I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 38 I think he should be dead now

inside the house.

Wen Yegang had just settled Yan Ping.

Tong Wencai came with a box of spirit beads in his hand. When he came in, he saw Wen Ye standing up, so he handed the box to him.

"Wen Ye, Master Fu asked me to bring you a box of spirit beads."

"I heard him say that Senior Yan was injured. Is the injury serious?"

As Tong Wencai spoke, he looked at Yan Ping lying on the bed. When he saw Yan Ping's current appearance, he was suddenly dazed.

Yan Ping usually wore a mask. He had only seen him once. That time, Yan Ping was very sober, with a pair of dark and bright eyes, and his whole body was in high spirits.

When I saw him again this time, he was lying quietly in the bed. The faint light from the spirit lamp fell on his face, which looked pale and fragile.

Although he knew that he was very strong, Tong Wencai still subconsciously ignored him, with worry in his eyes.

"He is in this state now. Is the injury on his body serious?"

Wen Ye took the box and placed it directly next to Yan Ping. Strangely, the spiritual energy in the spirit bead did not float over on its own this time. He frowned slightly.

"Not sure. Master Fu said he would ask someone to come and take a look at it later."

As Wen Ye spoke, he took out the spirit bead from the box and placed it on Yan Ping, but there was still no reaction.

Tong Wencai was a little confused when he saw him like this.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Ye's brows didn't relax, but became even tighter. "The senior needs spiritual energy. Before, the spiritual beads would dissipate into his body, but now even if the spiritual beads are placed next to him, it won't work."

Tong Wencai reacted and immediately understood why Fu Tiancheng asked him to deliver the spirit pearl.

"The spiritual energy in the spirit pearl must be released actively."

Wen Ye was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized that he had been misled by his reaction when he was changing Yan Ping's underwear just now, and had not thought of this for a moment.

"Senior Yan is now unconscious, so we need to set up a spirit dispersion formation for him."

Tong Wencai said, scratching his head, "Wait for me, I'll go get a spirit dispersion array."

The Scattering Spirit Array is difficult to set up and can be easily triggered by others. It would be much better if there is an array plate.

Wen Ye watched Tong Wencai leave, thought for a moment, raised his hand to hold a spirit bead to absorb spiritual energy, and then used the other hand to transfer the spiritual energy into Yan Ping's body.

It's similar to the spirit dispersion array method, but this method is more useless.

There were footsteps outside the door again. Wen Ye thought it was Tong Wencai who came back, so he stood up.

An unexpected figure appeared before his eyes, with sharp eyebrows and eyes like an eagle, giving people a feeling that he was difficult to approach.

Wen Ye looked at him without moving. He remembered that Fu Tiancheng called this man Liu Qingpeng.

After the two looked at each other for a while, other sporadic footsteps were heard, as well as the voice of Fu Tiancheng talking.

"Hurry up, hurry up, let him have a good look later."

There was another slow voice, "I know, walk slower, and don't pull my medicine box!"

"Who told you to walk so slowly? Look at Liu Qingpeng, he's already here!"

"He just arrived."

As the voices were heard, several people appeared at the door.

Wen Ye shifted his gaze and saw that besides Fu Tiancheng, there was another man with a gentle expression and who looked relatively young.

The man met Wen Ye's gaze and smiled slowly. He had a calm demeanor and seemed easy to talk to.

Fu Tiancheng led them in and pointed at the man.

"He is the most proficient doctor in our Tianyang Sect. You can just call him Elder Yun."

Wen Ye leaned forward slightly, "Elder Yun."

Elder Yun had a kind face. He looked at Wen Ye and smiled slowly again.

He liked this child very much. He was handsome even before he grew up. Once he got rid of his childishness, he would surely become a handsome man in the future.

Elder Yun took out a bottle of elixir and handed it to Wen Ye, "It's a meeting gift, take it first."

Liu Qingpeng snorted coldly.

Elder Yun's movements seemed slow, but before Wen Ye could say anything to refuse, the pill had already fallen into his hands.

"You guys are looking for me to treat him, right? I'll take a look at him first."

Wen Ye held the bottle of pills in his hand, thought for a moment, and then moved aside to make room.

"Elder Yun, please come this way."

Elder Yun's gaze shifted over, and after taking a good look at Yan Ping's appearance, he was stunned for a long while without moving.

He has always liked to admire beauties, so when he was training in the past, he would always go to places where there were many beauties, such as the oiran in brothels and the territory of the Hehuan Sect.

But none of those people could surpass this man in appearance. Just by sleeping quietly in bed, people could not help but cast their eyes on him.

Liu Qingpeng only had the rules and regulations of the Tianyang Sect in his mind, and he was cold-hearted and sullen. After being shocked for a moment by this extraordinary beauty, he quickly came to his senses.

There was no lingering feeling in his eyes, but instead a hint of vigilance.

This kind of appearance that can bewitch people's minds doesn't look like something that can be grown by a human.

He actually believed it to some extent when they said that this man was the creation of the devil.

Seeing that Elder Yun was still in a daze, Liu Qingpeng patted his shoulder without any hesitation.

"Check the wound."

Elder Yun was startled and reacted. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, his eyes were shining. He walked a few steps to Yan Ping's side.

Wen Ye looked at this expression and was a little silent.

For some reason, he felt that this old man wanted to take advantage of Yan Ping.

Fortunately, Elder Yun did not go too far. He pulled Yan Ping's hand out from under the quilt and couldn't help but marvel at the pale yet beautiful back of his hand.

"It's so beautiful."

After saying this, without waiting for anyone else to speak, Elder Yun placed his hand on his wrist, wanting to send a trace of spiritual power into it to detect his pulse.

As a result, as soon as the spiritual power was put in, it disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea.

Elder Yun was a little confused. He raised his hand and released a strand of energy out of thin air. Seeing that it was normal, he tried it on Yan Ping a few more times.

Elder Yun’s brows gradually furrowed.

Fu Tiancheng frowned when he saw him like this.

"what happened?"

Elder Yun looked up puzzled, "I wanted to use my spiritual power to check his injuries."

"But as soon as my spiritual power entered his body, it completely disappeared."

Liu Qingpeng recalled what Fu Tiancheng said about Yan Ping drawing spiritual power from other people, and interrupted in a deep voice.

"Then there is no need for spiritual power."

Elder Yun then began to examine the patient using the pulse-feeling method commonly used in the mortal world.

This examination actually made him find a problem. He couldn't help but frown and his expression became serious.

He rolled up Yan Ping's sleeves and noticed the scars inside his sleeves, but he didn't pay attention to them. He probed all the way from his wrist to his elbow, and found that the pressure marks were very deep.

Elder Yun then withdrew his hand and fell into deep thought.

Fu Tiancheng and Liu Qingpeng did not disturb him.

On the contrary, Wen Ye, seeing that the atmosphere was a little heavy, spoke slowly.

"Elder Yun, how is the senior?"

Elder Yun came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, "His condition is a bit serious."

It was so serious that he felt that this person could be recorded in medical books.

"From the pulse, I think he should be dead now."