"I'll give you acupuncture to activate your meridians first, and then you can take this medicine. If you're lucky, maybe your meridians can recover 10% to 20%." Jin Qisheng was obviously not interested in saying anything more to Jian Wuchen. He said this coldly and took out the golden needle directly.
"No need. This withered white bone flower is so rare, let's not waste it." Jian Wuchen refused.
Thanks to that drop of Mu Hanyan's blood, his injured meridians had long since recovered their vitality, and had healed rapidly in recent days at a speed visible to the naked eye. Of course, there was no need to waste this withered white bone flower.
"It is the Lord Saint's request to heal you. Although I know there is little hope, you should not give up on yourself, let alone treatment, even for the Lord Saint's painstaking efforts." Jin Qisheng obviously misunderstood his meaning and said heavily. Speaking of the Lord Saint's painstaking efforts, there was even some anger in his voice.
"Elder Jin, you misunderstood what Senior Wu Chen meant. He didn't mean to give up on treatment, but rather that you don't need to worry about his injury anymore." Mu Hanyan interrupted.
Actually, Jin Qisheng's character is not too bad. Although he has been resentful of Jian Wuchen for so many years, he still tried every possible way to heal him. He must have put in a lot of effort to find this withered white bone flower. His medical ethics is very good.
But seeing his attitude towards Jian Wuchen, Mu Hanyan couldn't let it go. Jian Wuchen couldn't be blamed for what happened back then. It was just because his temperament was too extreme and his mind was too narrow that he blamed everything on Jian Wuchen. He didn't have the slightest courtesy that a junior should have.
If there was anything, Jian Wuchen was not comfortable saying it out loud for fear of hurting his self-esteem, but Mu Hanyan had no scruples.
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