"Don't worry, hold on tight to the walls of the medicine barrel. I specially asked Commander Song to reinforce it."
As soon as Su Wantang finished speaking, the group of people scurried back into the bucket like cats seeing mice.
Seeing this, Su Wantang smiled with pleasure.
Yes, she was doing it for their own good. If the bucket got a hole, the opportunity would be gone.
It's not that I'm afraid of seeing something I shouldn't see and making someone jealous.
"Open your mouth and bite down." Su Wantang stepped forward and poked Luo Xiao's mouth with a wooden stick that had been prepared in advance and had thick blankets sewn on it.
After walking around, Su Wantang sat on a bench not far away, observing the changes in everyone.
She would get up from time to time and add more medicinal herbs to the bath, either to neutralize or enhance their effects.
Time passed by, and half an hour had gone by in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, Su Wantang's expression changed drastically. She rushed to Luo Xiao's medicine tub, inserted a needle into an acupoint on his head, and woke up the unconscious Luo Xiao.
"Your body has reached its limit; you must stop."
Luo Xiao turned his head with difficulty, and mumbled out a single word, "No..."
The piece of wood in her mouth suddenly fell into the medicine barrel, splashing water onto Su Wantang's face.
She said seriously, "This is not the time to be willful. You will die if you continue like this."
"Sister, I'd rather die than be useless..." Luo Xiao gritted his teeth, spitting out a mouthful of blood, "...to...live...a...path...to...lives."
Without wasting words, Su Wantang took out silver needles, preparing to perform the first of the Thirteen Ghost Doctor Needles, Ghost Dispersion, intended to disperse essence and take life.
Once this needle is inserted, Luo Xiao's body will become a funnel, drawing in whatever it needs and releasing whatever it needs.
However, Luo Xiao's body tempering session ends here.
According to Su Wantang, although he cannot fully recover, he can still live like an ordinary person.
Seeing that Su Wantang was about to insert the needle, Luo Xiao suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm: "Sister...please...you..."
[The patient's strong will to die triggers the Ghost Doctor's Thirteen Needles, the seventh needle, Ghostly Comfort.]
Guishu, meaning to invigorate the meridians, can maximize the potential and activity of the meridians.
Su Wantang was startled.
That kid's got some good luck.
"Luo Xiao, let go first, I have another way."
"sister--"
"Stop talking nonsense! Every minute you waste is a minute faster you'll die!"
Luo Xiao let go, and Su Wantang picked up the wooden stick floating on the water and put it back into his mouth.
While activating the first needle to reduce the burden on Luo Xiao's body, Su Wantang eagerly learned the second needle, taking advantage of the spatial and temporal difference.
The commotion also attracted the attention of the others, who, despite their pain, looked over and gritted their teeth to speak.
"Luo Xiao, hang in there."
"Even if I die, I want to die on the battlefield, killing a thousand or so Japanese devils. It's too humiliating to die in a broken barrel."
"Luo Xiao, you're still young and haven't gotten married yet. You'll understand once you do. I'll miss my wife the most."
"..."
Half an hour later.
Blood began to seep from Luo Xiao's seven orifices, and the others could no longer hold back their cries.
"Comrade Su, what exactly are you doing? Do you have any way to get him out? If you don't have the ability, then get my little brother out. My little brother is ignorant, and you are ignorant too? Do you have to watch my little brother die before you feel better?"
At the same time, Su Wantang opened her eyes: "Shut up!"
As she pulled out the first needle, the blood seeping from Luo Xiao's eyes, ears, and nostrils increased even more, and his face turned a bluish-purple, like that of a dying man.
"I'm not going to soak anymore! I can't just watch Brother Luo Xiao die!" Yang Bing, who was the most impatient, stood up cursing, but was pushed back down by Lu Huai'an with a slap.
His voice deepened slightly: "My wife isn't the type to act recklessly; she must have her reasons for doing this."
"What kind of bullshit logic is this? I don't understand it. All I know is that I can't just stand by and watch any of my compatriots die in front of me!"
"Commander Song!" Su Wantang called out.
Song Bo had been standing guard outside the door. The noise inside was quite loud, so he roughly knew what was going on.
The moment he entered and saw Luo Xiao's state, his pupils contracted sharply, but then he remembered the repeated instructions from his superiors.
His tone left no room for argument: "Don't move! This is a military order!"
"Commander Song!" Yang Bing said unwillingly.
"Commander Song, come here," Su Wantang called out again. "Add the medicinal herbs as I said."
Su Wantang needed to administer acupuncture, so she couldn't free her hands.
The Ghost Doctor's Seventh Needle traveled across Luo Xiao's major acupoints, while Su Wantang uttered one descriptive phrase after another about the appearance of medicinal herbs.
Song Bo didn't need to do much distinguishing; he could find the corresponding medicinal material at a glance. His mind was in turmoil, but Comrade Su wasn't acting recklessly.
The blood turned black, and everyone's expression changed again, but due to military orders, they dared not make a sound to disturb them.
Five minutes later, the blackness in the blood faded and turned bright pink. A short while later, the bleeding stopped, and Luo Xiao's eyelids twitched.
Ten minutes later, Su Wantang removed the needles, and Luo Xiao's complexion was even rosier than when he entered the room.
"Sister—" he opened his eyes.
"Don't talk, just focus on absorbing the medicine."
Su Wantang wiped her sweat from her brow, glanced at everyone, and headed straight for one of them.
"Commander Song, let's continue."
With Su Wantang's help, the pain of those whose meridians had been widened lessened, and they felt more energetic.
Yang Bing thought that Su Wantang probably wouldn't pay attention to him after what he just did, but he didn't expect that he would be the third one. He felt a surge of emotion and self-reproach.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that, apart from Luo Xiao's own injury, the closer someone was to Su Wantang's intervention, the worse their physical condition would be compared to others.
Half an hour later, the water began to lighten in color, and Su Wantang knew that it was coming to an end. She gave Song Bo a few words of advice and then left the room first.
Within ten minutes, the group emerged from the room, all brimming with energy and seemingly possessing inexhaustible strength.
They all thanked Su Wantang.
Su Wantang agreed, and after checking their pulses and confirming that there were no problems, she asked to leave.
Upon learning of the matter's progress, Song Bo immediately sent someone to call and notify them.
Upon receiving orders from his superiors, he immediately led ten people to test the changes.
As soon as they arrived at the location, the soldier who was supposed to be transporting Su Wantang came running over shouting, "Commander, something bad has happened! Comrade Su has fainted!"
Lu Huai'an was stunned, asked, "Where?" and rushed to the hospital.
Luo Xiao helped him get leave and drove after them.
*
Huo Jun arrived at the unit today and has been asking about the other nine people.
Upon learning that Song Bo had called the nine people away early in the morning without informing him, Huo Jun felt a sudden sense of unease.
But after asking around, no one knew where Song Bo had taken the others.
Perhaps he was blessed by heaven.
When he led the new recruits to the shooting range for target practice, he saw them and overheard them saying, "Su Wantang suddenly fainted, and Lu Huai'an chased after her."
Huo Jun's eyes flickered.
Lu Huai'an, I've finally caught you red-handed.
Want to be in the special training team like me? Dream on!
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