Chapter 137 The World Is So Small

'Fairy Zhou' was dressed in simple casual clothes, except for a veil; two pretty maids followed behind her.

The three masters and servants were dressed in simple clothes, and they all carried a heavy box in their hands. The square box is a bit incompatible with the title of "Fairy Zhou".

But it is such a dress that has ushered in the respect of countless soldiers.

She quietly came to the far side, and squatted down next to a soldier whose left shoulder was almost cut off. He said softly: "It will hurt a little later, bear with it. After enduring it, you can fully recover after three to five months of rest."

"Thank you... Fairy..." The soldier was already a little delirious.

"Bite." Fairy Zhou took out a piece of wood and stuffed it into the soldier's mouth, and then struck out like lightning, using acupuncture to seal the acupuncture point on the soldier's shoulder; spell.

The spell was lifted, and the soldier snorted. Obviously, the spell just now should have the effect of relieving pain.

Fairy Zhou took out a white jade bottle from the box, poured out a large amount of light yellow, clear liquid, and the two maids cleaned the soldier's wound together. Soldiers could be seen shaking violently. It's never a pain.

Zhang Hao sniffled, it turned out to be alcohol; but the alcohol concentration should not be high, and the color of the wine turned yellow. But there is one thing, this wine actually contains a strong aura.

Nascent Soul Stage, who had just instructed Zhang Hao to deal with the wound, twitched his nose vigorously: "It's a pity, it's a pity, such a good wine, it's wasted like this."

Unexpectedly, this "Fairy Zhou" turned her head suddenly, and whispered softly: "What are you looking at standing here, there are so many wounded waiting for treatment."

The voice is nice, crisp and soft, but the tone is very strong.

Yuan Yingqi touched his nose in embarrassment, turned around and reprimanded the surrounding observers, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while.

But Zhang Hao and Feng Zhiling did not move at all.

'Fairy Zhou' took a look at Zhang Hao and Feng Zhiling, but unfortunately they couldn't see their expressions clearly through the veil. But there was a bit of dissatisfaction in the words: "What are you still doing here?"

Feng Zhiling frowned, and was about to turn back.

Zhang Hao knew his senior brother, so he quickly took a step across, stood in front of Feng Zhiling, and said to "Fairy Zhou", "We are studying. Fairy forgive me."

"Fairy Zhou" seemed to be about to speak, but after cleaning the wound, she turned her head and started to work.

She lightly raised her wrist, and a lighting spell appeared in her hand, illuminating the soldier's wound, and then took out a tool box from the box, and took out some tweezers, clips, scissors, knives, etc. There are too many tools Zhang Hao I don't know it, but it's neatly arranged.

Zhang Hao was shocked, it turned out to be a surgeon! But I saw Fairy Zhou carefully corrected the blood vessels, tendons, and bones, and then used a small 'seal' to strengthen them.

Zhang Hao was very surprised to see that the seal can still be used like this.

But "Fairy Zhou" also has a dilemma, that is the most important "meridian" for a cultivator, which is invisible to the naked eye, and even when observed with spiritual consciousness and primordial spirit, it is hazy.

Feng Zhiling quietly transmitted to Zhang Hao that this 'Fairy Zhou' was only at the Golden Core stage, and her spiritual consciousness was not strong enough to accurately observe the meridians.

In the process of searching for the meridian, it was inevitable to look at the wound, and the soldier twitched in pain.

Zhang Hao frowned slightly, and with an idea, a purple ball of light appeared in his hand. Zhang Hao had mastered this little trick early in the process of researching steel.

The purple light was very dim, but under the purple light, a new scene appeared on the soldier's wound. Under the purple light, the meridians were a little bit fluorescent.

Fairy Zhou glanced at Zhang Hao in surprise, but did not speak, but carefully aligned and sealed all the meridians, and prepared to bandage the wound.

Looking at the other party's serious attitude, Zhang Hao gradually became involved, and suddenly couldn't help but said: "The nerve has not been connected yet."

