"Here comes the water." A woman came over with some clean water and placed it next to Fengjiu.
After Feng Jiu thanked him, she washed her hands first, and then took something out of the space, cleaned his wounds and applied medicine. Seeing that man was dying, she fed him a pill and asked someone to send him into the house first.
When they got into the house, she asked everyone else to go out and only left Du Fan to help.
"Master, can he survive with such injuries?" Du Fan asked, his eyes fell on Feng Jiu. In this remote village, with such serious injuries, if there is no good medicine to treat him, I am afraid that even if the master gives him a pill now, it will be difficult for him to recover!
“He is lucky to have met me. If it were someone else, it would be difficult for him to survive.” Feng Jiu said, and she stretched out one hand and placed it on the most serious wound of the other party, activating the Qinglian Qi in her body to heal him.
Du Fan watched from the side, and when he saw a little green light emanating from his master's palm, his eyes flickered. He watched the green light fall from her palm into the man's wound, repairing his wound bit by bit.
Seeing the wound healing at a speed visible to the naked eye and beads of sweat oozing out of his master's forehead, he couldn't help but feel moved.
They had no relationship with this man. In fact, the master didn't have to save him in this way. Using the power of the Green Lotus to save this man would greatly consume the master's spiritual energy. He didn't expect that the master would do this.
I was originally wondering whether this person could survive, but looking at the current situation, there is no problem with his survival.
Seeing the wound gradually healing, Fengjiu withdrew her hand. Perhaps because of the recovery of the wound during treatment, the eyelashes of the unconscious person trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
He only saw a woman in red who looked like a fairy standing beside the bed. He seemed to see a holy and divine light emanating from her body. He wanted to see clearly, but his heavy eyelids gradually closed again, and his vision fell into darkness again, and he fainted again.
"Put some gauze on that place!" Feng Jiu said, motioning Du Fan to step forward and put some gauze on the wound that had already healed. After all, if such a serious wound healed in an instant, it would cause a lot of trouble if it got out.
"Yes." Du Fan said, and stepped forward to bandage the healed area.
"Let's go!" Feng Jiu said, and walked out. Du Fan followed behind her and left the house with her.
"How is it, girl? How is my man? Is he, is he still alive? Is he going to die?" The crying woman came forward quickly with her three children, looking at Fengjiu with tears in her eyes.
Feng Jiu smiled slightly and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, he is fine, but his injuries are a bit serious, so he is still unconscious. You can go in and see him, but try not to disturb him while he is recuperating."
Hearing this, the woman cried and thanked him, while walking quickly inside with her child.
As if she remembered something, Feng Jiu paused, looked back, and said to the old man, "Old man, I have applied medicine to his wound. Do not remove the bandage or change the medicine within half a month. After half a month, remove the gauze and the wound will heal."