The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

As soon as Xue Hua came out, Tao Yanbai followed him out.

Seeing Pan Yun bloody, he was startled and ran over to help her in his shirt: "Little Master, where are you hurt?"

Pan Jun confidently leaned all her weight on him, casually threw Pan Xiaohei off her shoulders to the ground, and whispered, "Go back to the house first."

Tao Yanbai quickly helped her back to the house.

The noise was quite loud and Miaozhen and Miaohe, who were sleeping soundly, woke up. They opened the window and looked out, then immediately put on their clothes and ran out.

Tao Yanbai felt Pan Yun's pulse and found that not only was her vitality greatly depleted, but she had also lost too much blood. He quickly said to his two junior sisters, "I'll go get some hot water and boil some medicine. You can see where Junior Senior's body is injured and take care of it first."

He took out two medicine bottles from his own space, poured out a pill from each, and stuffed a healing pill into Pan Yun's mouth first, and gave the remaining pill to Miao He: "Take this one in a quarter of an hour."

Miaohe agreed.

Tao Yanbai pushed Zhang Weiyi and Xue Hua, who were peeking out, out and closed the door.

Zhang Weiyi and Xue Hua looked at each other, both a little nervous: "Tao Yanbai, where did she go? Why was she so badly injured?"

Tao Yanbai was very frugal with words: "I don't know."

Zhang Weiyi frowned.

Tao Yanbai said: "Don't worry, if anything goes wrong, my junior uncle will take full responsibility and will not make it difficult for you."

Zhang Weiyi had no words to express his pain.

After they came back from Yunnan, although Uncle Zhang did not say it explicitly, his intention of letting them temporarily stay in Fengqiyuan was very clear. He wanted them to keep an eye on Pan Yun and not let her get into trouble or get into any accident.

They were willing to "protect" Pan Yun before, but it was only because they felt that nothing would happen to her, so they gave her a good deal.

She broke through to the first marquis level at the age of eleven. Even though she was not a disciple of Mount Longhu, the academy and Tianshi Mansion valued her very much.

You can tell something from the attitude of Uncle Zhang and the others.

It is a blessing for Taoism to have such a young genius, and it does not matter which sect or school she belongs to.

Zhang Weiyi asked in a low voice: "Is her injury okay?"

Tao Yanbai said sullenly: "It's okay."

Zhang Weiyi and Xue Hua didn't know whether they believed it or not, but they were indeed relieved.

Tao Yanbai ran to the small kitchen to boil water and cook medicine.

Zhang Weiyi and Xue Hua thought about it and quickly followed: "We are here to watch the fire, you go and save her."

Tao Yanbai didn't hesitate. He went back to the house, grabbed a packet of medicine and handed it to them, then picked up the kettle from the house and went over.

Pan Yun had taken off his clothes, revealing the wounds on his body.

She had many wounds on her body, but the two most serious ones were: one was a wound on her back from her left shoulder blade to her right upper waist. There was no bone, but blood and flesh were flying around, and there was residual demonic power on the wound;

One was a piercing wound on the upper left shoulder, with sword energy surrounding it.

Both wounds must be freed of demonic power and sword energy first, otherwise they will continue to damage the wounds, making them difficult to heal.

When Tao Yanbai pushed the door open, Miaohe was sitting cross-legged beside Pan Yun's bed, with Yuanli floating in his palms, using magic to remove the demonic power bit by bit.

In less than half a minute, Miaohe's face turned pale.

Tao Yanbai frowned when he saw this and whispered, "Get up, let me take over."

Miao He did not move, his palm continued to float on Pan Yun's back: "Third Brother, there is another sword energy, and that sword energy is also very domineering."

Miao Zhen frowned. This was a medical method. Neither she nor her junior master had learned this spell, and it was too late to learn it now.

But she was familiar with Miaohe, so she sat behind her: "I will pass on my skills to you."

Their internal strength came from the same source, and they grew up together, so their internal strength and Yuan force did not exclude each other, so it was easy to pass on their skills.

Miaozhen transferred the energy in his body to Miaohe, and Miaohe's removal speed indeed increased.

After removing the remaining demonic power, Miaohe stopped practicing and took a short rest.

Tao Yanbai poured hot water for Pan Yun to treat the wound on her back.

After cleaning out the dirt and using chemicals to disinfect, he took out the needle and thread and prepared to sew.

Pan Jun was extremely tired and barely opened his eyes to take a look. "Do we need to sew it up again?"

Tao Yanbai responded: "The wound is a bit big, it will be stitched up faster."

Tao Yanbai threaded the needle and glanced at Pan Yun's face: "Uncle Junior Master, this may hurt a little."

Pan Yun said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I won't feel any pain."

The wound was caused by a cut from the big bird's wing. She didn't feel any pain at the time, so how painful could it be to get stitches?
As expected, Pan Jun remained silent after that. If you ignored the sweat on her forehead, she looked like she wasn't in any pain at all.

