Chapter 47: Broken arm injury

In other words, although Mo Lin accepted the game without fear in that situation, it also gave him great pressure.
In this duel with Ferrers, Morin was not only responsible for his honor. This is also related to the dignity of Leila's teacher, and now even involves his roommate, even Lily, who is just familiar with it.
If a person only needs to be responsible for himself, then he can ignore it, but once he bears the responsibility of others, then the pressure will be invisible.
Look at the so-called free-at-home people in the world, which one is not to give up on the parents and children of the family, so as to be arrogant?
In this case, criminal investigators and criminals often target the single and homeless people first. We are called social idlers.
Although this practice is discriminatory, people who have no family business have no responsibility or care, and they tend to let themselves go and let themselves fall. Such a person has a greater chance of committing a crime.
When we walk on the street, don't be okay to provoke those who are unattended at a glance. First, we are no better than these people. Second, and most important, such people are angry and unconcerned, but it is very likely that you will die.
Now that Mo Lin has a great responsibility, he is more attentive to the improvement of his strength.
The first good news is that after several meditations, he finally broke through the limitation of the first-level magician and advanced to the early stage of the second-level magician, that is, the junior magician.
Moline therefore determined that the reason why he could not be upgraded was the reason for the eye limitation of Asphoken. After having experience this time, he had the intention to prepare in advance to upgrade the third-level materials of the Eye of Esferken.
However, the problem that needs to be solved urgently at present is that he has few offensive and defensive means as a magician. So, he had to immediately start to study his "living scroll" project.
There was no place in the academy where one could study magic, and Morin had to ask Varian again.
This shows the benefits of knowing power. Varian immediately agreed to arrange for Morin, and finally, he simply gave Morin the house where he upgraded the Eye of Esferken.
Varian naturally gave Moline a letter of certification and a house key and told him that he could use it as his own magic laboratory in the future.
Morin was really grateful for Varian's help, because he could see that Varian was very busy now. Moline had asked him what he was doing.
Varian told him that his father was investigating and dealing with the five lords, and he might have taken action in the near future.
Now Morin also has his own troubles, and he can't help Varian any more, so he has to say some nonsense about work and rest, and then he cats in the round house of the spire to study his magic.
This time, a lot of destructive experiments have to be done in the house, so Morin first draws some defensive magic circles for the house. So as not to dismantle others' houses in time.
After these preparations were completed, he began his own experiment.
Morin trained a pair of skillful hands at Shalam Nightblade, that is, the sensitivity of his left and right hands was almost the same.
Therefore, on the front of the body, he can draw a magic array on his left body with his right hand, or he can draw a magic array on his right body with his left hand.
However, in view of the magician's habits, Morin wanted to hold the staff in his right hand, so he first painted a magic circle on the left body.
There is already a fireball magic circle on his left wrist. This basic magic does not need to occupy a skin position. Moline wiped it off, but a flame explosion magic circle was drawn on his position. Come.
This Pyroblast is an enhanced version of Fireball, which consumes the same magic power as Fireball, but has three times the attack power of Fireball.
The only disadvantage of Pyroblast is that the spell is longer, almost double the fireball spell.
However, Mo Lin is going to paint it as a magic circle, then the casting time will be shortened by about one third, after all, it takes time to start the magic circle.
With Morin's knowledge level in the first half of the school year, he couldn't draw the magic array of Pyroblast. He only drew here daringly after studying on his own.
After drawing the magic circle, Morin guided the magic to gather on the left wrist.
Watching the magic circle on the left wrist flash, Morin was excited, but as soon as he was excited, the light went out immediately.
This was really tragic, and Mo Lin tried it a few times. The magic circle still couldn't start, and it turned out to be a waste.
Morin didn't think he could succeed once, so he erased the magic circle and continued to experiment.
After several trials, it was unsuccessful.
Morin summed up his experience while studying the books he borrowed, and he once again drew a Pyroblast Magic Circle.
He was very satisfied with the magic circle drawn this time.
Morin took a deep breath, facing the wall with a defensive magic circle, and the magic gathered in his left wrist again.
The magic circle flashed again, this time Mo Lin was not excited, but watched calmly.
The magic circle is getting brighter and brighter. In the face of this situation, Morin can't suppress the excitement.
Succeeded!
Must succeed!
"boom!"
Sure enough, there was a blast and flames burst!
But that was not a blast, but a flame exploded directly on Morin's arm.
Mo Lin screamed and flew out, waiting for him to look up and look at his left wrist, his heart was half cold.
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I saw that the left wrist was almost blown off by the flame, the burnt spot of the burnt black was blurred, the two forearm bones of the wrist were blown off, and the irregular snow white bone stubble was expended outside the wound.瘆人.
Morin's entire left hand had only one muscle connected to the tendon, and the whole hand shook like a broken handbag at the break.
A burst of blood was sprayed out at the break, and a short while later, there was a pool of blood on the ground.
