent inflammation.

Senior Sister Xu Yue has been watching from the side, more or less inspired.

In the end, Bai Yujun had a whimsy, spiritual power is a kind of pure energy between heaven and earth, so would it be effective to use it to heal ordinary people, especially since she was born with a relatively soft water and spiritual power attribute.

Do what you want, and carefully condense a small ball of water aura in the palm of your hand to cover the wound.

"how do you feel?"

The sweaty and frail young man looked better.

"Cool... no... not so painful anymore..."

The young man with a hoarse voice struggled to speak, at least he was struggling less hard now.

Hearing this, Bai Yujun nodded, and after thinking about it, she took out a small notebook from her body. This is a notebook she made by herself to record some useful information. If you try to use water spiritual power to heal injuries today, you need to see the curative effect and whether there are any sequelae. , which is full of information about the wounded soldiers that he has bandaged and treated.

"Okay, take him to the wounded barracks at the back. You will leave someone to take care of him. Remember not to disturb him and rest in bed. I will go to check the injury tomorrow."

After instructing him, the old man and the other two soldiers nodded in agreement.

Bai Yujun continued to treat other people. Fortunately, there are not many such serious injuries. Generally, if the injury is too serious, he will ask his companions to give him a good time. After all, this is the backward primitive feudal era. If it's more painful, it's better to wait 18 years cruelly.

After washing the blood on her hands, Bai Yujun started busy again...

The doctors in the wounded barracks are all male except Senior Sister Xu Yue and Bai Yujun. Most of the female disciples of Lingxu are busy preparing medicines such as blood coagulation powder. Besides, the characteristics of this era are not acceptable for women to show their faces outside.

If it weren't for Xu Yue being the main person in charge, he would have to go to the back to make medicine.

There was blood everywhere in the mourning wounded barracks. A petite white figure drew many people's attention, like a fairy in white dancing in misery, pulling a person's life back from the brink of death. The wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks gradually began to call Bai Yujun "Bai Yujun". Heavenly Fairy, bring a light to the many depressed soldiers.

My practice has been delayed a lot recently.

Bai Yujun thinks this is better, the human race is the mainstream, and doing more good things for the human race may reduce the danger and increase the chance of success in the future.

The human race is prosperous, and it has to bow its head. It is better to live to be an immortal than to be ruthlessly crushed by the general trend.

evening.

Maybe there is a rest at night, so there is no conflict for the time being, and the wounded barracks gradually rests from time to time.

Bai Yujun carefully bandaged the wounds of the wounded soldiers, and found that there were no more wounded soldiers sent. She was relieved and felt deeply tired. She was highly concentrated and never rested. Now she just wants to go back to her residence and have a good sleep.

He threw several small cleaning spells on his body, and then condensed a water ball with his water spiritual power to wash his face.

Yang Mu came to the wounded barracks.

"Da Bai, there is a banquet in the evening. I know that you are the most greedy snake to eat, so I will definitely go."

Bai Yujun rolled her eyes.

"Why, your Princess Xiangling is so warm that you can't bear to come here? Do you want me to write and say that you miss her so much that you want to fly back to Mount Huashan immediately?"

"I'm your senior brother, don't hurt me." Yang Mu said resentfully.

"Hahaha~ Let's go, let's go to a banquet."

Yang Mu shook his head and smiled bitterly. Li Xiangling's sister and brother were still living on the mountain, but they were teased by Dabai today. In fact, this downhill experience was indeed related to Li Xiangling's enthusiasm.

One person and one snake walked towards the city.

"Li Xiangling has become a named disciple, but Linggen is okay, but she doesn't have the heart of Taoism. Since she is a princess, the head can only let her be a named disciple and practice on the mountain."

"She really started to practice? No wonder you ran out."

"I'm going down the mountain by myself. By the way, I heard that you were severely injured by someone? What's the matter?"

Mentioning this made Bai Yujun grit his teeth. If it wasn't for the fact that his heart position was different from that of human beings and he was good at suspended animation, 80% of the time, that **** didn't know who the person was. Until now, Bai Yujun can still remember the kind of person who was facing death at that time. Deep feeling of powerlessness.

"It's a devil repair bastard! When I become so powerful, I will definitely eat him!"

Bai Yujun had a fierce look on her face.

"His cultivation is very high?"

"It's very high. It should be in the Nascent Soul period like the elder. I will never forget this account while the elder is not sneaking up on the station!"

"Don't be impulsive~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The evil spirit is so powerful that even the master can't move easily, so don't send yourselves to death."

"I'm not that stupid. I can only wait for my cultivation to be great. By the way, when you said this war will end, it's been a long time."

Bai Yujun has a hunch that this battle is just a confrontation between the decent and the demons represented by Chunyang Palace. The decent has the advantage but there is no absolute advantage. No one dares to tear his face completely. I am also embarrassed to give in first and get tangled.

Mentioning this, Yang Mu showed helplessness.

"Before going down the mountain, the master said that there might not be a war between the two sides. The emperor Tang was sick and the princes kept fighting. It is rumored that there are evil cultivators involved. Although the rebels are controlled by evil spirits, they are not willing to die. It is very likely that they will be in Nanyuan. Maintain the situation here and make it a training ground for young disciples from both sides.”

"I've been fighting for so long in the end to build a proving ground."

Bai Yujun shook her head, I'm afraid this is the best solution for now, Southeast can't stand the toss.

"You can only use it up and see who develops faster."

"By the way, what does the Peak Master have to say?"

"No, I'm just telling you to be careful of Fu Yaozong. There is a saying that it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain. Have you heard of it? It's about the people of Fu Yaozong. The younger generation can't be used as an excuse to quarrel with adults, hehe, famous and decent."

"It's really haunted." Bai Yujun was upset.

"Don't worry, Xu Ling and I went to Zixu to talk to Senior Brother Gan Wu. He was very willing to let Zixu's children trouble Fu Yaozong. You know, they don't like talking."

Bai Yujun nodded, Zi Xu really didn't like to talk, they preferred to reason, of course, reason was the sword in their hands.

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