The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 595 - 592: Knocking Them Out at the Slightest Provocation

Chapter 595: Chapter 592: Knocking Them Out at the Slightest Provocation

The head of the Spirit Institute still hesitated, glancing at Master Mo.

"Unless Xiao Xin becomes my assistant, I’m not going to save anyone."

Master Mo spread his hands out.

"Carry them away, I dare not risk the lives of my students."

Governor Huang said brusquely, waving his hand and angrily carrying several students away.

Inside the School Clinic, only four or five older students remained.

The head of the Spirit Institute remained silent.

"Internal bleeding, two broken ribs, weak pulse, pupils starting to dilate, won’t last a quarter of an hour. The injury occurred over two hours ago, and it was poisoned with a Water Element Spiritual Beast’s venom, which has penetrated deep into the blood. Ordinary Detoxification Grass and spiritual Detoxification Pills have had no effect."

Xin Lin glanced at Zhao Gang in the corner.

The head of the Spirit Institute looked at Xin Lin, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

She didn’t even take the pulse and could detail the condition clearly.

Could it be that what Master Mo said earlier was true, that this little girl, even though she doesn’t have a Dark Spirit Root, actually inherited her father Chu Beiqing’s medical talent?

The head of the Spirit Institute quietly sneaked a glance at Chu Beiqing on the side.

Chu Beiqing was holding an egg, nibbling on a hot roasted sweet potato, too lazy to even glance over at them.

"Master Mo, you’d better save them, otherwise, I can’t protect you all this time."

The head of the Spirit Institute sighed and finally compromised.

A quarter of an hour’s time wouldn’t even suffice to get to the Imperial Hospital.

Besides, these few older students’ statuses are not comparable to the students of the Martial Arts Academy; they’re merely children of commoners, not even able to be sent to the gates of the Imperial Hospital, and he didn’t have the confidence of Governor Huang.

"Leave the injured here; Master Mo and I are enough. If you’re free, go buy some Xuan Spirit Beast blood or liver, and prepare some dates and ginseng."

Xin Lin looked at Master Mo.

Master Mo’s expression became serious.

"Did you all hear that? Get out now. What Xiao Xin says is what I say."

The head of the Spirit Institute had no choice but to lead the people out.

"Xiao Xin, how confident are you?"

Once everyone was gone, Master Mo leaned in and asked in a whisper.

"The most seriously injured is Zhao Gang, followed by Master Guo, the others are still fairly conscious; go give them some brown sugar water."

Xin Lin rolled up her sleeves and took out the Xuanyu Bee Needle.

She couldn’t clearly say how certain she was.

After all, she had only just learned the Golden Needle Hemostasis Technique, and her practice targets had always been lotus roots; this was the first time she was using it on a living person.

Just as Xin Lin was about to administer the needle, Zhao Gang’s body jerked violently, and he opened his eyes.

His eyes, filled with blood, met Xin Lin’s gaze.

When he saw that it was Xin Lin, Zhao Gang’s breathing became more rapid, his already pale face turning even uglier.

"It’s you... get out... I don’t need you..."

Zhao Gang struggled to rise.

He had just regained consciousness, and as he struggled, the blood hole in his chest, over two inches deep, began to bleed profusely again.

He wasn’t stupid. Xin Lin bore a grudge against him.

If she came to save him, even if he was alive, he would be treated to death.

Thump—

A muffled sound.

Zhao Gang fainted.

Xin Lin’s hand with the needle stiffened for a moment, only to see her Silly Chu father standing to the side, swinging his fist and giving Zhao Gang a heavy blow.

"Really noisy~"

Silly Chu showed a face full of disdain.

Uh—

Xin Lin’s mouth twitched, she first cleaned the dirt near Zhao Gang’s wound, recalling the human body’s acupoints in her mind, and then with the force she practiced, accurately administered the needle.