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Qingyang took out a small bottle from his chest and handed it to Zhou Yan, instructing him in a low voice, "This is a Bone Replenishing Pill that I concoct. Take three per day and circulate your energy to cultivate. Your injuries will recover in ten days."

With a slight tremble, he removed the cork from the bottle. A medicinal fragrance rushed into Zhou Yan's nose and his spirit immediately trembled. He felt that the injuries within his body had also healed quite a bit.

"Thank you, sir." Feeling happy in his heart, Zhou Yan also understood that this pill was probably an immortal master pill. After roughly counting it, there were around 40 to 50 pills in the bottle. He slightly bowed his head towards Qingyang and respectfully thanked her.

This kind of hard-blooded man would not put on airs or say anything grateful, but he would definitely remember your kindness in his heart. Perhaps in the future, he would repay this kindness with his life. This was the characteristic of soldiers.

Qingyang nodded slightly, and then softly said to Zhou Yan: "General Zhou, gather all the wounded soldiers, I will treat them properly."

Qingyang understood in his heart that the over thirty thousand soldiers were not even able to survive after a few years of fighting and breaking out of the encirclement. This thousand soldiers did not just rely on luck, but also the tacit understanding between each other and their own strength.

According to Zhou Yan, less than half of the men who were able to maintain their combat prowess were either heavily or lightly injured, and if Qingyang did not intervene, they would not be able to survive for more than a year. Since the encirclement had failed, then the next batch of soldiers sent by Yulong Yalong would not be as simple as it seemed.

According to the soldier's temperament, he would definitely remember Qingyang's kindness in his heart. And if they were able to break out of the encirclement and leave, Qingyang would also be able to find traces of Nannan Junlong.

It was impossible to say that he didn't have any selfish thoughts, but Qingyang had a heart of a doctor, and was able to make the world proud. In his heart, he had a favorable impression of this man, and he was filled with admiration for his loyal and unyielding character.

"There's no need for further words. Let's not talk about how I want to join hands with Junlong. As a doctor, it's only right that I treat him." Seeing the corners of Zhou Yan's mouth move, he seemed to want to say something, but was cut off by Qingyang with a wave of his hand: "This matter cannot be delayed. General Zhou, immediately give the orders."

Without the slightest hesitation, he instructed the soldiers in a clear voice, "Pass down the order, all of the wounded soldiers are to immediately gather at the edge of the lake! Mr. Yang Chou will treat everyone! "

"Yes, General!" An excited reply came from outside the cave entrance. The guards also ran off, probably to pass on the order to Zhou Yan.

"General Zhou, you can just stay here to recuperate, just instruct a soldier to bring me along." Qingyang looked at Zhou Yan and said with a smile: "According to what I said, after consuming the Bone Replenishing Pill, you will be able to recover fully in a short period of time."

"I have remembered it. Thank you, Mister." With gratitude in his eyes, Zhou Yan nodded his head and also turned to the entrance of the cave: "Li Si, bring Mister Yang Chou to the side of the lake to treat the soldiers."

One of the guards who came in was impressively a Xiantian expert among the ten of them. After nodding respectfully, he looked at Qingyang with gratitude and respect: "Mr. Yang Chou, please come with me."

Qing Yang nodded, bowing to Zhou Yan before striding out of the cave. Zhou Yan, who was alone in the cave, looked at the departing figure of Qingyang with gratitude, and without hesitation, he took a Ancient Restoration Pill and sat on the bed with his legs crossed, circulating his energy to heal his injuries.

"Your name is Li Si, right?" Following behind Li Si, Qingyang asked after taking a closer look at his cultivation level.

"Yes, sir." Li Si did not look back as he simply responded respectfully.

"Have you been wounded in your right shoulder for a long time? The old injuries have not completely healed. There are still some cracks on the shoulder bone, and the meridians are not smooth and somewhat tangled. If you fight against others, just a little bit of force, and you will completely split open. " Qing Yang frowned and said in a deep voice. Naturally, he could see all of Li Si's hidden injuries clearly, "At that time, your left shoulder will probably be crippled."

Li Si, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped in his tracks. His tiger body trembled slightly, and then started walking again, only that his voice sounded a bit disappointed: "Thank you Mister, actually this isn't considered any injury, the better pills were naturally given to the heavily injured brother."

For someone like Li Si, whose shoulder injury was both big and small, if it was properly treated, it would naturally be perfectly fine, but in the current situation, if he were to fight with the official guard again in the future, as long as he was able to wield his blade slightly more, the meridians and bones in his right shoulder would definitely be broken, and his entire right arm would be crippled.

