Chapter 252: The Wounded Girl

If there are books, it will be long, and if there are no books, it will be short. Time passes by little by little, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of the night, Al looked at the potion that had failed again in front of him, sighed helplessly, and said to the crow Caesar standing on the bird stand: "It failed again, Caesar, how many times have you failed?"

"This is the 31st time you have failed, so I have said long ago that your idea is not feasible. If your blood problem is so easy to solve, Master Merialu and Lanterio will help you. Have you solved it yet?"

Sighing again, Al said with some frustration: "Three months, there is no help at all. It seems that my three months have been wasted."

"It's not a white flower, at least the 'bloodline witchcraft technology' that you accidentally invented is worth studying. This kind of technology that combines bloodline witchcraft and part of the 'witchcraft costume' is relatively new."

Hearing the crow Caesar's words, Al shook his head helplessly, and said, "The 'bloodline witchcraft technology' basically does not help me, but it can help some ordinary people or apprentices gain power that would otherwise be impossible. Although it’s not really chicken ribs, it’s not much better than chicken ribs.”

As he spoke, Al recorded the last part of his knowledge about the 'Bloodline Witch Run Technology' on a specially processed white paper that could be preserved for a long time, and then put this paper together with the previous paper, simply After I bound and wrote the title of the book, I put it directly into the bookshelf and regarded it as part of my own book collection.

"By the way, kid, that little guy hasn't been here for a long time, what's wrong with him, did he give up learning this knowledge?"

Hearing the crow Caesar's words, Al raised his eyebrows slightly, and joked to the crow Caesar, "Caesar, I think you want the delicious food that Kevin brought to you."

"Cut, it's just a mere honey roast chicken. I, Uncle Caesar, have never eaten anything. How could a mere honey roast chicken make me look forward to it so much? It's just a mere honey roast chicken... Tsk, okay, honey roast For me, chicken is my destiny, and I haven't eaten it for more than a week!"

Seeing the Crow Caesar yelling at him, Al laughed, and was about to tell Crow Caesar to take him out to find if there was any one for sale, but at this moment, a maid in the Blackrock Tower walked away in a panic. He came up and said to Al: "Lord Al, Lord Kevin came here with a wounded girl, saying that he has something very important to tell Lord Al."

Hearing this, Al frowned slightly, and immediately asked, "Where is Kevin now?"

"Lord Kevin is at the gate now,

Since he brought someone, he didn't come in immediately. "

When Al heard the maid's words, there was a hint of satisfaction on his face. He was very satisfied with Kevin's behavior. After all, this Blackrock Tower belongs to him. Although Kevin can come in and out at will, it doesn't mean that other people also can.

"You let Kevin bring that girl up, only here is the condition to help an injured person heal his injury."

The maid got Al's order, and immediately bowed and left, and hurried to ask Kevin to come up.

Not long after, Al heard an anxious sound of going up the stairs, and saw Kevin carrying a blood-stained girl to Al's laboratory, and then gently placed the girl on a sheet of paper. On an empty lab bench.

Although Kevin's movements were very light, he still touched the girl's wound, causing her to let out a soft snort, and a hint of pain appeared on her originally calm face.

Seeing the girl's appearance, Kevin immediately looked at Al anxiously, and said, "Al, please help my friend, he was stabbed in the abdomen by the poisonous dagger, and he is now in a coma.

I didn't want to bother you at first, but the doctors in Aiger City said it was hopeless, so... so I can only bring her to you. "

While listening to Kevin's explanation, Al came to the test bench with a potion, poured the potion in the test tube into the girl's mouth, and lifted her head slightly to help her put the potion swallowed.

After doing this, Al glanced at Kevin and said, "Kevin, calm down, I will help you."

After speaking, Al left Kevin alone. He picked up another pair of scissors on the test bench and cut the clothes around the wound on the girl's abdomen.

Putting down the scissors, looking at the purple-black knife mark on the girl's abdomen, he frowned slightly, his fingers were stained with some blood from the wound, and began to chant the spell in a low voice.

I saw that drop of blood constantly spinning on the tip of Al's right index finger, and a faint gleam continuously radiated from that drop of purple-black blood.

The purple-black blood gradually dissipated, and Al also knew the types of toxins in the blood.

