Chapter 929

Looking at Liang Qinghe, Zhao Qiang naturally knew that Li Feng was irreplaceable for her and Zuo Lao. After all, the three have been together in the beast mountain for thousands of years at the same time, and there are only three of them who survive in the whole beast mountain. Moreover, they have been in danger for several times before, and both of them closely protect the Lifeng behind them.

At this time, the wound on Liang Qinghe's body is also urgent. The wound has been infected. With Zhao Qiangshen as a doctor for so many years, the boss's vision can naturally see that if the infection continues to spread, even he will be powerless for days.

Then he settled his mind, and then sat cross legged. After sitting cross legged, Zhao Qiang suddenly released a powerful soul force in the center of his eyebrows.

The main idea of the psychic Pavilion is to spontaneously go to the entrance of the dungeon and protect the Dharma for Zhao Qiang. The eager Zuo Lao and Liang Qinghe no longer urge Zhao Qiang. They naturally know what Lifeng represents in Zhao Qiang's heart. Zhao Qiang will never ignore the life and death of Lifeng.

At this time, Zhao Qiang is releasing the power of his soul, which is a critical moment. If disturbed at this time, it will cause irreversible damage to Zhao Qiang. Therefore, everyone does not make a little sound to disturb Zhao Qiang. Zhao Qiang is also very worried about the situation of Lifeng, but Liang Qinghe's injury has to be treated, so Zhao Qiang releases the power of his soul, Want to quickly find out where Li Feng is in the whole Xue house.

However, the Xue family's residence is very huge, so the process is very long. About half an hour later, Zhao Qiang took back his soul. Then a relieved smile came up at the corners of his mouth and said, "good news, we have an hour to heal you, and I already know where Li Feng is."

"Really?"

Zuo Lao, LIANG Qing and Wen Yan were surprised and made a sound. Zhao Qiang nodded slightly in their expectant eyes. Then he stepped forward, held Liang Qinghe and said calmly, "next, I'll deal with the wound for you. No matter how amazing I did, please believe that I'm absolutely sure."

The reason why Zhao Qiang explained this is that the doctors in the demon world must have never seen such an operation. Therefore, it may be impossible for people in the demon world to have such an operation. But for Zhao Qiang from the secular world, this is just a very common small operation.

But now Liang Qinghe's in some trouble. The infected wound needs to clean up the rotten meat and the bacteria on the surface. Zuo Lao and Liang Qinghe have already seen Zhao Qiang's medical skills, so they can still accept whatever amazing and vulgar things Zhao Qiang does. On the other hand, the master of the psychic attic came up with a curious face and wanted to see what happened.

For him, Zhao Qiang has nothing to hide. After all, so far, the master of the psychic cabinet has no malice.

Zhao Qiang took out the silver needle, dagger and dozens of medicinal materials from the space ring. Then Zhao Qiang took out the green Wolf wine presented by Xi Qingxue again, burned the dagger red with a fire fold, and then immersed it in the wine and disinfected it twice. Zhao Qiang handed LIANG Qing and a handkerchief and said coldly, "bite!"

Liang Qinghe was about to shake his head, but when he touched Zhao Qiang's persistent eyes, he slipped his handkerchief into his mouth, while the master of the psychic Pavilion and Zuo Lao looked at all this solemnly.

They didn't think that Liang Qinghe, a monster, could not bear the pain. However, the next second they knew they were wrong. The red dagger went straight to Liang Qinghe and the broken wound. The rotten skin and meat sent out a strong burning smell. However, Zhao Qiang did not frown at all and continued his actions with a cold face.

Zhao Qiang quickly cleaned up all the rotten and necrotic flesh, and then poured green Wolf wine on LIANG Qing and the cracked wound. Neither the master of the psychic attic nor old Zuo is a doctor, so he looked at Zhao Qiang's action very calmly and sprinkled wine on the wound. What is this operation? They couldn't understand it. They only knew that Liang Qinghe's body could not help shaking with the green Wolf wine sprayed, because he was trying to endure severe pain, and the green tendons on his chest and even his neck were beating one by one.

After a long time without surgery and knife, Zhao Qiang almost forgot that he was a doctor. Even if LIANG Qing and Tong Cheng look like this, Zhao Qiang is still unmoved. After disinfecting him, Zhao Huizhi refined the essence of the liquid medicine with the smell of fire.

At this time, Zuo Lao also recovered almost. Looking at Zhao Qiang's consideration on both sides, he seemed to be too busy. Zuo Lao took the initiative to make medicine. With Zuo Lao's sharing, Zhao Qiang breathed a sigh. His forehead was full of dense sweat, but it was too late to wipe it. At present, he took out the needle and thread from the space ring again. After quickly threading the needle and thread, Zhao Qiang took the liquid medicine extracted from Zuo Lao's hand and applied it directly to Liang Qinghe's wound without looking at it.

When applying the medicine, Liang Qinghe's body trembled suddenly again. He simply stuffed a handkerchief into his mouth. Otherwise, even if he was a seven foot man who experienced such pain, he couldn't stand roaring.

The teeth rubbed against the fiber of the handkerchief and made a "clattering clattering" sound. After all the liquid medicine was poured into the wound, Zhao Qiang quickly threaded the needle and foot and sutured it on Liang Qinghe's chest. The wound is too deep. It's difficult to grow well without suturing, but suturing the wound looks particularly shocking in the eyes of the master of Zuo Lao and channeling attic.

Lao Zuo stepped forward and stopped Zhao Qiang: "what are you doing?"

Zhao Qiang ignored it, but replied coldly, "I said that no matter what I did, I was saving him! If I believe it, I will watch it quietly."

The words have been said for this reason. Old Zuo naturally can't stop Zhao Qiang, and he clearly knows that Zhao Qiang won't harm Liang Qinghe.

The seemingly small silver needle pierced the skin, and then connected the broken skin together. Such pain is undoubtedly severe, and the wound on LIANG Qing and his body is very huge. Even Zhao Qiang's technical sewing needle has to sew more than 30 needles, so Zhao Qiang dare not neglect it for a moment.

The pain of the needle hole penetrating the skin makes Liang Qinghe tremble constantly. With each stitch, Liang Qinghe trembles once. His forehead is full of fine sweat, and his facial features are twisted together because of pain. Even the master of the psychic attic could not imagine this appearance.

Zhao Qiang sighed. At present, there is no anesthetic in his space ring. If there is anesthetic, give him a pair of anesthetic. Liang Qinghe won't have any perception. However, he can only rely on it