Rebirth of the Hand and Heart

Mo Yuanxun was responsible for holding down the elixir's shoulders and hands, while Zhao Jiangting was responsible for the legs. The doctor simply cleaned up the blood around the wound, then wiped it with cold water, then washed his hands and held the exposed part of the concealed weapon.

Partly, secretly accumulating strength

"Wait...wait a minute..." The elixir stopped at this moment. If he didn't say some last words, he might not have a chance. "Let me say a few words first, okay..."

Mo Yuanxun had calmed down and nodded towards the doctor. The doctor sighed and turned around to go out.

"Say, listen"

The wound could be pulled at every breath, so the elixir had no choice but to slow down his breathing rhythm. What he originally wanted to say, he didn't know where to start.

"I..." I owe Mo Yuanxun, and I feel guilty towards Zhao Jiangting, "I am a doctor, but not only did I create wounds for you, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cure them in this life. Do you...blame me?"

Mo Yuanxun and Zhao Jiangting shook their heads in unison.

They all understand what he means. The name of this wound is heartache.

The elixir smiled happily. The corner of his mouth that was slapped by Mo Yuanxun was still burning, but at this time, he was very happy in his heart.

"If...this death is another rebirth, I will come back to you. If you still want me, if it is the end...you...please forget me and live a good life..."

He obviously meant what he said to Zhao Jiangting. Although Mo Yuanxun didn't fully understand the meaning, he understood it from the literal meaning. He said viciously: "Don't forget what I told you just now.

What!"

——If you die, I won’t live either!

Not to be outdone, the elixir said: "If you... don't want me to find peace under the Nine Springs, then come here! Ahem..." He spoke in a hurry and choked on his own saliva.

Zhao Jiangting interrupted the unnecessary quarrel between the two, "How long have you been talking about these things? Doctor!" He shouted towards the door, "Come in!"

Xiao Lin begged Mo Yuanbai to let him see that the elixir was fine before leaving. Mo Yuanbai reluctantly agreed. When they came out of the empty house, the hidden weapon had been pulled out.

Pots of blood were poured out one after another. Xiao Lin threw himself in front of the bed, looked at the pale side face of the elixir, breathed weakly, and burst into tears.

The elixir passed out from the pain the moment he pulled out the concealed weapon. The doctor was washing his hands with a serious face. After finishing cleaning himself, he turned around and looked at the three people with tense expressions.

"Don't look at me. Whether he can pass this hell gate depends entirely on his own destiny."

"How long will it take for him to wake up?" Mo Yuan asked

"Three days. If you still can't wake up after three days, you will have to sleep all the time." After the doctor said that, he went to pack his medical kit.

"You can't leave!" Xiao Lin stood up, "Can we just watch helplessly for these three days?"

Watching the person you love the most slowly die under your nose? How is that any different from stabbing yourself in the heart with a knife?!

"Who said I was leaving?" The doctor gave him a look, "I live next door, and you will pay all the medical and accommodation expenses!"

The three of them said in unison: "No problem!"

If the elixir really doesn't wake me up, I might as well cut this doctor into pieces.

In the silent night, the crackling sound of the whip is particularly clear

"You treacherous son! How unworthy is it to hang out with men!!!" The current leader of the Demon Cult, Shan Junjing's father, Shan Hai, was swinging a long whip secretly filled with internal power, blowing every move.

Hit Shan Junjing mercilessly

If someone hadn't accidentally seen his eldest son having sex with Shijiu, would he still have been kept in the dark?! When he thought of this, Shan Hai became even more furious!

It was his fault! He had neglected to discipline his eldest son since he became an adult. Unexpectedly, it would lead to the big mistake today!

Shan Junjing's body was covered with wounds, and deep red blood was oozing out from under the deep whip wounds. However, up to now, he had not said a word, but just knelt down with difficulty, letting the whips continue to fall on his body.

Under the long and beautiful eyelashes, there is a clear and unwavering look in the eyes.

"I'll give you two ways," Shan Hai pointed at him with a whip. "One is that I kill Shijiu and pretend it never happened. The other is that I can keep Shijiu's life, but you

He must marry a woman! And he will also be expelled from the Demon Cult!"

Shan Junjing smiled bitterly in his heart. He had no choice at all. If Nineteen died, what kind of health would he need?

His lips moved and his voice was hoarse: "Article 2"

"Okay, wait until your injury is healed, and I'll prepare the wedding for you right away, so you can take care of yourself!" Shan Hai left a warning look in his eyes and left without looking back.

Worried, Protector Zuo came over to help him, but Shan Junjing stood up with his sword and said expressionlessly: "Go kill him."

Kill the person who dares to tell the truth!

Protector Zuo understood immediately. In fact, even if Shan Junjing didn't say anything, he would take action. His eldest young master was beaten like this, and the spy must die!