Without hesitation, he came to another experimental table, began to heat the beaker with an alcohol lamp, and began to brew potions with various herbs.

Al's actions were quick, and about five minutes later, he brought over a beaker of dark green potion exuding a strange smell and heat, and poured it directly on the girl's wound regardless of the temperature above.

The scorching medicine was poured on the wound, and the pain directly woke up the girl from the coma, and she cried out and sobbed loudly.

Seeing the girl's struggling body, Al quickly stretched out his hand and pointed at the girl's forehead, causing the girl to faint again. Then he pressed one hand on the girl's wound, and kept chanting Pronouncing inexplicable spells, and with the chanting of Al's spells, strands of black pus and blood squeezed through the semi-solidified wound and flowed out from the wound.

It lasted for more than half a minute, and the black pus and blood gradually turned dark red, and finally turned into scarlet.

At this point, Al knew that most of the toxins in the girl's body had been forced out, and as for the remaining small part, as long as they were recuperated and recuperated, there would be no problem.

Letting go of his hand, a ball of flame ignited in Al's hand, burning away all the potion and poisonous blood on Al's hand.

After finishing this, Al looked at Kevin who was looking at the girl nervously, and said, "Kevin, the book I gave you should have a part about surgery.

So it's up to you to sew up this girl's wound, if you don't do it, then just let her lie there, maybe she can stop the bleeding before it dries up. "

With a few words, Kevin blocked what Kevin wanted to say back into his throat. He looked at Al, who was watching the show, and immediately took out the needle and thread used for suture from the shelf that prevented the test equipment in Al's laboratory. After the disinfection, he lay down on the test bench and concentrated on sewing up the girl's wound.

Looking carefully at Kevin, who was afraid of making mistakes, Al smiled and shook his head, ordered the maid to prepare some food, and then dragged the recliner to the balcony to watch the stars.

It took less than 20 minutes for the wound to be stitched together. When Kevin raised his head, he saw a girl who opened his eyes at some point and looked at him.

Slightly taken aback, Kevin said to the girl with some embarrassment: "Katni, are you awake? How is it, does the wound hurt?"

Gently shaking her head, the girl Katni looked at Kevin and said, "No matter how painful the wound is, how can it catch up with the heartache of the whole family being killed? It's better to die just now, maybe I can feel better."

"Hey, I don't want to listen to what you said. Kevin, this guy finally carried you here, and asked Al to heal your wounds and detoxify you. You want to die if you say you want to die?"

Hearing the sound, Katni looked in the direction of the sound. When she found out that it was a crow talking, her expression was like seeing a ghost. If it was before the accident in her home, she might have screamed, but Having experienced the whole family being silenced and almost being killed himself, although he was still surprised, he finally endured it.

"This...Master Crow, did you just say Al? Could it be the wizard Lord Al who lives in the Blackrock Tower?"

As soon as Katni finished speaking, Al's voice sounded before the crow Caesar could answer.

"That's right, I'm that Al, that guy Kevin probably told you."

While talking, Al walked in from the balcony. He came to Katni's side, checked Kevin's stitched wound, and said to Kevin with some satisfaction: "Your stitching skills are good, although it is very rusty, but The hands are steady and the stitches are good."

"That's not what you did for my book, but Al, Katni should be fine, right?"

Hearing what Kevin said, Al nodded and said, "The body is fine, but the spirit is not necessarily the same."

Kaitney looked at Kevin who was talking to Al on an equal footing. She looked at Kevin in surprise and said, "Kevin, are you friends with Lord Al?"

Eyebrows raised slightly, Al looked at Katni, and said with a half-smile: "It seems that Kevin didn't tell you, he naturally knows me, because his manor is adjacent to my Blackstone Tower. In a sense, they are neighbors."

Katney is not stupid, even from a businessman's family, she has been educated since she was a child, so she is extremely smart.

So when he heard Al's words, he thought about it for a while, and then immediately reflected. She turned her head to look at Kevin, and asked in disbelief: "Kevin, you never told me The situation in your family, are you...are you that seventh prince, His Royal Highness Kevin Ivan?"

Looking at the questioning Katni, Kevin sighed, nodded helplessly, and admitted his identity. (To be continued.)