As soon as Hexi raised her head, she met Nangong Yu's tender and doting eyes, and couldn't help smiling at him.
However, before the two of them could exchange affection with each other for a moment, Baihu, who never knew what a bad scene is, couldn't help but exclaimed: "This...is this a broken arm?! Brother Ouyang, you...you can move your arm now. ?"
Ouyang Haoxuan had just recovered from the pain at this time, his whole body seemed to be just picked up from the water, his breathing was heavy, and his face was pale.
However, the expression on his face was always calm and smiling. Hearing this, he raised his hand and moved his fingers slowly.
It was a little stagnant at first, but then it became smoother and smoother, and in the end, he even grabbed a piece of gut string and tied it with two fingers.
As for the broken part of the arm, except for a circle of somewhat ugly sutures, it feels completely the same as a normal arm.
"My God! It's really connected to a broken arm! How can there be such a terrifying medical skill in the world?"
"I've only heard that doctors above level eight have the ability to use durable genius earth treasures to reshape a warrior's lost limbs, but I've never heard of anyone who can re-sew severed limbs back together!"
"This... who is this young man? Seeing that he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, how can he be so powerful?"
"Someone called him Mr. Xi just now. Could it be that he is the Miraculous Doctor Xi who is widely rumored in Yanjing City? The young genius doctor who cured the son's broken veins?"
"I heard that Shengdetang was also opened by him, and the top-quality pills sold there can't even be made by the Physician Association!"
Discussions continued to spread among the generals of the Zhenwei army, and became more and more intense.
And the little soldier who had watched Hexi's unpredictable stitching technique at a close distance was even more admiring of Hexi, looking at her as if he was looking at a god.
However, as if thinking of something, the little soldier lowered his brows and eyes sadly, and said in a choked voice: "Master Xi, it would be great if we could get to know you sooner. Then my brother won't become disabled. He was chopped off on the battlefield Lost a foot... His talent is better than mine, and he has more experience than me, but now he can only lie in bed like a disabled person all day long... "
Xiao Bing's words made the rest of the Zhenwei Army immediately show a sad and sad expression.
Some people wiped their tears and said: "My dad was also bitten off one hand and one foot when he was fighting against a monster. He has been fighting on the battlefield all his life. How could he bear such a blow? Now he can only Drinking to drink away my sorrows every day... "
The battlefield is ruthless, and the sword has no eyes. The battlefield is the place where death and disability are most likely to occur.
And how can ordinary people afford the method of reshaping the body of a high-level doctor and the treasures of genius and land they need to use? Even if they could afford it, they couldn't easily find a doctor above level eight.
Even Xuanwu and Baihu showed sad expressions, especially Xuanwu.
He is leading the Iron Qilin. Although the Iron Qilin is a hundred times stronger than the Zhenwei Army, it is an army after all. As long as the army goes to the battlefield, it is impossible that there will be no casualties.
Just now he watched the miraculous scene where He Xi easily stitched up Ouyang Haoxuan's broken arm, and he couldn't help thinking, if those injured brothers in Iron Qilin could get the treatment of the princess, wouldn't it be... wouldn't they be disabled, wouldn't they? Can they stay in the army
At this time, Hexi had already walked to the other side of Ouyang Haoxuan, checking the injury on his other hand.