I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

It seems like level 40 vs level 79, Jiang Keer muttered to herself.

"The injured are the most important, so let's not be polite. Please start treating them as soon as possible," Jiang Ke'er blinked, "Please be serious and give your best to avoid leaving hidden injuries to these brothers of Taiming Sect."

Jin Ping curled his lips - how could there be no hidden injuries? The meridians have been broken to this extent, there is absolutely no possibility of complete recovery.

But he didn't say anything. He squatted down, stretched out a piece of spiritual power from his palm, turned it into a thin thread, and began to perform the initial meridian suture - he chose to start from the injured person's arm, so he picked up one of the monk's hands and began to suture the broken tendons.

Jiang Ke'er also knelt down. She didn't know how to sew with spiritual silk, but she used her enormous spiritual power to probe into the wound of the monk on the ground and began to feel the extent of the damage inside the wound.

The more she felt it, the angrier she became - these monks from the Mad Dragon Hall were truly too cruel, they cut these Tai Ming Sect disciples open like they were being tortured to death, and specifically targeted the meridians and muscles that would not kill them but would affect their cultivation and foundation, and they brutally picked out and cut open all the vital points visible to the naked eye!

Moreover, during this brutal operation, many tiny meridians that were difficult to see with the naked eye were also severed. Therefore, even if the main meridians were sutured, many sequelae would inevitably remain in the future. In this life, the cultivation level would at most stop at the Four Symbols Realm, and it would be impossible to continue to improve.

Jiang Ke'er thought about it, tore off the monk's tattered clothes on the ground, and with a white light flashing on her fingertips, she gently pressed on one of the monk's wounds.

The first step is to use spiritual power to clean and disinfect the wound.

The second step is to treat the wound.

The meridian tendons there were exposed to the air, so Jiang Ke'er had to stuff the meridian muscles back under the skin, and then used white light to gently nourish the surrounding cells, aligning the smallest meridians and blood vessels one by one.

The human body has the ability to naturally connect. All you need to do is fit the wound together and fix it, align the blood vessels to ensure blood flow, and suture the tendons. Over time, they will be able to connect together.

But Jiang Keer did not use this method.

Unlike Jinping, she did not take out a suture needle to suture the wound. Instead, she used her spiritual sense to sense the detailed condition of the wound down to every cell, and then used her spiritual power to slightly adjust its direction and position.

After each part of the tissue is aligned, vitality is directly injected into it, and that part of the tissue will grow and continue naturally.

But to outsiders, this does not seem outrageous.

They could only see Jiang Ke'er pinching and pressing the wound.

"At least act more realistically!" The monks from the Mad Dragon Hall burst into laughter.

"You don't even have a spiritual thread, what the hell are you going to do with it?"

“You’re just taking advantage of the situation. You really don’t even care about your own brother’s life! Hahahaha… Look, this is the cultivator from Taiming Sect!”

Jiang Ke'er was concentrating very hard. Although she could hear the mocking and sarcastic voices, she was not affected at all.

The efficiency of converting spiritual energy into holy light was already very low, and she had only mastered the holy light for less than a few hours, so she soon became sweaty and exhausted.

This was her first practical operation and her efficiency was very low, but as she became more familiar with the operation, she became more and more proficient.

She didn't know what was going on with Jin Ping. Maybe it was much easier and more successful than hers... After all, he was a great medical practitioner at the Seven Lights level! She couldn't match him in terms of experience or cultivation.

Ever since she was beaten up by the system dummy, Jiang Ke'er has always held the attitude that there are always people better than you and that she is very weak, pitifully weak.

Therefore, Jiang Keer has absolute respect and admiration for her opponent, and does not think that she, a beginner, can do better than the opponent... She is extremely humble now.

But she would try her best to make it perfect with her own method. Maybe her treatment would not be as fast or as skillful as others...but she would ensure that the monks she treated personally would not have any sequelae, and this was just the basics.

On this basis, she will also try her best to improve the efficiency of treatment.

"call--"

Finally, all the broken wounds on a cultivator's body were successfully repaired. Although the other party had not yet woken up from his coma, Jiang Ke'er was very clear that he had healed perfectly.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Keer couldn't help but look up to see where Jin Ping had done.

This kind of master must have cured seven or eight people, right? After all, it was just such a simple operation, and he could perform it perfectly in one try... The master must be several times better than me!

