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Zhao Wujiang closed his eyes slightly, and he felt the pulse of the old man on the floor stretcher. There was a dragon Yin Guard next to him constantly instilling true energy into the old man's body.

Time ticked, and in a blink of an eye, half a cup of tea had passed, Zhao Wujiang frowned and tightened, and the old man's current condition was a bit worse than his expectations.

As expected, it is impossible to save this person with ordinary medical skills... Long Yin Guards all sighed silently, and they took Zhao Wujiang's expression into their eyes.

"This person should have been attacked by a strong man before. He had too many hidden injuries in his body and had never recovered. The injuries accumulated." Zhao Wujiang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed:

"Your true energy is also slowly eroding him. It is difficult to save him."

Has he been unable to treat him, he has already begun to shirk his punishment? The Long Yin Guards felt unhappy, and Zhao Wujiang repeatedly suggested that their true qi would damage the old man, but Zhao Wujiang didn't think about it. If it weren't for their true qi hanging, the old man would have died long ago.

"But I have to say that you have made a lot of contributions, and your true energy is also protecting him, so that his heart and other key points will not be damaged even further." Zhao Wujiang's eyes gradually became clear:

"It's hard to treat him, but it's not impossible."

After hearing what Zhao Wujiang said, the Long Yin Guards became stiff in an instant. What Zhao Wujiang meant was that he could be cured?

Their eyes under their masks stared at Zhao Wujiang and found that Zhao Wujiang looked serious and did not seem to be fake. They were immediately shocked.

Zhao Wujiang would not deceive them in this matter, because if Zhao Wujiang really does not have the ability to cure the old man well, he can completely shirk the responsibility of the matter. Once the old man is not alive, he will not have any responsibility.

Now that Zhao Wujiang has expressed that he can be treated, it means that Zhao Wujiang is already somewhat sure.

When the Long Yin Guards thought of this, the shock in their hearts became stronger and stronger. Zhao Wujiang looked extremely young, and he actually had such medical skills?

But soon, many Long Yingu narrowed their eyes, and they thought of another possibility, that is, Zhao Wujiang relied on the emperor's trust to forcibly treat the old man. Even if he failed, Zhao Wujiang could say that he tried his best and then shirked the responsibility.

As they thought about it, two or three murderous auras gradually emerged in Long Yin Guard, but they found that they could not find the reason for Zhao Wujiang to slap his swollen face and pretend to be fat.

Zhao Wujiang's seven souls were fully opened, and all three souls were awakened. He could feel the changes in the mood of the eight dragon invisible guards beside him.

He frowned and said in a deep voice:

"I don't care what you think, but now there are only two situations.

1. I will treat him.

2. You will find a way to treat it, but I can tell you clearly that his situation is worse than everyone imagined. Unless the King of Medicine or the Miracle Doctor is within a hundred miles of Kyoto, this person will be unable to turn things around and will definitely die in the underworld!"

The Dragon Invisible Guards made a slight noise and began to discuss.

The empress could not bear it anymore. Do these old-fashioned Dragon Invisible Guards missed the opportunity to treat them?

"Let Zhao Wujiang treat it!" The empress's face was as powerful as the sea.

"Emperor!" The Long Yin Guards still did not fully trust Zhao Wujiang's medical skills. They wanted the most appropriate way:

"Why don't you go and invite the imperial physicians to see and make a decision?"

The Queen's Face is Frost:

"I ordered Zhao Wujiang to treat him, this is the imperial edict!"

The Long Yin Guards were breathing rapidly, and the emperor used the imperial edict to suppress them. They had no choice. Thinking that Zhao Wujiang was not as serious as he was pretending to be fake, they pulled away their lock on Zhao Wujiang's breath.

"Mr. Zhao, please treat this person!"

"Don't remove the breath!" Zhao Wujiang's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he glanced at Long Yin Guard:

"You pour true energy into my body!"

The Dragon Invisible Guards were unclear, but soon, Jia 19 took the lead in pursuing his true energy and slapped Zhao Wujiang behind with a palm.

"Bang!"

A dull sound rang out, Zhao Wujiang let out a heavy sigh, and with a move in his left hand, four silver needles appeared and slowly floated in his palm:

"It's not enough. I want to seal more than a dozen important acupoints of him at the same time, and come again!"

Jia Shiba's eyes flashed and his palm slapped behind Zhao Wujiang.

The silver needles in Zhao Wujiang's hand continued to appear, like sharp swords floating above his palm, he shouted:

"Come again!"

"Mr. Zhao, you can't bear it!" A Long Yinwei said to remind him that in their opinion, Zhao Wujiang was just a weak man who had just entered martial arts for a while, and could not bear the instillation of true energy among them at the same time.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes trembled, and he felt the heat in his body was hard to resist, just like a volcano that was about to erupt, he shouted angrily;

"I'll let you come again!"

"Bang!" Two more dragon guards stepped forward, put their palms on Zhao Wujiang's waist and abdomen, instilling true energy.

Zhao Wujiang slowly let out a hot breath, spread his hands evenly, and twenty or thirty silver needles appeared on both hands, floating in the air and trembling slightly, like a sword rain ready to go.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

He slapped his hand, and all the silver needles in his hand flew out, and in an instant, the body of the dying old man was inserted.
Chapter completed!