"Swallow these medicinal pellets. Do not fight anyone within ten days. You will recover completely after ten days." Qingyang calmly said as he quickened his footsteps and walked to Li Si's side, passing him a bottle of pills.

Staring dumbfoundedly at the azure sun, Li Si naturally knew that the pill in his hand was not ordinary. He tightened his grip on the small bottle in his hand as his expression changed. After a moment, he said in a low voice, "Many thanks, Mister."

No one wished to become a cripple after painstakingly cultivating for a lifetime, not to mention Li Si, who had already stepped into the Xiantian realm. Not to mention Li Si, who had already stepped into the Xiantian realm, had no choice but to endure the pain and hardship that ordinary people would never be able to imagine, but facing the fact that he had become a cripple and his companion had lost his life, he chose the first option. This was also the reason why Qingyang gifted the pill to him.

"No matter, it's not easy for you to painstakingly cultivate. Furthermore, with how loyal you are to your friends, I have merely helped you a little." Qing Yang shook his head with a faint smile and said softly, "Let's go. There are still a lot of people who still need to be treated. Don't delay any longer."

After Li Si put the pill bottle away in his chest, he let out a soft 'En' and sped up his pace. After half an incense stick of time, the two of them arrived at a quiet pool of water. The area was overgrown with grass and trees, but before the pool of water, there were already quite a few people standing, sitting, or supporting each other.

Qingyang looked over the soldiers and couldn't help but frown. Most of the injuries on these soldiers were old. There weren't many new injuries, but the old ones hadn't been healed completely. Leaving the root of the illness would be even more troublesome.

"Fourth brother, is the person beside you the pharmacist that is going to treat us?" Someone saw Li Si walking over with Qingyang in his hand and asked in a clear voice.

"Don't be rude to Mr. Yang Chou." With a light shout, Li Si glared at the man who had spoken. Naturally, the man also muttered and did not say another word. From the looks of it, Li Si was a very prestigious person among the soldiers: "Sir, there are still some brothers who might be on their way. Take a look ?"

"It's fine. As for the remaining matters, just leave them to me." Qingyang smiled and waved his hand as he strode to the front of the open space, sweeping a glance at the many curious soldiers in front of him. Qingyang said in a clear voice: "I know you guys are iron-blooded men who are willing to sacrifice your lives, but most of your injuries are still worrying. I took a look and saw that most of them are broken bones and internal injuries.

If they were to talk about being crippled, it was likely that it would be more terrifying than death for them. When they heard Qing Yang's words, everyone's expression changed, most of them had worried expressions, but there were also people who revealed disdain on their faces, or perhaps it was because Li Si had spoken earlier, so they did not say anything.

"You can choose to believe it or not. I am a medicinal master, and I was entrusted by General Zhou to treat your injuries. If you don't boast, I can help you recover to your peak state within ten days." Smiling at the soldiers in front of him who all had different expressions, Qingyang said in a clear voice, "I have never treated people who I don't want to. You can consider it for yourself if they are crippled or if they are at their peak."

Silence. Only the chirping of insects could be heard above the pond, and Li Si was also looking at the green sun with a surprised expression, not knowing why he said that. If he said that, even if there were people who didn't believe him, they would still accept treatment.

Actually, what Qingyang said was also for them to think. Not only did the treatment require a doctor's superb medical skills and miraculous medicine, it also required a patient's consciousness to be obedient. If the patient was unwilling or reluctant to comply, then the effects would be greatly affected and the final result would be unsatisfactory.

Qingyang's words were said to be provocative and he was either crippled or at his peak. It was likely that anyone with a slightly more normal mind would choose the second choice. The process of letting them think about it was to convert their unwilling state of mind and consciousness into voluntary ones.

"Sir, I don't want to become a cripple! Please save me! " After a moment, a sincere voice broke the silence. Qingyang took a glance at the man who had spoken and nodded.

"Sir, I don't want to either!"

"Sir, please help me! I need to return to peak condition and take care of those bastards!"

"Right, I haven't even avenged them yet, how can I become a cripple!"

After the first sound was heard, it was soon the second and third sounds. In a short moment, all the soldiers on the ground cried out and pleaded with Qingyang for help.

Looking at the many excited soldiers, Qingyang gently pressed his hands in the air and waited until the soldiers' cries had died down before he opened his mouth and said: "Very good, you all can just sit on the ground. I will treat you all one by one."

Although Li Si did not know why Qingyang was doing this, but seeing that everyone's emotions had been stirred up by Qingyang's simple words, a hint of admiration surfaced in his heart. He secretly added that this Mister Yang Chou was indeed talented, and also curiously looked at how Qingyang was going to treat the nearly three hundred soldiers who were injured to varying degrees.