"Crack!"

Li Nianfan raised the Demon-Slaying Sword and cut the wood in front of him in half. He then looked at the three people and said with a smile, "You three are here together. It's rare."

Qin Manyun and the other two saluted at the same time and said, "Hello, Mr. Li."

At this time, Li Nianfan's eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at Lin Mufeng's broken hand in surprise, "Mr. Lin, your hand..."

Lin Mufeng smiled and said, "I got some minor injuries while fighting with others. It's not a big deal."

Is this considered a minor injury?

The hand is gone.

Li Nianfan's brows couldn't help but wrinkle. At this time, he truly felt that he had come to the world of immortal cultivation.

Some time ago, Nannan was captured by a monster, which made him understand the danger of the world of immortal cultivation. This time, Lin Mufeng's broken arm made him understand that the world of immortal cultivation is not as peaceful as he imagined.

Nannan is a mortal, but Lin Lao is an immortal cultivator, and Li Nianfan estimated that he should not be a novice in immortal cultivation, but he actually lost his hand.

The world of immortal cultivation is really dangerous!

Fortunately, he met a group of friendly immortal cultivators and became good friends. It's not easy.

Li Nianfan couldn't help but sigh with sympathy, "It's really hard for you."

Lin Lao was so old, but his arm was broken at the root. It was really tragic.

However, these six simple words made Lin Mufeng's heart warm, and a warm current rushed into his eyes, and he almost choked.

Master Li, are you...feeling sorry for me?

At this moment, he felt that all his efforts were recognized, just like a child who tried his best just to get the affirmation from his parents.

As a chess piece of Mr. Li, I should have charged and fought for him. Now he actually expressed his concern in person. So touching! This is the most glorious moment in my life!

He tried hard to hold back his tears and tried to look calm. He whispered, "It's okay. It's not hard at all."

This old man is really stubborn. He was about to cry, but he still said it was not hard.

Li Nianfan felt a little sorry, and couldn't help asking, "How long has this hand been broken?"

Lin Mufeng said, "Just last night."

Li Nianfan raised his eyebrows and said without thinking, "It's less than 24 hours, and I don't know if it can be cured."

Hearing Li Nianfan's words, everyone was shocked and widened their eyes in shock.

What does Master Li mean by this?

Can he cure it?

Lin Mufeng's voice was trembling, and he said nervously, "Master Li... Master Li, can you cure it?"

Li Nianfan pondered for a moment and said, "Not necessarily, but you can try."

He and Old Lin had met before, so he certainly couldn't just stand by and watch someone die. In this case, it was nothing more than reattaching the broken hand through replantation surgery. When I was training myself, I had done a lot of replantation on animals, but I had never tried it on humans.

"Where is the severed hand kept?" Li Nianfan asked.

"Here." Lin Mufeng immediately took out his severed hand.

After receiving the severed hand, Li Nianfan carefully examined it and was secretly surprised. It was indeed a world of immortal cultivation. The wound was really smooth, as if it was cut off in an instant. However, this greatly reduced the difficulty of the operation.

Because it was not severed for a long time, there was still some warmth on the arm.

Li Nianfan smiled and said, "Then give it a try."

He had already placed all the knives used for the operation on the stone table.

Lin Mufeng felt a little bit unbelievable, both expectant and nervous, and asked: "Try it now?"

"Yes, the shorter the break time, the better." Li Nianfan nodded, "Take off your shirt."

"Okay!" Lin Mufeng nodded repeatedly and sat next to Li Nianfan.

Then he took out the Tianxin Bell and placed it in front of Li Nianfan, "By the way, Mr. Li, this is a little gadget I got by chance."

"Wind chime?" Li Nianfan's eyes lit up slightly, "Look at you, why are you so polite? Every time you come to my house, you bring gifts. Don't do that next time."

Lin Mufeng said, "How can we come here empty-handed? Besides, it's not something valuable."

"Then I'll take it." Li Nianfan was not polite either. He casually hung it on a pillar of the pavilion and said with satisfaction, "It's a very nice decoration."

"Ding ding dang dang."

The wind chime swayed in the wind, making a pleasant sound, as if responding to Li Nianfan's words.

Li Nianfan took a deep breath, his face gradually becoming solemn, "Mr. Lin, I'm ready to start. The treatment will be a little painful, you need to bear it."

Lin Mufeng said solemnly: "Mr. Li, go ahead, I can bear it."

Li Nianfan nodded, without saying anything more, but stretched the knife to the position of Lin Mufeng's broken arm that had just healed.

Replantation surgery, it is not difficult to connect the hand, the most difficult part is to connect the nerves and blood vessels, so it is best to do it within 24 hours, during this time the activity of the broken arm is still there.

This is the largest surgery Li Nianfan has performed since he learned medicine, and the object is not a mortal, but a cultivator.

This feeling is really special.

Luo Huang and Qin Manyun stood aside without daring to breathe, watching Li Nianfan perform the operation with extremely shocked eyes.

They had heard from Luo Shiyu that Li Nianfan had saved a pregnant woman without using spiritual power. Although they were shocked at that time, it was not as shocking as seeing it with their own eyes.

They had no doubt that Li Nianfan had the ability to regenerate Lin Mufeng's broken arm. After all, Master Li was such a god, he must have a lot of spiritual medicines and herbs that could regenerate broken arms.

However, Master Li did not use any spiritual power, and he treated the patient completely in the manner of a mortal!

This was beyond their imagination.

Is this the realm of the big guys?

Even returning to the original state is not so real.

Horrible, too terrible!

At this time, Li Nianfan had already reattached most of his arm. His expression was serious, and he dared not even blink. Nerve suture, blood vessel ligation, muscle suture, each step was crucial. Fortunately, Lin Mufeng was a cultivator. Even if his arm was broken, the wound was not contaminated much, and there was no need to remove it, and the disinfection process was also saved. After all, with the resistance of cultivators, there was no need to worry about infection.

This saved Li Nianfan a lot of trouble.

In the inner courtyard, there was only the tinkling sound of the wind chimes swinging in the wind. Gradually, some beads of sweat appeared on Li Nianfan's forehead, but a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. With the last stitch, it was done!

He connected the broken arm with gauze, and then fixed Lin Mufeng's arm with two pieces of firewood. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's done! Move this arm less in the future, and be careful not to touch water. After a long time, it will recover little by little."

Is this... done?

Everyone had an unbelievable look on their faces. They looked at Li Nianfan and then at the broken hand that had been connected. It was like a dream.

Lin Mufeng wanted to move his arm, but he felt a sharp pain and immediately let out a muffled groan.

However, he was not surprised but delighted, and trembled as he said, "I feel it, it's really...really connected?!"