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"hiss……"
When his consciousness returned to his body, Wei Feng realized how serious his injuries were.
This is really very painful.
After all, a big hole was broken. It would be abnormal to say that I didn't feel anything.
But this is indeed a bit too painful.
"Eh? Brother Wei, are you awake?"
Just as Wei Feng was silently lamenting his injuries, Qiuqiu came in from outside carrying a basin of water.
Seeing that the person coming was Qiuqiu, Wei Feng also wanted to sit up and greet her.
But Wei Feng did overestimate his own endurance.
"Brother Wei, just lie down. There's no need to sit up."
Seeing Wei Feng almost sitting up and then falling down again, Qiuqiu is also unfinished, please turn the page)
She has been doing this for nearly half a month. Except for the beginning when he couldn't get wet, she didn't help him clean the area around the wound. Later, she has persisted.
When Wei Feng was still asleep, she always hoped that Wei Feng would wake up.
But at this moment, it would be more convenient when Wei Feng is unconscious.
After all, Wei Feng was unconscious when he was in a coma, so it wouldn't hurt that much.
"It's okay, just wipe yours."
Wei Feng naturally knew that Qiuqiu did this for
Good for yourself.
He was just in unbearable pain.
But if you really want to endure it, you can definitely endure it.
However, I have to say that Qiuqiu is really in a completely different state than before.
If it were the Qiuqiu before, she would definitely be very anxious, but now, dealing with these things seems to be a common thing for Qiuqiu.
"I'll go find Mr. Qi to check on you later. Your injuries should be almost healed in a while."
After helping Wei Feng wipe the wound, Wei Feng also heard a name he didn't recognize from Qiuqiu's mouth.
"Mr. Qi?"
Wei Feng couldn't remember when he had met such a person?
I don’t know how Qiuqiu got to know him.
"It was the therapist that Dilai found. If he hadn't come to treat you every day over the past half month, you wouldn't have recovered so quickly, Brother Wei."
When asked about Mr. Qi, Qiuqiu also respected him very much.
Healers are scarce.
They use their own spiritual power as a medium to treat the wounded, and their significance is definitely incomparable to that of ordinary doctors.
And, generally speaking, most healers must also be alchemists.
If he hadn't used the powder to treat Wei Feng, the wound would be much uglier now.
"Then I have to thank Di Lai and Mr. Qi."
Wei Feng had also heard of the therapist.
He naturally knew the scarcity of therapists.
DeLay was able to hire a therapist for him and have him treated every day, so he really had to write about him well.
"No need to thank me, the most important thing is to recover well."
Just as Wei Feng and Qiu Qiu were talking about this, an old man walked in from outside.
"Mr. Qi." Seeing the person coming, Qiuqiu walked over to greet him.
Wei Feng then realized that this person was Mr. Qi who had been treating him during the time when he was suffering from Zhedu.
"Don't move. If you cause a second tear to the wound, it will be a burden to me."
As if he saw what Wei Feng wanted to do, Mr. Qi pushed him back.
Feeling the old man's strength, Wei Feng was also a little surprised.
He looks old, but he is very strong.
After checking Wei Feng's injuries, he began to treat Wei Feng.
When the spiritual power flowed around the wound, Wei Feng indeed felt a mysterious feeling.
It's like bathing in the sun.
This kind of spiritual power gives people an unusually gentle feeling, it is indeed a healer.
At the same time, he also sprinkled some medicinal powder on Wei Feng's wound. These medicinal powders, under the stimulation of spiritual power, healed the wound as quickly as possible.
This process doesn't last very long.
But Wei Feng did feel a different feeling during this process.
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Chapter 68: Lu Jiu’s death?
The base of the Red Flower Society.
"We will return to Jinzhou tomorrow, and I have two things to tell you." Tie Binghe sat upright and looked directly at Xiao Nan who was sitting opposite him.
"Well, you say, big brother!"
"First of all, there is a monster hiding in Beiling City, and it is a half-demon with a dual will. Currently, we can confirm one person, Gongsun Li, the father of General Zhendong Gongsun Zhi. As a detective, you should try your best to find a way to let the superiors know about this."
