Chapter 806 - 747: Choice_3

Chapter 806: Chapter 747: Choice_3

Xia Wenjin didn’t dare to look at Ning Yujun’s face. Without needing to ask, she knew it was very painful.

This kind of pain was no less than scraping bones, no less than cutting flesh.

However, extracting the Unity Butterfly was such a process.

Even so, she had already simplified it a lot. This process of cutting flesh and continuously forcing the butterfly out should have started much earlier, from the chest area, but she tried her best to control it, only using the knife on her arm.

The slender arm, an inch away there was a knife cut, inch by inch down to the wrist.

Xia Wenjin watched as Ning Yujun’s face turned pale, yet she still didn’t make a sound, instead, she looked at the wound on her fingertip.

Xia Wenjin’s silver needle pushed inch by inch downward. Although the blood flowed from Ning Yujun’s arm, the blood sometimes was blue, purple, black, or red, yet it filled half a basin.

And her half arm was also full of scars.

Xia Wenjin picked up the knife and made a heavy cut on Ning Yujun’s wrist. This time, it was much harder compared to merely cutting the skin before.

But this cut didn’t cause any blood to flow out.

The severed wrist of Ning Yujun, neat and tidy, seemed like something was going to burst out from it, with white tendrils rushing out from the cut.

Xia Wenjin stared intently, Ning Yujun’s body couldn’t move, her arm couldn’t move, she tried her best to turn her head. From the moment Xia Wenjin first saw her, her expression had always been calm and composed, probably only at this moment, did it lose its calmness.

Sweat rolled off her forehead, not because of fear, but because of the pain.

As if veins were wriggling at the cut, the slender wrist sometimes became as thick as a bun, sometimes as thin as a finger, the entire wrist was deforming, and as it did, blood gushed even more from the fingertips.

But no blood flowed from the cut on the wrist.

Seeing Ning Yujun’s painful expression, Xia Wenjin felt reluctant, if Brother Li and the others were here, they would definitely collapse, right?

But she was a doctor, and from the beginning, she knew it was going to be like this!

This situation continued for half an hour, Ning Yujun looked like she had been fished out of water.

Finally, a mass of white matter slid out from the severed wrist.

Xia Wenjin reacted swiftly, she didn’t know from where she took a small bottle, quickly caught the thing, and then swiftly capped it.

Ning Yujun finally couldn’t endure the severe pain and fainted.

Xia Wenjin sighed lightly, she didn’t have to endure this kind of pain, but she chose to.

Li Haofan and his fellow disciples had been waiting outside for news; they wouldn’t come in easily.

Although they might not fully trust Xia Wenjin, Ning Yujun trusted them, and they had no other options.

At this moment, the three surrounded Mu Ziyu, anxiously whispering, "There’s no sound in the room, has it started yet or not?"

Mu Ziyu was also unsure, hesitantly saying, "Maybe it has started!"

Zhang Ge said, "Didn’t that young girl say it would be very painful?"

Mu Ziyu glanced at him, "When have you ever heard Master complain of pain?" If it wasn’t for unintentionally seeing her forehead’s sweat and pale face, they wouldn’t have even known she was tortured by the ailment.

Lu Hongyin, the most impatient, said, "Does this young girl really have the skills? She talks about the most perilous, the bloodiest, does she really have confidence?"

Li Haofan also looked at Mu Ziyu, "You brought her here, how are her medical skills actually?"

Mu Ziyu wasn’t too sure either, but, she recalled Xia Wenjin’s calm visage when entering the room, and those scars on her own smooth skin, and her eyes. When mentioning her master, her eyes occasionally carried a very complex look of ancient sorrow, though she never expressed the reason. But Mu Ziyu believed, such a gaze must hold unspeakable pain.

This had nothing to do with medical skills, but she was willing to believe, if Xia Wenjin wasn’t sure, she wouldn’t act rashly. She nodded vigorously saying, "I trust her! She will definitely cure Master!"

At this moment, the door opened, and the three didn’t care to question Mu Ziyu anymore, rushing towards the door impatiently.

The anxious Zhang Ge peeked inside first, only to see Master lying silently on the bed, face pale as paper, lifeless, with a room full of a bloody smell.

This appearance, could it be, could it be...

His eyes immediately turned red, stepping forward suddenly, reaching out, he clamped Xia Wenjin’s neck, pressing her against the door frame, furiously saying, "You killed my master, and I’ll kill you!"