"Hmph, don't think that you can be supercilious if you have a little strength. Do you know that there are people outside the world? My holy court has produced a large number of wizards since ancient times, and there are countless miracle doctors. Even we can't heal Uncle Sword Master's wound. How dare you speak wildly? You don’t have to be afraid of being laughed at when you go out.” Elder Jin snorted coldly and began to close the needle.
Mu Hanyan was too lazy to know this kind of person and ignored him.
"Thank you very much." Jian Wuchen said politely.
"You don't need to thank me. I can't cure you anyway. I just want to help you dredge your meridians so that you can act normally like ordinary people. If you really want to be cured, you can ask this old friend. After listening to others Well, your injury may not be curable, hehe, what a big tone, just so I can see it." Mu Hanyan didn't bother with Elder Jin, but he thought that Mu Hanyan knew that he was wrong, so he intensified his sarcasm road.
"Elder Jin, since you want to see my medical skills so much, let me show you." Mu Hanyan didn't have such a good temper, and he was a little angry when he heard him repeatedly sneering.
Although she was not sure that Ye Yanran and herself would be able to heal Jian Wuchen's injury, but there would be some benefits, the effect should not be inferior to Elder Jin's Golden Needle Technique, if he wants to see it, let him experience it.
"I'll give you some color, you really started a dyeing workshop, hmph, then I'll show you your medical skills! If you lose face, don't blame me for being unforgiving and losing the courtesy of the elders." Elder Jin saw Mu Hanyan dared to retort, which made her even more angry.
After hearing what he said, Mu Hanyan wanted to laugh even more. This old man really doesn't have any self-knowledge. Is his mouth forgiving? How can he be too polite when facing himself
"Forget it, why bother to go to war because of the old man's injury? Elder Jin, you are also an elder, why bother with a junior?" Jian Wuchen resignedly stepped forward to persuade them when he saw that the two were in a hurry.
"Hmph." Relying on his status, Elder Jin also felt that it would be shameless to win a quarrel with a junior, so he snorted arrogantly, turned around and left.
"Why is this person so extreme and narrow-minded." Mu Hanyan was too lazy to argue with Jian Wuchen because of Jian Wuchen's face, but she still shook her head and said.
"This can't be blamed on him. His grandfather used to learn the same art as me. Although he was a generation older than me, he was about the same age, so he became a close friend. It can be said that he is like a brother. In the battle with the temple, both sides suffered heavy casualties. They could only retreat separately, but at that time the Jedi storm broke out, his grandfather and several other Holy Court masters fell to death, and I was seriously injured and unconscious at that time, and there was no way to rescue them.
After his father grew up, he became a deacon of the Holy Court. Once he went out to perform a mission and was seriously injured by the people in the temple. In the eyes of outsiders, the deacons of the holy court are infinitely beautiful, but in the holy court, there are so many of them, so they are naturally not taken seriously. After he came back, he did not receive the best treatment. end. But I traveled around in those years, looking for healing methods, but I couldn't help.
Elder Jin was young and not very sensible at that time, so he blamed all this on me. In his opinion, since his grandfather and I are as close as brothers, we should not refuse to save him, and then his father was seriously injured, and I failed to make decisions for him, causing his father to die in depression, which is ruthless and unjust He also has a lot of resentment towards me.
As a result, his temperament has become extreme and stubborn, and no one can persuade him. "Jian Wuchen said with a wry smile.
It was only then that Mu Hanyan knew that Elder Jin still had such a background. No wonder he didn't show any respect even though he called Jian Wuchen his uncle.
"Don't blame him. Although he is a bit extreme, his character is not bad, and his medical skills are superb. He can be called a generation of masters. If he hadn't healed me from time to time these years, my hand would have been completely useless. It's gone." Jian Wuchen continued.
"Yes." Mu Hanyan nodded.
As the saying goes, people take tea to cool down, but Mu Hanyan can imagine Jin Qisheng's sorrow of being helpless and helpless since he was a child. His grandfather died, his father was crippled, and his only backer Jian Wuchen's right arm was crippled. He has no status, but he has been traveling for many years. Jin Qisheng can be said to have no relatives. He is afraid that he has been stared at like his childhood self, and it is normal for his temperament to become a little extreme.
Speaking of which, she felt a little sympathetic to this Elder Jin.
"Okay, I'll go first." When mentioning the past, Jian Wuchen was obviously a little bit less interested.
"Wait, Uncle Wuchen, I haven't healed your wound yet?" Mu Hanyan held Jian Wuchen back.
Although Jian Wuchen only said that her grandmother pestered him to learn art from a teacher when she was a child, she didn't say whether she was successful or not in the end, but Mu Hanyan could also understand the closeness of the elders to the younger generation when he mentioned his grandmother. Thinking of it, my grandmother must have learned a lot from him. Even if she doesn't have the name of master and apprentice, she still has the friendship of master and apprentice. In this way, I should actually call him master. Since he has the opportunity to heal his injury, Mu Hanyan will certainly not stand idly by.
"You really want to heal my wound?" Jian Wuchen looked at her strangely. I thought that she should quit after seeing Elder Jin's medical skills, but she was even more determined than before.
"If I'm not wrong, my grandma must have the help of seniors to achieve today's cultivation. As a junior, I must try my best." Mu Hanyan said firmly without hiding anything.
"Hehe, I taught that little girl a few sets of exercises back then, but I didn't teach them in vain. Well, then you can try it." Jian Wuchen laughed loudly.
As expected, Mu Hanyan guessed correctly, he really had the grace to teach his grandmother.
Smiling, Mu Hanyan could tell that Jian Wuchen was just fulfilling his wish and letting himself try, but he didn't have any hope. It's no wonder that Mu Hanyan was able to heal the wound that generations of divine doctors in the Holy Court could not heal. If it were someone else, she wouldn't even believe it.
"Yanran." Mu Hanyan didn't care, and waved to Ye Yanran.
"Here we come." Ye Yanran ran over with small steps, still gnawed on a glutinous rice cake that she got from someone who didn't know where, her cheeks on both sides bulged, and she obviously choked when she swallowed it. Roll your eyes.
Mu Hanyan also rolled her eyes. She hadn't discovered before that this female snitch turned out to be a big foodie.
"Come and see Uncle Wuchen's injury," Mu Hanyan said.
"What's wrong with this injury?" Ye Yanran looked at Jian Wuchen's right arm with a dazed expression.
It was only then that Mu Hanyan remembered that although she had Tianlin's supernatural power of healing, she actually knew nothing about medical skills. It would be really embarrassing for her to see the wound.
"Forget it, just use your Tianlin Shenhe." Mu Hanyan said directly to Ye Yanran without wasting time.
"Oh, good." Ye Yanran wiped her mouth and began to chant.