While his consciousness was clear, Morin quickly grasped the broken left arm with his right hand, hit the door of the house, and ran out.
Along the way, the soldiers met by Morin exclaimed, and someone immediately reported to Varian. After a while, Varian rushed to Moline and was surprised when he saw Moline.
"Morin, how did you do it?" Varian asked suspiciously.
Mo Lin had no mood to answer him, but said weakly: "Come on, take me to the cathedral."
Varian realized that he immediately asked the soldiers to bring the horses. He helped Moline to mount the horse. He sat behind Moline, wrapped Molin with his arms, and then drove the horse to the church.
Along the way, Varian did not care about hitting pedestrians and road piles, and rushed to the church as quickly as possible.
As soon as he entered the church hall, Varian yelled, "Come on, save people!"
The priest hurried over to check on Morin's wound. At this time, Isabel also heard the shout, and heard it very well, and immediately hurried over.
At first sight, Isabel's face was pale, and Moline, whose left wrist was broken, stayed for a while, then grabbed Moline, and cried, "Moline, how did you make it, who hurt you like this?" ?"
Morin shook his head and whispered, "Bell, don't panic. I was injured by my own magic experiment."
"Why are you doing magic experiments so dangerous, why don't you tell me to let me accompany you?" Isabel said, crying with sweat and anxiety.
Varian quickly said: "Don't talk about these nonsense, find someone to cure Morin!"
"This wound can't be cured," the pastor next frowned. "This is the equivalent of a rebuilt limb. This wound is rotten like this. It can be cured, and it is estimated that this hand is also half disabled."
When Morin heard this, his heart was even more bleak, but he didn't show it, he just squeezed out his smile and said: "What can be cured, just like it, Belle, you don't have to worry, I still have a right hand Available."
"No!" Isabel resolutely said, "You can't let your hands go anyway!" She is now an intermediate priest and has a relatively high status in the church. She said to the pastor around her: "You must treat him with a wound first to stop the bleeding, so I will find my teacher!"
The priest hurriedly led Morin into the room on both sides of the hall and asked him to lie down on the flat wooden bed in the room. Several priests began to fix Morin's wounds and cast a simple healing technique to stop the bleeding.
In the anxious wait, time seemed to pass particularly slowly. Morin's wrist was still dripping blood on the ground, and a monotonous "tick" sound was added, which added a tense melody to this anxiety.
Varian was in a hurry, but Morin wanted to comfort him in turn.
A few minutes later, with a rush of footsteps, Isabel first rushed into the house, came to Moline, and shouted outside: "Teacher, hurry up, the injured are here."
Following Isabel's shout, a woman who appeared to be less than middle-aged came in. The man did not appear panic at all and was extremely calm. It was this temperament that eased the tense atmosphere in the room.
This woman is naturally Isabelle’s teacher, Deya Marie. From the name, she knows that she is from a noble family.
Deya Mary was already a senior pastor when she saved Isabel, and now she has successfully advanced to a pastor of level 5 and became a saint.
"Bell, don't be anxious," Dejamari said calmly. "Even if it's important, keep your mind calm, otherwise you may be busy making mistakes."
"I know, teacher!" Isabel replied, but she still added a sentence in her heart, "Then also beg you to hurry!"
Deya came to Moline and carefully observed his wound and said, "Boy, I can take your broken hand back, but you have to hold back the severe pain."
"It's okay," Morin replied calmly. "Just try your best to treat me. I hope this is just a hand that can be fully recovered."
Deya said with a smile: "It depends on your character."
After she finished speaking, she ordered the pastor to go to the holy spring to get holy water, and asked someone to take things such as scissors and tweezers.
Everything is ready, Deya first rinses Mo Lin's wound with holy water.
This holy water is impregnated with a weak element of holy light, which can treat common diseases and can disinfect and eliminate epidemics.
Because Morin's cut was heavily polluted and exposed for a long time, Deya washed the wound with holy water to achieve disinfection. The cool holy water poured on Mo Lin's wounds, and Mo Lin's brows were slightly puffed, and cold sweat came from his forehead.
After the wound was cleaned, Deya used tweezers and scissors to remove the tissue that had been burned to death by the flame. After all of this, the real treatment was about to begin.
"You hold his leg and upper body," Deya ordered the pastor next to him, and the two priests were about to start Morin.
Morin looked at Deya and said, "I don't need them to press me, I'm fine."
"Child, you can't help the pain for a while," Deya said frowningly.
"Relax, I promise to be motionless. I don't want to be pressed." Morin said firmly.
Deya looked at Mo Lin for a while, and waved it indifferently. That means: when you see the pain for a while, or ask someone to hold you.
"In order to ensure the effect," Deya finally said, "No matter how painful, it is important that you try to ensure that the muscles of your left arm are relaxed!"
Moline nodded.
Deya stretched out his hands, supported Morin's left arm, and began to match his amputated limb. This critical part finally began.