Chapter 85: Self-inflicted

Seeing the scene inside, the Guigu disciples who watched the excitement outside wanted to rush in to see what happened. Fortunately, Bei Mingxiao moved fast enough to stop these people.
But the housekeeper in the room is relatively dangerous.
An Xia's brows were also locked tightly, but the movements of her hands did not stop. This stitching work cannot be interrupted.
But also guard against the old housekeeper at any time.
This old guy is already crazy about it.
The old butler who fell to the side endured the pain, did not get up immediately, and wanted to move again, but was a little afraid of Bei Mingxiao. He had also seen some martial arts masters, and the little master in his house had extraordinary skills. Bei Mingxiao moved faster.
Because of the fear of the old housekeeper, An Xia had enough time.
After a knot was tied, An Xia received the injection and began to take the medicine package.
This medicine was collected by An Xia himself and handled by himself, so there should be no problem.
The old lady had already walked up to the butler at this time and stared at him fiercely: "Are you confused? Young Master An has promised to heal Rong De, but you have forcibly stopped him. What is your idea?"
The majesty of the mistress also made the old butler's heart tremble, and she could only say in a nonsense: "The old slave has lived for so many years and has never seen... the skin stitching is really unacceptable. The old slave is afraid that the master will have three long and two short. ..."
The old lady, who was originally angry, eased a bit, her hand holding the cane tight and tight, and staring at An Xia's every move, her eyes were deeply helpless and helpless.
An Xia tried the temperature of Rong De's forehead again, before he was relieved to pack things and clean his hands.
The old housekeeper stared at An Xia deeply, with a look of bitter hatred.
After receiving the nine stitches, An Xia slammed sideways, grabbing the collar of the butler who was still in a daze with one hand, pulling forward and pushing vigorously. The butler only felt that the back knee was slammed, and the whole body suddenly changed. Steady, planted towards the front.
On the ground is the powder of medicine scattered before.
The white powder was particularly obvious on the gray floor, and the butler's face happened to be lying in the powder by accident.
"Evil slave, don't listen to what the Patriarch said. Kneel down and reflect on it." An Xia put his foot on the back of the housekeeper again, and squeezed the dagger in his sleeve in his hand, squinting her eyes: "Old fellow , Are you holding this thing to kill the master?"
"Oh, it's so painful." The housekeeper suddenly screamed, but his whole body trembled: "No, no, the old slave is just for self-defense. Don't dare to be wrong with the master..."
The old lady was not surprised. She also knew this dagger. Seeing the miserable appearance of the old butler, she couldn't bear it and pleaded: "My son, the butler is telling the truth, and the butler has worked in the old man's house for decades without any credit. There is also hard work, so please don’t embarrass him if you look at the old man’s face."
Assaulting the housekeeper in front of her, the old lady also lost her face, but now she has to put down her body if she wants An Xia.
After all, she still believes more in her own slave.
An Xia snorted coldly, secretly saying stupidity, but she was too lazy to say, retracted her foot, turned around and went to see the patient on the bed.
The location of Bei Mingxiao Station can be seen clearly. The housekeeper's wailing is not because of An Xia's foot, but because of the powder on the ground.
Upon seeing this, the old lady walked over with a cane to help the housekeeper who was howling on the ground.
"Ah! Why...what's the matter? Butler, your face?"
Just how painful a kick can be, the housekeeper's pain is endless, two hands cover his cheeks and die, the whole body curls up for a while, and then rolls around.
"My son, what's the matter with the butler?" The old lady was not stupid, and hurriedly asked.
An Xia snorted coldly and glanced at the housekeeper, "What else? Heaven can still live for evil, but you can't live by yourself."
The old lady was already shocked by An Xia's words, and her whole body shook and nearly fell. She stood up straight again after holding on for a while.
There is a big problem with the powder on the ground.
The people of Ghost Valley, how vicious their intentions are!
What if you figure out this joint?
The Ghost Valley is so powerful that it is not something a family like her can provoke. Thinking of the hate, the crutches struck the ground several times and finally turned into a sigh.
Two days have passed since the three-day period.
Ghost Valley was busy up and down in an orderly manner, but the Great Elder found An Xia with a gloomy expression with a gloomy look.
"This time of fighting, our Valley Master already knows and is very angry about this, Mr. An, I am afraid this competition will not go on."
An Xia smiled and looked at the great elder in front of him amused. Hefa Tongyan was really well maintained, and even what he said was extremely interesting, and he couldn't help but smile.
"When did the famous Ghost Valley become so cowardly? Just say it if you can't lose, don't you feel naive to use the anger of the Valley Lord as a cover?" An Xia gave them no mercy.
"Young Master An, pay attention to your ethics." The big boss raised his face: "Do you think your three-legged cat can make waves in Ghost Valley? Tell you if it wasn't for the mercy of our Valley Lord, how could you have any? Good fruit."
She said that the beard shook as she followed.