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11. With all due respect

With deep admiration, Jiang Keer raised her head.

"Hey, big man, why are you still sewing that arm?"

Seeing the other party's progress, Jiang Ke'er couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

She remembered that when she had just started the treatment, the other party was holding that arm and stitching it, and now he was still holding that arm, threading the needle, looking very handsome.

"?" During this time, Jin Ping looked up at Jiang Ke'er blankly, not knowing what had happened. Then he lowered his head and continued to work hard.

Jin Ping's palms flew, and the light blue spiritual threads on his fingertips danced into flowers, and the afterimage was jaw-dropping! It was just as perfect as a textbook!

I'm afraid this is the boss.

Feeling emotional, Jiang Ke'er didn't know what to say, so she lowered her head and turned to treat another injured person.

But at this moment, Jinping spoke.

"It's no use changing people," Jin Ping said coldly, looking like a hermit. He pushed up his small round glasses and said, "You don't know how to sew wounds. If you just sew them randomly, it will only cause the wound to be dislocated and cause secondary damage... Just don't harm a few more people."

"Don't worry, senior," Jiang Ke'er smiled modestly and shyly, "I know my limits."

"I hope so," Jin Ping curled his lips in disdain, "Anyway, the one who gets tortured to death isn't a disciple of the Crazy Dragon Hall."

Jiang Ke'er smiled without saying a word. She just knelt on the ground and began to output holy light to the next wounded person, carefully nourishing and healing every wound in his body.

Now she is familiar with the route and doesn't need to start from scratch like she did last time. The speed is much faster.

This time it took just over a minute for Jiang Keer to successfully treat one injured patient and switch to the next.

During this time, he looked up at Jinping and found that this senior boss had made great progress!

He has been stitched from his arm to his fingers!

Already started stitching the thumb!

Jiang Ke'er did not take it lightly. She still ran to the next monk with deep respect and admiration.

A faint white light lit up, and this time it only took about 45 seconds, which was a lot faster.

And what about the big brother senior?

Wow, one tenth of the thumb has been sutured. I need to work harder!

Don't think that the boss is slow now, he must have hidden some trump card! Don't underestimate the enemy! In the previous battles with the system dummies, I have experienced this kind of routine many times!

After all, he is a big shot in the Seven Lights Realm. How could he be so incompetent that he can’t even sew an arm?

You need to work harder, Jiang Keer! You still have a long way to go!

Jiang Ke'er was full of enthusiasm and continued to try to improve herself with high morale. Soon, she shortened the treatment time of a monk to less than 30 seconds!

"Huh, it's already half healed..." Jiang Ke'er murmured softly, looking at the monk on the ground.

The cured monks were still in a coma, and Jiang Ke'er did not wake them up. After all, they had experienced extremely painful torture before, and sleep would help them relax their nerves.

For the remaining half, Jiang Keer decided to speed up again.

At this time, the laughter coming from the Mad Dragon Palace became louder and louder.

"Pinching the wound together means it's healed? You guys in Lingyin Valley are really good at winning with your spirit!"

"Take a good look at this! What does suturing mean? What does medical training mean? Little rookie, learn from Senior Brother Jinping!"

"Brother Jinping is so handsome! Look at how steady the needle is, and how steady his hands are! What is the meaning of threading a needle to attract a butterfly? This is it!"

Hearing those mocking voices, Jiang Keer couldn't help but look at Jinping.

Jinping was still stitching the wound at a very fast speed. The thumb had been stitched and he was now stitching the index finger.

The blue silk threads were flying all over the sky, which was really handsome. Jiang Keer couldn't help but show an admiring expression: "Senior is worthy of being a senior."

After sighing, Jiang Keer continued to treat the patient with her own method.

The monks of Taiming Sect were already somewhat unable to bear the humiliation. Although no one tried to stop Jiang Keer's seemingly completely unreliable behavior, they were also very anxious and talked about it.

"What on earth is Lingyin Valley's little sister doing?"

"Oh, how embarrassing."

"Is this really a good idea?"

Even the senior sisters from Lingyin Valley couldn't help but frown. Just when they were about to say something, they were signaled to be quiet by Master Yiqin.

"Don't talk, concentrate on observing your junior sister's techniques, and don't jump to conclusions."

