"Master Liu, this guy is completely messing around, he... ow!"
Mu Xiaoyu was speaking when she suddenly caught her head in pain, and Feng Lin plucked two strands of hair from her head.
Feng Lin then took out a short needle and threaded the hair through the eye of the needle.
The speed was incredibly fast; he stitched up the wound on the head in the blink of an eye.
"What are you doing?"
Mu Xiaoyu pushed Feng Lin and said fiercely, "Who uses hair as sutures?"
Ignoring her, Feng Lin, with everything ready, pulled out the silver needle from the side of his chest, "Awake now."
After saying that, Feng Lin stood up.
"Awake my ass, you quack..."
"Cough cough!"
Mu Xiaoyu had not finished speaking when Granny Sun on the ground suddenly coughed and slowly woke up.
"She's awake! She's really awake!"
"No way, she lost so much blood, and she actually got better!"
"Divine Doctor! Divine Doctor!"
...
Mu Xiaoyu's eyes nearly popped out; how could this be?