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Everyone exited the room with mixed feelings.

"Bring some gauze and some hot water!" Ming Zhongxin commanded.

Suddenly, more than a dozen basins of hot water and a bunch of gauze were sent in.

"Come, I'll help you take off your clothes." Ming Zhongxin stepped forward to help Zhao Mingxing up.

Zhao Mingxing obediently stood up and turned his back, and let Ming Zhongxin be his wide clothes.

Huo, the moment he stripped naked for Zhao Mingxing, Mingzhong's confidence was stirred.

I saw that the scars on Zhao Mingxing's back were extremely hideous, as if he was grinning at Ming Zhongxin with his mouth open.

In Ming Zhongxin's opinion, these injuries are not significant, however, don't forget that Zhao Mingxing is only a twelve-year-old teenager, even if he is burly and precocious, he is only a teenager.

Obviously, these scars were all suffered for the Ming family this time.

Judging from these scars, how tragic the battle was, it is impossible to imagine how this young man endured these injuries to fight against the bandits.

Ming Zhongxin held back the agitation in his heart and took off his clothes for him.

"Come, eat." Ming Zhongxin took out a few pills and stuffed them into Zhao Mingxing's mouth.

"Bear with the pain!" Ming Zhongxin commanded.

Zhao Mingxing didn't say a word, just nodded.

Ming Zhongxin tore off the gauze wrapped around Zhao Mingxing's left arm one by one.

Sizzle, Zhao Mingxing clenched his teeth, the muscles on his face were distorted, and his face instantly turned pale, obviously, the pain was incomparable.

However, Zhao Mingxing held back.

And Ming Zhongxin was like a statue, expressionless, ignoring Zhao Mingxing's pain, and ruthlessly tore off the gauze one by one.

The moment the gauze was torn off, blood gushed out.

The silver light flashed, and several silver needles were nailed to Zhao Mingxing's left arm, and the blood stopped spurting in an instant.

Huo, I saw that the left arm was clearly distinguished, divided into two sections up and down, and there was a hideous wound in the middle, and the bright red flesh was still trembling.

Wow, Ming Zhongxin took out a few glass bottles from his sleeve without changing his face, and washed Zhao Mingxing's wound with the liquid in them.

Sizzle, Zhao Mingxing's face was distorted, and beads of sweat fell like rain.

Finally, Ming Zhongxin meticulously cleaned up the bruises from the wound one by one, but Zhao Mingxing was so painful that he almost fainted.

Ming Zhongxin looked at Zhao Mingxing's expression, and a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes, this Zhao Mingxing is really strong, he can hold back the pain and not scream, not bad, not bad!

If you want to say why this Zhao Mingxing didn't faint, it is too simple, it is the effect of those pills of Ming Zhongxin, they can protect the nerves, so that the nerves in Zhao Mingxing's body spontaneously produce a protective mechanism and faint.

Moreover, Zhao Mingxing did not faint to death, which also helped Ming Zhongxin's treatment, and he could feel the changes in his nerves from Zhao Mingxing's reaction, after all, Ming Zhongxin wanted to use his divine sense to repair his meridians, and Zhao Mingxing's stay awake helped Ming Zhongxin to observe the subtle changes in his meridians.

Ming Zhongxin first stretched Zhao Mingxing's wound open, sprinkled a pill powder into it, and then pressed a few pills into powder and sprinkled it on the wound, but saw that the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Of course, Zhao Mingxing didn't have a chance to see this scene, if it was a doctor by his side, he was afraid that it would subvert his worldview, and he had never seen a kind of wound medicine that could have this effect, this was really against the sky!

"Mingxing, from now on, I will connect the meridians for you, you must hold back, otherwise you will fall short." Ming Zhongxin ignored these changes and instructed Zhao Mingxing with a serious face.

Zhao Mingxing couldn't speak, so he had to nod slightly, indicating that he understood.

Ming Zhongxin slowly closed his eyes, and his divine sense cautiously penetrated into Zhao Mingxing's left arm.

When the divine consciousness came to the wound, it saw that the meridians of the wound were in their own way, and the divine consciousness slowly divided into several bundles, put the corresponding meridians together, and guided the small white particles from the wound to attach to them, firmly wrapping the two meridians.

One by one, one by one, the consciousness is working meticulously.

Outside, Zhao Mingxing's eyes were red, his eyes were so sloppy, obviously, they were almost to the limit of his patience, and the beads of sweat on his naked upper body gradually flowed into a stream and ran down his back.

Everything shows that this treatment is really painful.

However, at the moment when Zhao Mingxing was about to fall unconscious, a red silk thread started from his heart and rushed straight to his brain, and in an instant, Zhao Mingxing's sanity regained clarity.

All this, Ming Zhongxin has no time to take care of, carefully connect the pulse for it.

And Ming Zhongxin's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat at some point, and his face was white and red, obviously, he was not comfortable.

Time is ticking.

Outside the door, everyone listened attentively to the movement in the room, but found nothing, and the room was extremely silent.

Anxiety gradually appeared on everyone's faces. It's been too long, how is the treatment? Are the two okay? Why is there no movement?

Time passed minute by minute in the anxiety of the crowd.

In the room, finally, Ming Zhongxin let out a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were tired and bloodshot.

However, he looked at Zhao Mingxing's left arm, and a smile appeared on his face, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with the treatment results.

However, the work was not done.

Ming Zhongxin stood up straight, dipped gauze in water, and cleaned up the blood stagnation on Zhao Mingxing's left arm one by one.

Huo, the wound on his left arm has actually healed completely, leaving only a slight red mark, which is amazing!

Then he smeared some pill powder on top of the red marks and wrapped them in layers of gauze.

Next, remove the silver needle from the left arm.

patted Zhao Mingxing on the shoulder, "Okay, Mingxing, just rest and recuperate, and your left arm will be as usual in a few days." ”

However, Zhao Mingxing closed his eyes tightly and clenched his teeth, as if he hadn't heard.

Ming Zhongxin smiled dumbly, it seems that Mingxing has become a conditioned reflex, and the flesh has a memory, which cannot be cleared.

With a wave of his hand, several silver needles pierced Zhao Mingxing's head, and in an instant, Zhao Mingxing came to his senses.

His eyes changed from chaos to clarity, and Zhao Mingxing looked at Ming Zhongxin in front of him with a look of disbelief.

"Ming Jiaoxi, is it finished?" Complicated feelings flashed in Zhao Mingxing's eyes.

"Not bad! In a few days you will be healed, using your left arm as you normally would. Ming Zhongxin smiled and nodded slightly.

"Really?" A trace of excitement appeared on Zhao Mingxing's face, however, his complexion instantly became convoluted, and it was normal for him to feel such a sense of gain and loss.

After all, the previous doctors all thought that his left arm had returned to heaven, and now they are skeptical of Ming Zhongxin's statement.

"Dare not believe in Ming Jiaoxi, are you kid going to die? Or let's do it again. Ming Zhongxin patted Zhao Mingxing's head and said jokingly.

"No, no!" Zhao Mingxing shouted, and then looked at his left arm with palpitations, not because of the injury on his left arm, but because of the pain of heart palpitations, which made people feel like going to hell.