"The second thing is, you have to be more careful!"
After saying this, he looked at Xiao Nan meaningfully.
Xiao Nan was surprised. For Tie Binghe to say this meant that he completely trusted him. He clearly didn't do anything... Also, what did he mean by asking him to be careful?
"I remember, Brother Tie!"
……
On the way back, Xiao Nan kept thinking, what kind of organization is the Red Flower Society? Although Tie Binghe is the boss on the surface, it is obvious that there is a "master" behind them.
Who could it be?
Tell him to be careful, be careful of whom?
"Sword Spirit, I think Han Zhao is coming for us." Xiao Nan analyzed, "The old man asked me where the dog demon is, so he must have seen the pig demon, and the pig demon must have told him the secret of my left arm!"
The sword spirit replied, "Let me help you analyze it. Two monsters followed the Yipin Pavilion's convoy in, the son of the Minister of Revenue came to cause trouble for you, and you were rescued by the head of the Anding Prefecture... Do we know too much?"
Xiao Nan suddenly got goosebumps all over his body: "If you know too much, you will be silenced!"
The night was as cool as water, and Xiao Nan wandered around the streets of East City without any sleepiness. His cultivation had reached a bottleneck, and he was almost able to break through to the sixth level of Kaiyuan.
Cultivation cannot be forced, sometimes it happens naturally, and sometimes it requires an opportunity.
It was about midnight when he was about to go home. He saw two figures running back and forth on the roof of a house on the street from afar, and he quickly chased after them.
The two men had great martial arts skills, they could climb walls and fly over rooftops without making any sound. Xiao Nan was afraid of alerting them, so he didn't dare to get too close.
He chased them all the way down the street, and the two men stopped behind a bank. He hid in a secluded place and eavesdropped on their conversation.
"Father... Father, are we really going to attack the bank? There are people on duty inside. It's too dangerous..."
"Look at you, you're so cowardly. You're not afraid of anything with me here!"
Xiao Nan thought that the thieves might be a father and son.
He watched quietly, and when the two were concentrating on picking the lock, he touched them, gently patted their shoulders, and asked in a low voice: "You two...what are you doing?"
"Shh!"
The two of them immediately turned around and gestured to keep quiet.
"Don't make a sound, or the people inside will hear you..."
He continued to pick the lock, and it took him a while to realize what was going on. They looked at each other in shock and tried to run away, but Xiao Nan knocked the old thief unconscious with a palm.
The little thief didn't run away, stared at him, and shouted: "Let me go... Dad, or I won't forgive you!"
Xiao Nan thought that the thief was quite arrogant, and retorted: "I am a constable who catches thieves. Either you run away quickly, or you will go to jail with your father."
The thief hesitated for a while, then rushed forward with clenched fists. It looked like he had never fought before. Xiao punched him in the eye socket, and he staggered and was about to fall. Xiao punched him again, and he fainted completely.
Xiao dragged the two into a dilapidated house and
He tied them up with a rope and pulled off their masks.
To his surprise, the father and son were both quite good-looking. He had thought that he was the only handsome thief in the world.
Moreover, the thief's face seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen him somewhere.
About half a quarter of an hour later, the two thieves woke up, but instead of begging for mercy, they threatened him.
"Let us go, otherwise, you will... be in trouble!" the thief threatened.
The more Xiao Nan looked at him, the more familiar he looked, even his voice sounded familiar.
He took out a tinderbox from his pocket and lit a piece of firewood. The room was instantly bright. He leaned close to the thief's face and asked in confusion, "Have we met before?"
The thief stared at him, his brows gradually relaxed, and panic turned into surprise.
"It's you, Xiao... Junye!"
Xiao Nan suddenly remembered and said in surprise: "Third Prince, why are you a thief?"
Then he quickly untied him.
Wait…did he forget something?
The Third Prince rubbed his eye sockets, but he was not angry. He pounded his chest and said with a smile, "Why did you become a constable? I have been trying to find you since we left the Holy Ruins. No one remembers that it was you who saved us, but I remember it clearly!"