"What are you doing!" Mrs. Mu rushed forward and tried to pull Su Luo away!
But at this moment, Su Luo had a cold face, staring directly at Madam Mu, and her voice was as cold as ice: "If you don't want him to die, come and help!"
When Madam Mu met Su Luo's eyes, for some reason, she felt a chill in her heart, and an inexplicable sense of awe arose spontaneously.
Even when I saw the head master... I didn't feel such awe.
The blood from Mu Wuji's wound rushed straight to the roof!
The scene was extremely horrifying.
Madam Mu's legs went weak and she almost fainted.
"Press the wound." Su Luo took a step back, took out a white mass and placed it on Mu Wuji's chest, motioning Madam Mu to go over and press it.
Madam Mu didn't know what was wrong with her... so she just listened to Su Luo's words and did it.
Li Zixing: "Eighth Uncle, you..."
Madam Mu and Mu Wuji are fellow disciples. Madam Mu is the eighth child, so Li Zixing calls her Eighth Uncle.
Before Madam Mu could say anything, Su Luo started inserting needles into the wound.
Su Luo’s acupuncture speed was so fast that people could hardly react.
"You can move it now." Su Luo said to Madam Mu.
Madam Mu: "Oh, oh oh..."
She let go of her hand and stepped aside...her eyes were fixed on Mu Wuji from beginning to end.
She and Mu Wuji had a very good relationship. As she said, if Mu Wuji died, she would not live alone.
Mu Jingyan's heart was pounding, and his eyes were fixed on Su Luo.
Is there hope?
Is there really hope?
Mu Jingyan didn't dare to breathe.
Li Zixing, standing by, grumbled, "His technique is too crude, isn't it? How can he just sew it up right away? He's just leaving the wound in the heart alone? He's just letting it bleed? That's totally wrong!"
Mu Jingyan was panicked: "Is this really not possible?"
Li Zixing said angrily, "Brother, this is common sense, okay? You're injured internally, and you just sew up the external wound. Do you think it will work?"
Mu Jingyan: "Yes, yes..."
He was speechless.
But at this moment...
Su Luo stuffed a fiery red pill into the area above Mu Wuji's heart.
"What is that?" Mu Jingyan was surprised.
Su Luo naturally wouldn't tell him that it was a divine elixir, a magical tool specifically used to treat external injuries.
After Su Luo finished stitching the wound, she stood up and said calmly, "It's done."
"What's good about it? What's good about it? You killed my second uncle..." Li Zixing glared at Su Luo and started to scold her, but when he was halfway through his words...
Because Madam Mu looked at Mu Wuji excitedly: "Husband! Are you awake?! Are you really awake?!"
Madam Mu rushed forward and was about to shake Mu Wuji as usual. Su Luo hurriedly said, "His wound hasn't healed yet. Be careful not to shake him to death."
Su Luo said this casually, and Madam Mu was so frightened that she quickly let go.
She looked at Su Luo with a pleading look.
Su Luo said calmly, "Don't touch him, it'll be fine. He's in a state where he can talk now."
Li Zixing glared at Su Luo and said, "Nonsense!"
Su Luo ignored him because the facts spoke for themselves and there was no need for her to speak them out.
Sure enough, at this moment, Mu Wuji opened his eyes and looked at Madam Mu: "You..."
"Mu Wuji, you're really awake!" Mrs. Mu's excited tears fell down, "I, I, I... I can't believe it. How do you feel now? Are you feeling unwell?"
Mu Wuji's face showed pain: "Am I not already dead?"
The dagger pierced his chest, how could he still be alive?
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