Tao Yanbai sutured the wound on his back, and Miao and Miaozhen each took a magical medicine to regulate their breathing.

The two men stepped forward to remove the sword energy that pierced the wound.

But Miaohe moved the Yuanli in his hand, and was able to capture the sword energy contained in the wound. The sword energy began to destroy the flesh and blood. Pan Jun groaned, and bright red blood gushed out. Soon the towel under Pan Jun's shoulder was soaked with blood.

Miao He was startled and immediately withdrew his hand. He looked at Tao Yanbai in panic: "Third Brother..."

Tao Yanbai immediately stepped forward to check, frowned and said: "What a sinister sword energy, not only can it hide in flesh and blood, but it can also rot bones. Let me do it."

Miaohe quickly gave up his seat to him.

Miao He had only treated ordinary diseases before, but this was the first time he had to deal with the demonic power and sword energy remaining in the wound.

This is not the first time for Tao Yanbai.

He had been following Wang Feiyin and Tao Ji to treat patients for several years, and naturally had encountered some injured martial artists or practitioners.

I have seen how residual qi is removed, and I have also tried it myself.

His Yuan power is not as good as Miao Zhen and Miao He, but his internal strength is also good enough.

He made a hand gesture and gently placed his palm over the wound on the back of Pan Yun's shoulder. He moved his mind with his strength and slowly felt the aura of the sword and spear hidden in the flesh and blood of the wound.

His mind followed his heart, his strength moved at will, and he whispered, "Filthy air, arise!"

The sword energy in his flesh and blood was carried by the covering force and spun out, gathering in his palm.

Pan Yun felt as if the wound was bitten by thousands of ants, making it itchy and painful.

She bit her lip, remained motionless and silent.

When Tao Yanbai removed the energy, she felt the wound on the back of her shoulder relieved. Apart from being a little wet, there was no other feeling.

Isn’t it wet? Her wound is bleeding profusely.

Tao Yanbai's face turned pale and he immediately stood up, giving his seat to Miao and Miaozhen.

The two men cooperated with him tacitly and were well prepared. As soon as he moved aside, one of them immediately pressed the wound with a clean linen cloth, which could both stop the bleeding and wipe away the blood.

As soon as the wound fell, Miaohe immediately gave an injection to stop the bleeding.

Sure enough, acupuncture quickly stopped the bleeding of the wound, and then she immediately used the thread that Tao Yanbai had previously threaded to suture it.

After suturing, remove the needle, apply medicine, and then wrap it with a piece of gauze.

The wound on the back shoulder has been treated, but the wound on the front shoulder is larger and has more sword energy remaining.

Tao Yanbai also took a spiritual medicine and frowned: "This man's sword energy is so powerful, Junior Master, what is his cultivation level?"

Pan Yun put on a clean middle shirt, howled, and barely turned over halfway, facing them sideways: "The First Marquis, your cultivation is a little worse than mine."

Tao Yanbai and Miao He were stunned: "We are so powerful that we can remove the sword energy of the First Marquis?"

Pan Jun: "Don't doubt yourself, you are awesome." Miao Zhen thought: "Is he dead?"

Tao Yanbai and Miaohe immediately went to stare at Pan Yun.

Pan Yun paused, then nodded under three pairs of sharp gazes.

Tao Yanbai and Miaohe opened their mouths slightly and murmured, "Little Master, you are even more awesome."

Pan Jun grinned at them and said modestly, "It's just so-so."

Miao Zhen glanced outside and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and treat it. We can't let the fifth person know about this."

Tao Yanbai and Miaohe did not dare to rest any longer. After a short breath, they continued to remove the piercing wound on her front shoulder.

Tao Yanbai knew that his internal strength was simply not high enough, while Miaohe's internal strength was sufficient, but his skills were insufficient.

He guided her in a low voice: "Don't learn from Junior Master Uncle. Junior Master Uncle didn't learn much about internal force at all. He directly practiced Yuan Qi. You should use internal force to control spells, instead of converting it into Yuan force first and then controlling the spells."

Miao He: "You can use the energy control technique. The technique is more sophisticated, can be used instantly, and has strong control."

"That's true, but we don't have enough energy, so we have to use our internal energy, and we have to use it sparingly," Tao Yanbai said, "You can control your power with your mind, although you can't release it instantly, but you can also remove the sword energy, and it will last longer."

Miaohe learned to use his inner strength to control it, and seemed to "see" the sword energy hidden in his flesh and blood...

She and Tao Yanbai took over and finally removed all the sword energy from Pan Yun's wound.

Seeing that both of them were a little exhausted, Miao Zhen threaded the needle herself and stepped forward, saying to Pan Yun, who was staring at her with wide eyes, "Uncle Junior Master, let me sew."

The disciples of Mount Sanqing all knew basic medical skills. Pan Yun and Miao Zhen had both learned how to suture, and had even practiced on chickens and rabbits from the mountains.

The chickens from several nearby villages on the mountain are castrated free of charge by the Sanqingshan people, and their suturing skills are absolutely amazing.

