1890: C1890 When Did You Get Medical Skills

C1890 When Did You Get Medical Skills

"Leave it to us." Yang shook the dust off his hands and agreed without hesitation. In particular, he wanted to walk around. It would be troublesome if he met the people who had tricked them. However, if he met the companions of the guards who had left, it would be a blessing in disguise.

After that, he got up with Shi Jun. The two old men were still whispering for a while. Finally, they made up their minds. They separated in two different directions and left one after the other.

Mo Nan didn't care about these things.

The Martial God in front of him was unstable. All he could do was to protect the latter's life as much as possible.

Finally, after some work, Martial God Chang Chun's condition stabilized, and he woke up very quickly. Only then did old rascal seriously greet the few old men who had trained him in the past.

Although Shi Jun and Yang Qingfeng had left to collect herbs, there was only Chef Kou left, wasn't it?

Mo Nan put down Chang Chun's wrist, stood up, and bowed solemnly to Butcher Kou. His eyes were slightly red as he said, "I'm really afraid. What will I do if something happens to you?"

Compared to Elder Mo, it was possible that he had a better relationship with these three old men.

Therefore, when he found out that the old men were in danger, he subconsciously panicked. He had been holding it in and did not show it. Now that he was sure that they were fine, old rascal felt more at ease.

The emotions that he had hidden earlier were no longer hidden. They burst out all of a sudden.

"Stinky, we are not dead yet. Why are you crying?"

After not seeing each other for three years, Butcher Kou missed him very much. He looked at Mo Nan and his eyes turned red. He could not help but feel emotional when he saw Mo Nan's red eyes. However, he could not be red-eyed with Mo Nan. That would be too embarrassing. He pretended to be dissatisfied and humphed.

Mo Nan grinned. He did not care about these things. As long as the old men were fine, that was enough.

"By the way, how did you get here?" There was nothing else that Butcher Kou could do except wait for Shi Jun and Yang Qingfeng to come back. Taking advantage of the night, Butcher Kou surrounded the fire and couldn't help but ask.

Although it wasn't a good time to ask, he was still very curious. How did this kid come to the Upper Realm and how did he know that they were here?

"Then there's too much to say..."

Mo Nan sighed softly and looked at the fire pile in front of him in a daze.

All this time, he had kept a lot of things in his heart. It was because he did not have anyone to talk to. The pressure was so heavy that he almost couldn't catch his breath.

old rascal rarely spoke about his own matters. Now that he had finally found a few old men, especially Butcher Kou, they had the best relationship when it came to private matters.

Yang and Shi Jun were his seniors, and Kou Chef was more like his friend.

Mo Nan kept nagging about one thing. He narrated the reason for his visit to the Upper Realm and what had happened during that time in the simplest way.

As expected, he felt much more relaxed after saying it. Even though it did not help in solving the problem, old rascal still felt that he could finally catch his breath.

"Tsk, thank you for your hard work."

Butcher Kou listened quietly and did not say anything in the end. He acted as a perfect listener and patted Mo Nan's shoulder to comfort him.

To be honest, when he heard that this kid knew about the forbidden area of the Ancient Serene Region and was in danger, he immediately rushed over. Butcher Kou was rather gratified. Perhaps it was because Stinky was too mischievous in the past that he, Shi Jun, and Yang Qingfeng had always been worried and paid a great price to not raise an ingrate.

Now, it seemed like their worries were unnecessary.

They didn't want to talk about this anymore. Their eyes were sore. As for helping Mo Nan, they had to wait until they left. Butcher Kou was still worried about Chang Chun's safety in his heart. He changed the topic and asked, "Stinky, tell me the truth. Can you really guarantee that master will be fine?"

"I promise."

Mo Nan rolled his eyes. "So you don't even have that much confidence in me?"

"I..."

Butcher Kou opened his mouth. He really wanted to admit it, but he did not have confidence. After all, he did not know much about old rascal's medical skills, but he was afraid that it would hurt this kid, so he did not say anything.0

On the other hand, Mo Nan's competitive spirit was aroused by him. After taking a deep breath, he once again held Chang Chun's wrist. At the same time, he frowned deeply.

"Watch carefully."

Butcher Kou did not understand. He looked at Chang Chun who was still unconscious. It did not matter at first glance. He was shocked to find that the injuries on the master's body were recovering at a visible rate. Some of the wounds that were still bleeding had scabs quickly. It seemed that most of them had recovered.

"Stinky, you are good. I did not realize that your medical skills were so good."

Perhaps in his heart, Mo Nan had always been the same little devil. He had not changed at all.

Now that he saw Mo Nan was so powerful, he was quite pleased.

"There are still many things you don't know." Mo Nan snorted. He had gotten a compliment, which meant that he had accomplished his goal. He quickly stopped what he was doing.

After he withdrew his hand, he was actually a little shocked. On the one hand, he did not expect that treating a Martial God would cost him so many Spiritual Forces. After two treatments, the Spiritual Forces in his body were almost completely depleted. He was also afraid that he would attract the attention of the martial artists in the forest, so he could not use Spirit Gathering Beads, which made him extremely depressed.

While he was sitting and resting quietly, trying to recover the Spiritual Forces, Butcher Kou could not stay idle and casually chatted with Ghost Valley.

The conversation between the two was not particularly special. Basically, they did not leave Mo Nan for three sentences.

In a flash, more than six hours passed.

Just as everyone was wondering when Yang and Shi Jun, who had gone out to look for medicine, would return, the two of them finally came out of the forest. Shi Jun's appearance attracted everyone's attention. When they realized it was him, everyone relaxed again. Shi Jun then came in front of Mo Nan and threw away a large amount of spiritual herbs.

This was the best part of the Ancient Underworld Forest. It could become a spirit beast paradise. Without even thinking, everyone knew that this was the place where the natural herbs were produced. Shi Jun went out and searched the entire area of the formation. Naturally, he found a lot of herbs.

"Is this enough?"

After bringing back the spirit herbs, Shi Jun frowned and asked nervously.

"That's enough." Mo Nan agreed and started to pick the herbs. At the same time, he called Yang over and asked him to pick a part of the herbs and refine it into a recovery pill.

In other words, alchemists and alchemists were fundamentally different. In terms of saving people, it was definitely more professional to differentiate between truth and medicine. However, the medicinal pills refined by alchemists could be preserved for a long period of time. When fighting with others, one could immediately swallow them. This was an advantage that alchemists could not do.

Hence, most of the time, alchemists clearly understood their own advantages. What they refined were medicinal pills that could recover medicinal Spiritual Forces and temporarily increase their strength.

And they were going to flee very soon. Preparing some medicinal pills at this moment could be considered as preparing for unexpected needs.

Yang was aware of this, so he did not decline. He immediately agreed.

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