"You... what are you kidding!" Dr. Wang screamed, "My hand is broken, you cut it off, how can it be cured? I have practiced medicine for decades, and I have never even heard of such a medical technique! Fairy, let me go!"
But Muyan doesn't pay attention to him anymore.
Instead, he aligned his palms and wrists, took out the needle and thread, and began to sew.
"Ahhh!"
There is no anesthesia, the consciousness is clear, and the sutures of the tendons and skin are directly performed. The pain is beyond words.
The entire Ghost Wind Valley echoed with Doctor Wang's pitiful howling like killing a pig.
In the end, he couldn't even make a scream.
All that remains is pleading, "The old man was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go... It hurts... It hurts, I really can't take it anymore, woo woo woo..."
At this moment, Muyan finally cut off the thread, showing a satisfied smile, "Okay, the stitching is complete."
The guards of Ghost Wind Valley came back to their senses one by one from the astonished and blue-shocked faces, "You...you don't think that just sewing the severed limbs together is considered a medical skill?"
Muyan slowly raised her eyebrows.
Flipping her hand, a porcelain bottle appeared in her hand.
She slowly poured the medicine in the porcelain bottle into Dr. Wang's hand.
Then, a shocking scene happened.
I saw that the bloody wound on Dr. Wang's hand, which was sutured with thread, began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
While pouring the mysterious medicine, Muyan pulled off the stitched rope.
After a few breaths, there was only a centipede-like scar left on Dr. Wang's wrist.
Dr. Wang's eyes widened, and he looked at his hand in disbelief.
Then, subconsciously moved his fingers.
"Ah, it moved! That finger moved!"
"How...how is it possible?! How could the broken palm be stitched together, and how could it be intact?!"
Dr. Wang looked at Muyan in horror, and then at his own hand.
On his wrist, there still seemed to be that terrible pain.
However, when he hooked his fingers, he really felt the existence of his own hand.
And, as time went on, the presence of this hand became stronger and stronger.
It's like it's never been seen.
"No... Impossible... How can there be such a medical skill in the world?"
And the person who uses this kind of medical skills is... still a girl under twenty years old.
Dr. Wang raised his head, stared at Muyan, his voice trembling, "You... who are you?"
"Master Shen Tu, you are here! Why don't you stand here and not go in?"
In Ghost Wind Valley, there was an old man's surprise cry.
I saw Magistrate Liu striding forward to meet him, repeatedly bowing to Muyan to invite him in, with an expression of indescribable respect and flattery.
"Shen... Shentu?" The guards of Ghost Wind Valley were all dumbfounded.
They know what Lord Shentu means.
However, it has been a long, long time since the ghost market has had a god.
Why is it suddenly there now
And still such a young girl
"Judge Liu, who is this girl...?" Finally, a guard couldn't help but said, "Although she has an invitation card, her name is not recorded here, so we dare not let her in."
"Confused!!" Hearing this, Judge Liu wished he could beat the second pig teammate to death.
Having Xu Fu in the ghost city is not enough.
Why are the guards in Ghost Wind Valley so unreliable now