Chapter 1779
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Fengjiu glanced at the two and said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "Pour me a cup of tea and I'll tell you."
When the two heard this, their faces flushed red. At this moment, they knew that their question was a little out of line. Generally speaking, a doctor wouldn't allow others to help him during treatment. Unless that person was his disciple, only then would they have the chance to see him treat.
Even they were the same. When they were treating or refining pills, they wouldn't allow others to watch. However, if this person was their disciple, it would be different.
Just now, the two of them had been helping and watching from the side. The red-clothed young man had not said anything to stop them, nor had he avoided them. Now, he had asked them to pour him a cup of tea. In terms of age, they were older than him, but in terms of medical skills, he could be considered as their equal.
If they poured him a cup of tea, he would dispel their doubts and it wouldn't be a loss.
Thinking of this, the two of them looked at each other with tacit understanding. Then, the two of them turned around and walked outside. One of them held a teacup while the other held a teapot. Under the astonished gazes of all the Peak Masters and Sect Masters, they walked in front of Fengjiu and poured him a cup of tea.
"Would Young Master Feng please dispel our doubts."
Murong Yixuan was slightly surprised when he saw this, but he also felt relieved. Fengjiu's medical skills were superb and he was known as the Ghost Doctor. These two from Huaxian Sect were also straightforward people. If there was something they didn't understand, they would naturally ask.
Outside, everyone who heard the commotion inside couldn't hide their curiosity and peeked inside. When they saw the two of them pouring tea for the red clothed young man, they were even more dumbfounded.
Then, the red clothed young man sat down after washing his hands. His expression was natural and calm as he took a sip of the tea and said, "He lost so much blood that the water in his body would naturally be lost. Although the effects of pills are fast, it's hard to replenish the water lost in his body. Therefore, after stabilizing his aura, the effects of the decoction would naturally be better than the pills."
Hearing this, the two of them were enlightened and immediately understood. So that's how it was. One of them was a doctor while the other was an alchemist, yet they didn't think of this point.
"Then how can the flesh be sewn with needle and thread? Will there be any adverse effects?" The doctor asked again.
Feng Jiu was a little thirsty and finished a cup of tea. She gestured for another cup and then said, "Suturing the wound with needle and thread can make the wound heal as soon as possible. It's faster than letting the wound heal naturally, and you don't have to worry about infection and swelling. As long as the stitches are removed in a few days, there won't be any bad effects."
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"I'll get someone to brew some medicine first. As the doctor spoke, he nodded slightly at Feng Jiu before turning to leave. Perhaps it was because they had seen Feng IX's treatment skills, but the way they looked at him was a little different.
Only then did the people outside walk in. They looked at Feng Jiu in a different light. However, they did not say anything. They only glanced at Perfected Lord Yuan Qing who was lying on the bed.
They were all powerful cultivators. With a glance, they naturally knew that True Lord Yuan Qing's aura was much more stable than before. They all felt that it was inconceivable.
The red clothed young man's medical skills were truly brilliant. He was still able to save him in such a state.
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