Zuo Qingcang slowly raised his palm and used his Qi of True Origin to move Jiang Qing onto the operating table.
He opened his palm, and many surgical instruments slowly appeared in the Mouth of the Netherworld. All of them were controlled by his Qi of True Origin and moved toward Jiang Qing's body.
As there was the possibility of transplanting the life plexus at any time, Zuo Qingcang's Virtual Space was filled with all sorts of surgical instruments.
As he controlled his Qi of True Origin to carry out the surgery, Zuo Qingcang's fingernails gently brushed past his fingers, and a wound appeared.
Drops of green liquid dripped out from his fingertips and into Jiang Qing's mouth.
This was his spiritual blood, which contained a large amount of energy. As there was a lack of nutrients that could be transfused, Zuo Qingcang could only use his blood to prolong Jiang Qing's life for the time being.
The surgery was carried out nervously. Even with Zuo Qingcang's surgical skills, he still felt that it was troublesome to deal with Jiang Qing's injuries. In particular, the shattered bones in her leg, as well as the muscle fibers, nerves, and blood vessels, were all mixed together. Zuo Qingcang felt that it was troublesome.
Exhaling, Zuo Qingcang barely managed to suppress Jiang Qing's injuries for the time being, preventing them from worsening. However, when he saw the ghastly wounds on the other party's back, stomach, neck, arms, and legs, his eyes could not help but emit traces of killing intent.
'I've stopped her injuries from worsening for the time being, but she's lost too much blood. 'Looking at Jiang Qing's face, which was as pale as a thin sheet of paper, Zuo Qingcang used his Qi of True Origin to carry her.
'Her body and organs are unable to withstand a large amount of my spiritual blood.
'I must find a place to transfuse my blood to her. '
Thinking of this, Zuo Qingcang carried Jiang Qing and walked toward Mo Le. His movements were very careful and gentle. Otherwise, the heavily injured Jiang Qing would feel any bumps.
...
At the same time, the entire upper echelon of Mo Le was in chaos.
Because more than a thousand elite troops had lost contact in an instant, the commander-in-chief of the army had also lost contact.
They had lost contact with the experts of the three deities' domains.
The 12 Apologetics Knights couldn't be contacted.
The Royal Mage Corps was still uncontactable.
Even the vice-captain of the Royal Mage Legion, who had only been here for a few days, was still uncontactable.
Mo Le's City Lord's Mansion had gathered countless leaders of the empire. At this time, they were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
However, the commoners in Mo Le City hadn't realized that chaos was coming and the world was about to be stirred up by one person.
…
In the north, at the Royal Maryton General Hospital.
Zuo Qingcang floated above the hospital with the unconscious Jiang Qing in his arms. He slowly landed at the entrance of the hospital. As Jiang Qing's injuries were too serious, he floated over cautiously, not daring to make any big movements.
The crowd around him pointed in his direction. Two Dongmu security guards from the hospital walked over. Perhaps it was due to the fact that Zuo Qingcang had descended from the sky, they appeared to be somewhat respectful and fearful.
"Sir, is there anything we can do for you?"
Zuo Qingcang looked over with a strange light flashing across his eyes, "Where are the operating room and blood bank of the hospital?"
After the security guard said a series of words, Zuo Qingcang lifted his leg and left.
He didn't walk towards the gate of the hospital at all; instead, he stepped out step by step, moving towards the operating room in a straight line as if there were invisible stairs under his feet.
In front of him, no matter the walls, steel bars, or cement of the hospital, they were all torn apart by the invisible force field of Zhenqi. Wherever he went, there would be a passage.
Screams kept coming out of the hospital. More than ten security guards chased after Zuo Qingcang along all the passages.
Along the way to the operating room, the wall of the operating room was directly peeled off with a light sound like peeling off the skin of an orange.
In the operating room, the doctors and nurses stared blankly at Zuo Qingcang, who floated in. The fat woman lying on the operating table, who was about to be operated on, suddenly screamed.
Zuo Qingcang frowned and the screaming woman fainted. With a wave of his hand, the woman was sent to the corner of the room by the force field. Then he waved his hand and the broken wall was put back.
"Who are you? You can't just barge in like this. "
A strange light flashed across Zuo Qingcang's eyes. He said coldly, "Shut up." A trace of confusion flashed across the female doctor's eyes and she had already shut her mouth.
Zuo Qingcang carefully put Jiang Qing on the operating table. He stared at her pale and weak face and said lightly,
"Prepare to give her a blood transfusion."
"But we don't know the patient's blood type."
"Then let's do a blood test." Zuo Qingcang gently picked up Jiang Qing's palm and used his fingernail to make a small incision. Then he took out a small bottle from the Mouth of the Underworld and filled it with Jiang Qing's blood. Then the one-inch Divine Light Sword pierced out and sealed the wound.
With a slight movement of his fingers, the bottle flew into the hands of a nurse.
At the same time, an X-2000 was released from the virtual space.
"He'll accompany you for the blood test."
The nurse nodded in confusion and left the operating room under the escort of the X-2000.
Blood test, blood transfusion, wound stabilization, surgery, all the tasks were carried out in an orderly manner under Zuo Qingcang's arrangement. Finally, the blood flowed into Jiang Qing's body through the tube. Zuo Qingcang's tightly knitted brows relaxed slightly.
"The patient's injury is too serious." The female doctor shook her head. "Even if the blood transfusion is …"
"You don't have to worry about anything else," Zuo Qingcang said coldly.
However, his ears twitched and he continued to speak to the female doctor beside him. "You guys keep an eye on this." With a wave of his hand, the remaining three X-2000s appeared in the operating room. They would keep an eye on the doctors and prevent them from doing anything untoward.
Then, he stepped out of the operating theater and stood outside.
"Jiang Qing is still transfusing blood. I can't make too much of a commotion."
While Zuo Qingcang was thinking, more than ten security guards surrounded a few police officers and pointed in the direction of the operating room. When they saw him come out, they became even more agitated. "It's him. He's the one who broke into the hospital."
"He even sent people to beat us up."
When the Imperial police officer saw Zuo Qingcang, his eyes flashed with vigilance. "Hey, this is a hospital. You can't cause trouble here. Come with me to the police station."
There were too many people. It was impossible for Zuo Qingcang to modify the memories of so many people at once. Furthermore, Jiang Qing was here. It was even more impossible for him to leave alone.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and with him as the center, invisible waves radiated in all directions. Han Bing's mental attack had already covered the entire hospital. Other than those in the operating room, everyone had fallen into a coma with their consciousness frozen.
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