This time, he planned to kill Zongla, but his junior brother Puticha, but Zongla had no damage and fled directly.

On our side, the sloppy Taoist priest was the worst injured, and I don’t know what the result is.

Although my medical skills are OK, he still can't grasp the situation now. After all, he is not a particularly professional doctor and must invite experts to come.

Brother Gu broke several ribs and was in a coma for a long time. I had already done a simple solution for him and connected all the broken ribs.

It was not until noon the next day that Zhao Yangui came back and brought the old man with a gray hair, who was also a Thai Chinese.

Zhao Yangui said that this is the best doctor in Thailand. His ancestors were Miao people from southern Xinjiang and Miao doctors passed down from generation to generation. They were specially used for practitioners to heal their wounds. They finally invited them here and spent a lot of money.

"Brother Zhao, I pay for the best money. I must cure Lao Luo." I said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Wu, I'll pay for this money! Brother Luo became like this to save us. If he hadn't used Maoshan God's Fighting Technique, we would have left our lives on that small island." Zhao Yangui said solemnly.

"Stop fighting. Things have reached this point and it has nothing to do with money. It's important to save people first." Liang Yuna said on the side.

Then, we brought the old man to the bedroom.

The old man was named Zhou Qingbo, with white beard and white hair, a rosy face, and he felt that he had some cultivation, but he was not very good at all. I don’t know how his medical skills were.

But he was found by Zhao Yangui, so it shouldn't be too bad.

Zhou Qingbo came to the bedroom. As soon as he came up, he glanced at the two people lying on the bed, then walked directly to the sloppy Taoist priest, looked at his pulse, and checked his injuries. Then he said: "This young man was the worst injured. His qi and blood were reversed and he injured Benyuan. He must have almost lost his life, right?"

When I heard him say this, I began to feel a little confused.

I don’t know if this old man is really capable or pretends to be capable.

The situation of a sloppy Taoist priest can generally be seen by doctors who treat practitioners.

However, the next sentence he said changed a lot about me.

"Did this young man have eaten something like Tian Ling and Earth Treasure not long ago? At the critical moment, a clear spirit energy protected his lifeline and allowed him to survive. Moreover, the kind of Tian Ling treasure he ate had a special ability that could restore his injuries very quickly. I just took his pulse and found that his broken meridians had been recovering quickly. In this case, I only need to prescribe a few more medicines and practice for ten days and half a month, and it should be almost recovered." Zhou Qingbo looked at everyone with a puzzled look on his face and said.

Hearing this, we looked at each other, and I couldn't help but feel happy, and I said excitedly: "Mr. Zhou, you are really talking about it. Some time ago, we got some petals of the Ten Thousand Years of Snow Lotus. Each of them took two pieces. Are you saying that the petals of the Ten Thousand Years of Snow Lotus played a role?"

Zhou Qingbo heard this and said in surprise: "It is rumored that in the northwest Tianshan Mountains, there is a ten thousand-year-old snow lotus that appears in the world. It is a very rare treasure of heaven and earth. The most precious ten thousand-year-old snow lotus fruit was successfully won by a group of young people. Could it be you?"

"That should be impossible. I got the Wannian Snow Lotus Fruit. I pulled a few petals. Except for me, each of them fryed two Wannian Snow Lotus Petals." A smile appeared on my face.

"One person and two pieces...this...this is a big deal. The petals of a thousand-year-old snow lotus can be priced at a sky-high price. You are still two pieces per person. No wonder his injuries will recover so quickly. If it were in ordinary times, it would be a bit incredible." Zhou Qingbo said excitedly.

"Mr. Zhou, if you say this, I'm relieved. Do you don't need to take medicine? Because they have taken the Wannian Snow Lotus Petals before, they can recover slowly?" I asked again.

"It's no problem. You have been pregnant for thousands of years, and you have obtained the creation of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and moon, and have endless wonderful uses. Not only can you increase your cultivation, but you also have a special ability. After being injured, your body will repair itself. As long as there is no particularly serious damage to the internal organs, you can generally recover slowly. The ten thousand-year-old snow lotus itself has the ability of the flesh and bones of the dead." Zhou Qingbo said again.

"Didn't the arm be cut off and one more grow?" I couldn't help asking.

"That's not! The ten thousand-year-old snow lotus is not as magical as this." Zhou Qingbo said decisively.

"Mr. Zhou, then you can prescribe medicine as soon as possible. How long will it take for my friend to return to normal?" I said happily.

"It's as fast as half a month, and it's as slow as one month. It should be almost cured. The prescriptions I prescribe are all tonics, such as tobaccopy, tonify qi and blood coagulation, and to regulate meridians. There are no expensive medicinal materials."

"That's good, that's good." I rubbed my hands excitedly.

There was also a smile on Yuankong's face beside him.

I really didn't expect that the Ten Thousand Years of Snow Lotus had this effect. I used to think that it could increase my cultivation, but now it seems that increasing my cultivation is secondary, and the ability to repair myself is more practical. As long as I am injured and have one breath left, I may survive.

Just as I was thinking about this, Zhou Qingbo suddenly asked again: "I'll ask, have you taken action against that ten thousand-year-old snow lotus fruit? If you want to take action, I can introduce you to a big buyer. You can just quote a number, and my friends will never bargain."

"Mr. Zhou, don't think too much. The ten thousand-year-old snow lotus fruit was eaten by the man in front of you." Zhao Yangui looked at me and said.

"Have you eaten?" Zhou Qingbo looked at me in a daze and said in disbelief: "Young man, do you feel that your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, or will you recover immediately after serious illness?"

"Not even, I swallowed the ten thousand-year-old snow lotus fruit for myself," I explained.

After talking for a long time, Zhou Qingbo finally got back to the topic, took out paper and pen, prescribed a prescription, Zhao Yangui took it over and said that Xiong Da would go and get the medicine immediately.

Afterwards, Zhou Qingbo looked at Gu Haoran again, and he was even more fine.

The key is that he also drank the medicine boiled by the Wannian Snow Lotus Petals, and his injuries were much lighter than those of the sloppy Taoist priest.

Zhou Qingbo simply took a look at Gu Haoran and said that his injury would be cured within half a month and he didn't even prescribe the medicine.
Chapter completed!