Bei Ming Xiao Leng Ran stood by An Xia's side, like a guard, always shielding her from injury, not allowing her to be a little dangerous.
This small movement made An Xia's heart warm, and the silver needles she had on her fingertips were not vegetarian.
How about Ghost Valley playing medical skills? She wants to be poisoned, and no one can solve it.
"Young Master An, the old man is already sure of winning. If it is not for the owner of the valley to stop gambling, I'm afraid..." The elder looked embarrassed, and he stopped talking.
The implication is very clear.
An Xia disagrees: "Elder, as far as I know, the young man with a headache has been in pain, it seems that there is no cure."
She had also been paying attention to the headache boy. She gave the old man some medicine, but it couldn't solve the patient's pain fundamentally. At best, it relieved one pain.
The elder's face flushed, headaches have always been difficult to treat, the only way is to relieve them.
"As far as the old man knows, the disabled man, Mr. An, has not been healed, right?"
"Heal?" An Xia was startled, "Is there a way for the great elder to regenerate with the stumps? If this is the case, then I am willing to admit defeat and offend the crime of Guigu, if you want to kill or cut, just listen carefully."
In this era, it is simply impossible to regenerate the residual limbs, not to mention the broken limbs for several days.
An Xia's words were almost like a knife, and the elder knew that the gambling game could not be stopped anyway today, so he had to return in anguish.
As soon as he left, Bei Mingxiao said, "Why refuse to follow the trend?"
The existence of Guigu is indeed a worry for the royal family. Their purpose this time is to control the ghost valley. Now that the owner of the valley is opposed to the gambling, if he takes a step back, there may be a chance to negotiate, but An Xia would directly refuse. .
"Do you prefer to eat standing or sitting down?" An Xia asked softly.
Bei Mingxiao was taken aback by the inconspicuous questioning, and his expression was stunned.
"If we accept Gu's proposal, then even if we have the opportunity to meet and speak, we must be at a disadvantage, but if we win, the initiative will be in our hands."
With cold eyes, analysis and reason, An Xia at this time felt like a sharp dagger, shining brightly.
On the third day, if the Great Elder did not heal all the patients today, it would mean that Guigu lost.
De Jong, who had injured his lower body, was only traumatized. Although his condition was dangerous, it was easy in An Xia's hands. However, it was a serious injury, and his body's vitality was lost a lot, so he still needs to take care of it.
The old lady saw her grandson's chest rise and fall slowly, and she couldn't help crying. Holding De Jong's hand, the whole person's back bends unconsciously.
The old lady was deeply affectionate for her grandson. Now seeing An Xia rescued De Jong from Guimenguan, she even sent a box.
It was full of gold, silver, pearls and jade, as well as some real estate title deeds. The old lady once said that if she rescued people, she would be rewarded with ten thousand dollars.
Sure enough.
Bei Mingxiao smiled and said, "The emperor's wife's consultation fee is expensive."
"Now you know how much money you owe me." An Xia raised her eyebrows, but she never charged him a dime for consultation.
Think about it a little bit.
Bei Mingxiao was almost choked by his own saliva.
At this moment, the old man he met first hurried over, and when he saw An Xia couldn't lift his robe, he thumped and knelt on the ground.
"Young Master An, please show mercy, save my young master, save him."
An Xia and Bei Mingxiao glanced at each other and walked away.
"The great elder must cut open the young master's head with a knife, saying that the cause of the young master's headache is that there are bugs in his head. Just take out the bugs." The old man followed, shouting as he ran.
quack!
The respect for Ghost Valley had already flown beyond the clouds, and An Xia was afraid that the young man would be cut open by the elder one step short.
You know, in this era, craniotomy is definitely a chance of a lifetime.
"stop!"
As soon as I walked to the door, I saw the great elder holding a heavy machete in his hand, made of stainless steel, extremely sharp.
"What are you going to do?" An Xia shouted again.
The great elder who was about to perform the operation became angry when he heard that, "Master An, did you deliberately interfere with the old man?"
After speaking, he stared at the old man fiercely, "If your young master has a problem, don't blame the old man for accusing you of being a tired man."
"Elder, I beg you to think of other ways. If this person's head is cut open, wouldn't it be dead?" Hearing this, the old man knelt on the ground in a daze.
An Xia was furious: "It's just a nonsense! Great Elder, you are so poor and you want to lay the blame on others. I think you are not trying to save people at all, but to kill people!"
The great elder was very angry when he heard An Xia's words. The steel knife in his hand was neither taken nor put.
"Children with yellow mouth, the technique of laparotomy and bowel incision has long been documented in medical books. The old man had already done an experiment with craniotomy today. How could it be done if it was not feasible?" The elder couldn't bear An Xia.
"Then dare to ask the elder, is your brain alive or dead? Is it human or animal?" An Xia continued to ask.
"This..." The great elder looked ugly. His heads for experimenting must be dead and animal, but once he said it, he would undoubtedly lose confidence.
He was very embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.
"Young Master An asked hello." Suddenly, a clear voice sounded. </p>