Jiang Xin couldn't bear it. He spat at the middle-aged man and said angrily, "go to your sister. You have to make a good draft before you lie, don't you? The child was stabbed by the sword. Why? Can the prince's carriage use a sword? "

The middle-aged man knew that the lie was impossible, so he said angrily, "I saw it with my own eyes. It was the carriage that hit me. Why? Do you want to deny it? Hum, it's not so easy. First ask me about my sword. " He pulled out the sword at his waist with a crash. There were spots of blood on the tip of the sword. It was obvious that he had done the injury to the boy.

Xia Yuanqiu pointed to his sword and said, "if you say the evidence of crime, your sword is the evidence of crime. How dare you deny it?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer any more. He went up with his sword.

Xia Yuanqiu doesn't dirty her hands. What's more, she has more important things to do. The young man's injury can't be delayed any longer.

Waving, Xiaobai and Dabai appeared at her side at the same time: "you two, help Zhu Yan resist the enemy, we went first."

Xiaobai saw the middle-aged man with a sword, and immediately jumped forward excitedly, just like a flash of white light, jumped directly behind the middle-aged man, and bit him on the back.

Dabai faced the middle-aged man and opened his mouth. There was a tiger roar, which made the man's ears roar. No other voice could be heard.

Then the tiger slapped his palm heavily on the head of the confused middle-aged man. He slapped his palm on the ground and fell to the ground. He was so dizzy that he couldn't even find it. This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that his whole body is itchy. It's a kind of itch that seems to come out of the bottom of his heart. It's itchy and painful.

The middle-aged man kept rolling and howling on the ground. At this point, he still wanted to stir up the emotions of the masses. Even though these so-called "masses" were not real "masses", the play had to be done enough.

Xia Yuanqiu holds Jiang Xin in one hand and the boy in the other. In the blink of an eye, the three people appear in the jade bracelet space.

Xia Yuanqiu called the unicorn. At this time, the boy lost too much blood, so he should immediately carry out blood transfusion and surgery. But this is not a hospital in the 21st century, so aseptic blood transfusion is not allowed, and his blood type can not be known in a short time, or even there may not be a blood source that matches his blood type.

At this time, the ability of the unicorn is particularly valuable. The energy emitted by the unicorn's horn has the effect of healing all trauma, and can bring vitality and hope to people.

In the healing process of Unicorn, Xia Yuanqiu is not idle. She uses the silver needle needling method to seal the blood around her heart and stop bleeding quickly. Jiang Xin is the most excellent surgeon. It's very appropriate for her to deal with the wound and suture.

After examining the wound carefully, Jiang Xin said with a smile: "he is really a lucky child. His heart is too long. Otherwise, this sword will definitely kill him."

Jiang Xin also has a set of surgical tools, which is more complete and advanced than Xia Yuanqiu's, because in the western regions, there is a Qizong, and Gongsun Shuo has not only money, but also contacts. Gongsun Shuo found a senior disciple of Qizong for her, and made a set of tools specially for her.

Jiang Xin has not touched the scalpel for two years. At this time, he holds it again. He is very excited in his heart, and even his hands are trembling.

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