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Chapter 59: Sanctification in the Arena 5

The huge venue suddenly became noisy.

"Good old man, you can't save your son even if you beat him to death." In the midst of the commotion, Mo Qianchen, who had been standing quietly like a bird among the chickens, slowly spoke.

The sound was not loud, but the noise around him stopped immediately, and all the doctors wanted to hear what Mo Qianchen had to say.

"Medical Emperor, please save my son. He is still so young and cannot be crippled. Medical Emperor..." The good old man who was beating the apprentice of the poisoner reacted immediately after hearing Mo Qianchen's words.

shouted to Mo Qianchen, almost crying.

Mo Qianchen looked at the young man who was crumpled into a ball on the ground and screamed in agony. He sighed and said slowly: "This happened because of me. I will try my best to save him today."

This young man is just a medium used by others to provoke her and should not be discarded.

"Medical Emperor, you..." When the good old man heard this, he was almost speechless with excitement. Can Mo Qianchen really be saved?

How can a person with such a serious injury and a complete disability be saved?

At this time, not only the good old man, but also all the doctors around him were shocked.

I have never heard that a person with such severe meridians and broken bones can still be saved.

"Xuan Tianhao."

"Junior sister." Mo Qianchen rarely called him, and Xuan Tianhao immediately responded.

"No one is allowed within fifty meters, and no one is allowed to make a sound." Mo Qianchen didn't want to talk to Xuan Tianhao, but under such circumstances, only Xuan Tianhao had the right to give such an order.

Xuan Tianhao nodded immediately after hearing this and quickly passed on the order.

In an instant, there was no one within fifty meters of Mo Qianchen and the young man. The doctors and spectators around them all received warnings not to speak. Those who disobeyed the order were ordered to be executed, and there was a sudden silence.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Qianchen in the field.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Qianchen walked up to the man and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to recover, or do you want to be ruined like this?"

When the man who kept screaming miserably heard this, he immediately endured the pain and trembled and replied: "Okay, be okay."

"Okay, I will give you an injection, but the pain during the injection will be a hundred times more painful than what you are feeling now. If you can persist, I will save you once. If you can't persist, then I won't work for nothing.

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Mo Qianchen couldn't see clearly what expression was on the young man's face, which was so twisted in pain that he couldn't tell what his true appearance was. She could only see that as soon as she finished speaking, the man bit his lip and kept silent.

Call.

This is a silent signal that I can persist.

Seeing this, Mo Qianchen nodded and said, "Okay, hold it in."

As soon as the sound fell, Mo Qianchen gave the young man an unknown pill and drank it, then slowly pulled out a roll of green, silk-like thread from his arms.

"Tian Xuan Cao, it's Tian Xuan Cao." He trembled, and the previous medical sage who recognized what it was couldn't help but tremble.

Tianxuancao can suture any wounds, and is especially useful for injuries to meridians.

But it takes two hundred years to bloom, two hundred years to bear fruit, two hundred years to spit out the fruit of this thin silken silk, six hundred years to get it, it is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

"Shh." Someone immediately signaled.

Unable to speak, unable to separate Mo Qianchen's feelings.

The breeze moved slightly, blowing Mo Qianchen's black hair, as ethereal as the moonlight goddess.
Chapter completed!