Yiqin watched Jiang Keer's actions intently. Due to the distance, she couldn't see clearly what was happening. She just vaguely felt that something seemed to be wrong.

The monk who was pinched by Jiang Ke'er seemed to have his breathing steady, and his face no longer subconsciously revealed an expression of pain.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ke'er continued to treat herself as an enemy, trying to surpass herself again and again... Now she has shortened the healing time for a cultivator's wounds to within fifteen seconds!

This should be my current limit.

Jiang Keer heaved a sigh of relief and raised her head.

Now there was only one last Taiming Sect monk who had yet to be cured—the one Jinping had been stitching.

Jinping was concentrating, with a hint of pride on his face - his suturing skills had improved! He had surpassed himself and shortened the time it took him to sew a finger by about one percent!

It turns out that actual combat is the best way to improve yourself~

After stitching up his index finger, Jinping glanced around with joy.

Only three fingers were needed to sew up the injured patient's right hand, and as this finger was sewn, the crowd of Mad Dragon Hall monks around him cheered like a tsunami.

"Is this the spiritual power thread suturing technique?"

At some point, Jiang Ke'er squatted beside Jin Ping, looking at the wound that Jin Ping had sutured and marveled at it.

"That's right! This is the greatest wisdom of modern medical practitioners!" Jin Ping said proudly, "It is also the basic skill of medical practitioners in the world! Whether in the field of skin injuries or internal injuries, it can be of great use!"

"Oh~" Jiang Ke'er sighed, "But..."

Jiang Ke'er scratched the back of her head stupidly, with a puzzled look on her face: "I don't think your suturing skills are that good..."

"Hmm?" Jin Ping's eyes widened in anger, and he looked at Jiang Ke'er with disdain, "How dare you insult the suturing technique and the great wisdom of the ancient sages? With your mediocre skills that can't even pull out a spiritual thread? Are you worthy?"

"No, I didn't insult suturing," Jiang Ke'er shook her head. "There is nothing wrong with suturing. It has saved countless lives on the brink of life and death. How dare I insult suturing..."

"Hmph," Jin Ping's anger subsided a little.

"...I insulted you, my senior!" Jiang Ke'er corrected seriously.

"???" Jinping shuddered with anger.

"The suturing technique is very powerful, but excuse me for being blunt, but you are really rubbish, senior," Jiang Ke'er said seriously, her face still full of seriousness.

"…Do you have the guts to say it again?"

Jiang Ke'er was helpless and took a deep breath.

"Excuse me, Senior, you are really rubbish. Not only rubbish, but also bloated. You are so bad that you can't even pick your feet. Your suture technique is like shit."

After saying that, Jiang Ke'er blinked innocently: "Are you satisfied now, senior?"

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(The number of quotas increased by 1, now it is 42.)

12. biubiubiu~~

"Enough!" Jin Ping's face turned pale.

"What? You won't let me comment on the food?" Jiang Ke'er raised her eyebrows.

"A loser? I, Jin Ping, admit that I am indeed a loser, but that is only compared to my master and the head of Yiqin Peak of Lingyin Valley!" Jin Ping threw away the spiritual needle in his hand and said angrily, "But you, a little beginner disciple, what qualifications do you have? Do you have the nerve to teach me a lesson in front of me?"

"I originally thought I didn't have it," Jiang Ke'er sighed, and then showed annoyance, "But I just checked the part where you were sutured... What a rotten thing!"

"Rotten?" Jinping seemed to have heard some huge joke.

"It's rotten. Not only did you spend so much time just to sew up an arm...but in the process of suturing again and again, you caused secondary damage to the tiny tissues inside!" Jiang Ke'er said angrily.

She would not get angry or swear easily, but after seeing the other party's methods up close, she became furious.

I have only learned for one day and am just a poor little beginner, but I can easily and perfectly repair and close the meridians of those cultivators...and this Jin Ping is already a strong man in the Seven Lights Realm!

He has extensive experience in medicine and his skills are much stronger than mine. How could he be weaker than me?

Therefore, this big guy must not have treated the patient seriously and was deliberately damaging the cultivation foundation of the Taiming Peak disciples!

He has absolutely no medical ethics at all!

Otherwise, he was just too bad, ridiculously bad! Not even as good as a kindergarten kid, but such a bad guy dared to smugly step on his face and show off!

No matter what the point is, it is unforgivable!