There used to be nerve maps in biology textbooks, with the help of spiritual knowledge, but Zhang Hao 'saw' the nerves.

Fairy Zhou was stunned: "Nerves? What? Is it a new meridian?"

Zhang Hao suddenly realized: Forgot, this is not the earth anymore!

But since he opened his mouth, Zhang Hao pointed out the location of the nerve: "Nerves are the sensory transmission system of the human body, just like blood vessels, but what they transmit is sensation. If the nerve is broken, people can't feel their body, and can't Take control of your body."

Fairy Zhou suddenly said: "So that's it! No wonder some patients said that they didn't feel any sensation in their arms or legs! I always thought it was a meridian problem."

Under Zhang Hao's guidance, Fairy Zhou quickly discovered the nerves and connected them. Only then did the wound be bandaged, and the seal was also used to strengthen it, and then the soldier was given the elixir. Fairy Zhou said in a relaxed tone:

"Your arm is fine. But as the saying goes, a hundred days of injury, within three months, you must always pay attention to strengthening the seal on your shoulder. During this period, you can only rest and not practice.

Also, wash the wound with real essence at all times to prevent inflammation. "

"Yes, yes, thank you fairy." The soldier spat out the wood and thanked him tremblingly. Although it was still very painful, there was a smile on his face, a relaxed smile.

Fairy Zhou nodded and continued to walk towards the next wounded person, then suddenly turned to Zhang Hao and said, "Help me with the light."

The tone was quite commanding.

Zhang Hao twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally followed Fairy Zhou to illuminate the soldiers. When treating common wounds, use ordinary light for illumination, and when looking for nerves and meridians, use purple light for illumination.

During this period, Zhang Hao also constantly adjusted his spells to make the light brighter and softer; and the effect of the purple light became more and more obvious.

So a thing happened that annoyed countless soldiers. Zhang Hao actually stood behind 'Fairy Zhou' openly.

Zhou Xianzi squatted down to treat the wound, while Zhang Hao stood with his hands flat on his body. The posture between the two of them... a bit... makes people think about it!

Busy until dawn, Fairy Zhou rescued more than 300 wounded in one night, Zhang Hao was astounded by this efficiency.

But under the rising sun, Fairy Zhou clutched her dizzy forehead, seeing that there were still a large number of injuries that had not been treated, and thinking about the war that was about to start, she finally sighed helplessly.

"Miss, take a rest." The maid next to her whispered. After a busy night, the faces of the two maids were already pale.

'Fairy Zhou' nodded, then suddenly turned to look at Zhang Hao: "Can you tell me about your nerve problem?"

Before Zhang Hao could speak, Feng Zhiling finally found the opportunity to speak: "Why! This is the secret of our Xuanzhen Sect!"

Zhang Hao: ...

Fairy Zhou turned to look at Feng Zhiling, and said softly, "Do you believe that if I just say a word, you will be beaten up by dozens of Nascent Soul Stages?"

Feng Zhiling suddenly became angry. But Feng Zhiling is not stupid, he sees that the secret of 'nerve' is not simple, such a good thing is definitely not suitable to be made public.

Zhang Hao's brain hurts, his senior brother often has a childish temper. Quickly stood in front of Feng Zhiling again, and said slowly: "Fairy, forgive me, my senior brother is straightforward. I only know a little about nerves, so I told Fairy."

Fairy Zhou shook her head slightly: "May I ask what your name is, Young Master?"

"Zhang Hao."

"You are Zhang Hao?"

"Ah...the fairy knows me?"

Fairy Zhou smiled, and her cold voice was a little more excited: "My father Xinglintang Zhou Shuhai. Zhou Jue is my brother."

"...the world is so small..."

The two maids next to her covered their mouths and chuckled.

Fairy Zhou saluted Zhang Hao slightly: "Little sister Zhou Xueyao, I have met my elder brother."

(Ask for tickets, ask for tickets, cry for important things three times~)