The young man said gently.

Xiao Yang still felt confused and couldn't figure out the brain circuit of the man in front of him.

The young man didn't say anything more, but turned his head and looked at Qingwen who was lying on the ground. He walked straight over, then grabbed Qingwen's wrist, put three fingers on Qingwen's pulse to take her pulse.

He frowned slightly, then sighed lightly, "Oh... the injury is quite serious!"

After speaking, he put down Qingwen's hand and then took out a small blue bag from his arms. After he spread the blue bag, he saw that there were dense silver needles in the bag.

Xiao Yang walked to the young man at this time, looked at his actions in confusion, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"Her meridians are damaged. If she is not treated in time, I am afraid that her life will not be saved!"

The young man said, taking out a silver needle from his bag. He placed the silver needle horizontally in front of him, looked at the curve of the silver needle carefully, and then stabbed the silver needle into Qingwen's acupoints.

"Do you understand medical principles?"

"Of course! Our family has been practicing medicine for generations, and it is impossible for me to continue this generation, right?"

The young man smiled gently, and then took out several silver needles from the blue bag one after another, showing the technique of Jin Qingwen's acupoints.

However, Qingwen's eyes were still closed and she was still in a coma, with no sign of improvement.

I saw that the young man mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and his two palms were placed on the silver needles. The spiritual power in his palm slowly radiated. With the blessing of the spiritual power, several silver needles jumped.

Xiao Yang frowned and observed everything in front of him.

This was the first time he had seen someone treat others in this way.

After a while, Qingwen suddenly coughed violently, and a mouthful of dark blood was spit out of his mouth. As the blood was spit out, he slowly opened his eyes.

The young man smiled slightly, then took off the silver needle on Qingwen's acupoint, put it back into the blue bag, and put it into the top of the suit.

He stood up and said to Xiao Yang beside him: "She has suffered such severe injuries. She must have a good rest in the next day, otherwise she will suffer from hidden illness!"

After saying that, the young man turned around and wanted to leave.

Xiao Yang stopped him, "Who are you?"

"I'm just a passerby! I'm just helping me when I see injustice." The young man replied casually.

"You have helped me so much, I have to repay you!"

"Haha... we will see you again! When we meet again next time, remember to treat me to a hot pot to repay me!"

The young man smiled faintly, then waved to Xiao Yang, and his figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Xiao Yang stared at the direction where the mysterious man left. Although he didn't know the identity of the man, he could take action to save him from the old man's men. It seems that there was no malice intent.

After thinking for a while, he squatted down and looked at Qingwen who had just woken up, "How do you feel?"

“It’s much better…”

Qingwen replied with a faint breath.

"I will take you out of here now and go to my place to recuperate from the wound first!"

Qingwen nodded slightly and responded.

Now, he has nowhere to go except Xiao Yang. The people from the Dark Organization are searching for his traces everywhere, and he is seriously injured and will undoubtedly die if he is left alone.

Xiao Yang picked Qingwen up at the waist and walked back to the western building.
Chapter completed!