Miaozhen’s craftsmanship is definitely not as good as Tao Yanbai and Miaohe’s.

Pan Jun glanced at the pale-faced Tao Yanbai and Miaohe, and took the initiative to press the wound with his hand: "I can temporarily stop the bleeding. Miaozhen, the scar of the castrated chicken you sewed last time seems to be a little raised."

Tao Yanbai suppressed his laughter. He regained some strength, spread out his five fingers and moved them. His hands stopped shaking, and he stepped forward and said, "Let me do it."

Miaozhen handed him the needle and thread.

Tao Yanbai said: "Don't worry, Junior Master, I will remove the stitches after the wound has healed, and then apply ointment. In the end, the wound will probably be just a small one."

Pan Yun asked: "Is there any magic that can remove scars?"

Tao Yanbai frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head: "I haven't learned it yet. I'll tell you when my junior sister and I learn it."

"Okay, I'm counting on you."

Just as the wound was sewn up, there was a knock on the door.

Miaozhen went to open the door.

Zhang Weiyi stood at the door holding a bowl of medicine and quickly glanced inside, but the bed was blocked tightly by Tao Yanbai and Miaohe, and he could only see their backs.

Zhang Weiyi retracted his gaze and handed the medicine to Miaozhen: "The water is ready, do you want some?"

Miaozhen thought about it and nodded: "Please help me carry a bucket over."

Zhang Weiyi nodded and asked worriedly, "Is she okay?"

Miao Zhen also didn't show any emotion, and nodded seriously, "It's okay, just a minor injury."

Zhang Weiyi didn't believe it. Pan Jun was covered in blood. He was so strong that his steps were unsteady when he walked in. How could it be a minor injury?
But he did not expose her, but only reminded her: "The deans of each academy may want to see her tomorrow."

Miao Zhen still had the same expression and nodded, "Don't worry."

Zhang Weiyi was not at all reassured.

He turned and went to the kitchen to bring them a bucket of hot water.

Pan Yun pulled her clothes together. Because of her injured back, she couldn't lean on anything, so she could only lie down or continue lying on her side.

Oh, and you can sit.

She sat up with Miaohe's help, and wiped her face and hands with the hot towel that Miaozhen had wrung out: "Yanbai, did you pass the entrance exam?"

"pass."

"What number?"

Tao Yanbai smiled embarrassedly: "Because I am old, and I grew up in a Taoist temple, I studied medicine with my uncle and uncle, so I got the first place in the medical examination."

Miao He said proudly, "Director Lou of Taisu Academy likes Third Senior Brother very much and wants Third Senior Brother to study medicine with her. She also said that with Third Senior Brother's talent, he should skip grades one and two and go directly to grade three."

Pan Jun raised an eyebrow: "You agreed?"

Tao Yanbai shook his head: "My medical skills may be enough, but my Taoist skills and cultivation are not enough. But I don't want to be too far behind my junior sisters, so I told Dean Lou to skip to the second year."

Pan Yun nodded: "That's right, but I can't skip the first grade classes."

"Yes, Dean Zhang also said that he would give me two months to pass the first-grade exam in June, otherwise I would not be able to skip a grade."

Pan Yun nodded slightly and asked Miao Zhen: "Who lives in this yard?"

Miao Zhen: "Zhang Weiliang and his friends are back, and they are still living in this courtyard. In addition to them, the academy has arranged for three other brothers to live here, who are one year older than us."

Pan Jun nodded, "So Yanbai is determined to live here."

Miao Zhen nodded and whispered, "Zhang Zifang was punished for this."

Pan Jun raised his eyebrows.

Miao Zhen added: "Not only Zhang Zifang, but Zhang Ziwang was also punished."

Pan Jun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Is it Master Zhang?"

Miaozhen: “It is said that it is.”

Miaohe was confused: "How do you know? Why don't I know?"

Miaozhen glanced at her and said nothing.

Miaohe looked puzzled: "We have always been together..."

Miao Zhen tapped her forehead and said, "Silly, sometimes you have to listen to the tone of the words."

Miaohe: ...

Pan Yun said: "This matter ends here. Now that Master Zhang has come forward, we should all behave ourselves in the academy from now on."

The three siblings looked at Pan Jun silently.

Pan Yun immediately said: "Of course, I will be more honest."

The three of them looked skeptical. Regardless of whether they believed it in their hearts or not, they all responded, "We all listen to Junior Master."

Pan Yun: "...Don't be like this, have more confidence in me."

Miao Zhen: "Little Master, have you seen Master Pan?"

Pan Yun smiled like a flower and nodded: "I see!"

Miao Zhen was infected by her happiness and also laughed happily, but after a moment he began to think: "So, Junior Master's bloody disaster has been resolved, right?"

Miaohe: "He's injured like this, he must have been too injured."

Tao Yanbai looked distressed: "If I had known that the injury was so serious, I would not have gone."

Pan Yun was silent for a while, and then said, "We still have to go." (End of this chapter)