Qin Yang brought his Guanyin needle bag and walked out of the door. Situ Xiang followed Qin Yang with concern.

"I'll be with you, if... I'll take care of you."

Qin Yang did not refuse. Although the man seemed to have no connection with Qin Yang, he would not attack them. However, after all, no one knew him, and no one knew what a serious injury and desperate master would do.

Anyway, it's better to be careful.

Qin Yang and the other two walked to the door of the middle-aged man's house and reached out to knock on the door.

"who?"

A jing's answer came from the room, with a little obvious breath in his voice.

Qin Yang whispered: "I am a guest living opposite."

"It's too late, let's talk about anything tomorrow."

The middle-aged man in the room replied in a low voice, obviously not having any intention of opening the door.

Qin Yang was silent for two seconds and whispered again: "I am a doctor."

The room suddenly became silent. After more than ten seconds, footsteps sounded, and the middle-aged man walked to the door, opened the door, and exposed a gap.

The middle-aged man looked at Qin Yang at the door with a pale face, his eyes full of jing and guard: "Did you see it all?"

Qin Yang replied calmly: "I saw nothing. I only saw someone injured. If you don't treat it, you might die."

The middle-aged man stared at Qin Yang with his eyes straight, and Qin Yang's face was calm, neither explaining nor saying much.

The middle-aged man looked at it for a few seconds and then opened the door.

Qin Yang and Situ Xiang stepped into the door and saw the middle-aged man holding a sharp long sword in his hand behind him.

Qin Yang glanced at the long knife, then glanced at his abdomen, and said lightly: "Put down the knife, otherwise, I am afraid that when you treat you, you will be slashed with excitement and knife, and I will be very wronged."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, walked back to the bed, and put the shiny long sword in his hand into the scabbard.

"Are you practitioners too?"

Qin Yang nodded and replied irresponsible: "We are Chinese, and we are here to travel."

The middle-aged man's face relaxed. Since he was a Chinese, he would inevitably have no connection with his opponent.

He had been holding on forcing himself before, but now he relaxed and could no longer hold on. He sat on the tatami and his body was shaking.

Qin Yang said calmly: "Your wound should be in the abdomen. You lie down and I will help you check the wound."

The middle-aged man lay down to fate. Qin Yang untied the middle-aged man's clothes. Sure enough, there was a long wound on his lower abdomen. The wound was quite deep and bleeding was constantly oozing out. And judging from this posture, a lot of blood had already flowed. If this continues, he may die because of too much blood.

Qin Yang frowned. He came here to take a hot spring bath. He didn't bring anything else except for carrying Guanyin needles with him.

After careful examination, Qin Yang confirmed that this was just an external trauma and did not hurt the internal organs. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't move while lying down. I will stop the bleeding first. Without needlework, I cannot suture you. You are a practitioner and your physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people. Don't move after stopping the bleeding. I will buy some medicines and simple equipment tomorrow morning, and I will suture you again."

A good woman is hard to cook without rice. There is no needle or thread here, so Qin Yang naturally cannot sew it for him. As for asking the boss's wife, Qin Yang thought that even the middle-aged man would not agree.

"Don't resist, I'll do it!"

Qin Yang reminded him, and he lit up many acupuncture points on the middle-aged man's body, then took out a needle bag, inserted silver needles for the middle-aged man, and used acupuncture to stop bleeding.

After a while, the bleeding from the wound almost stopped.

Qin Yang took the needle: "There are still a few hours before dawn, just lie down and don't move."

The middle-aged man felt the changes in his wound and his eyes were a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party could completely stop the blood with just a few silver needles, or could he really save his life?

"Why do you want to save me?"

Qin Yang replied calmly: "I am a doctor."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth: "Since you saw me leaving, you must have guessed what I did..."

Qin Yang shook his head: "I'm just a doctor."

Although there is only one more word than the sentence just now, the middle-aged man seems to understand it.

Qin Yang understood what he meant very well. I was just a doctor, but I just didn’t want to be helpless. As for what you did, it had nothing to do with me. You don’t have to tell me, I don’t want to know, and I don’t want to cause trouble!

"Thanks!"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Lying down, what do you want to talk about tomorrow morning."

Qin Yang and Situ Xiang returned to the room. After closing the door, Situ Xiang whispered: "Will he die?"

Qin Yang shook his head and said, "The knife he scored was very powerful, and he almost broke his stomach. If he didn't stop the bleeding, he would definitely die. But as long as the blood was stopped, he should not die. After all, a practitioner above Dazhong is much better than that of ordinary people. If he was just an ordinary person, he would fall down if he couldn't come back."

Situ Xiang nodded: "Then what do I need to buy tomorrow?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Some of the first aid things, needles and threads for suturing wounds, and anti-inflammatory drugs for some wounds, are best not to buy them in one place, and do not make people suspicious."

Situ Xiang nodded: "Okay."

After pausing, Situ Xiang asked in a low voice: "Why do you want to help him, but you don't ask anything?"

Qin Yang blinked and chuckled, "Didn't I just say that I'm a doctor, I'm always a little sad if I don't help you. If you can, just help me. If you don't ask, don't ask, you don't want to be too involved. The person who can hurt him and almost die is obviously not an ordinary person. As for what he does in the end, it's not my business."

After pausing for a moment, Qin Yang smiled and said, "At least I have helped someone now, I am still in a very happy mood. Can you drink and soak in the hot springs happily next?"

Situ Xiang smiled with a smile: "I understand."

As soon as it was dawn, Situ Xiang left the hotel. At around 8 o'clock in the morning, she came back with a pocket.

Qin Yang checked the things inside: "Okay, I'll just go there alone."

Qin Yang carried his pocket to the middle-aged man's room. The middle-aged man's face was still pale, and he even looked dying, but he was still hard.

Qin Yang did not talk nonsense anymore and directly began to rescue the middle-aged man. After a simple disinfection, Qin Yang picked up the needle.
Chapter completed!