Chapter 98: Chapter Ninety-Nine Healing Wounds

Just being alive is fine; as for dignity, if Junior Guardian Bai doesn't have it, then he doesn't have it. This person struggled to get up; if he doesn't get proper treatment, he'll probably really die if there's a fight later. 'This is only the first day, damn it,' Bai Lang groaned, waiting for the inn to open. In a moment, the waiter should take down the door board to do work; all the morning opening tasks need to be done one by one.

But before the waiter came out, Bai Lang suddenly looked at himself and said, 'Hey, I was so focused on fighting that my brain turned stupid!' Looking like this, who could see him? So he quickly used his Lightness Skill, flipped up to the second floor and entered his own room. Poor Bai Lang had no storage space when he came in; his clothes were just this ragged set on him, so he hurried to check the other people's rooms.

Not surprisingly, he didn't see anyone else... but the waiter downstairs had already gotten up. Bai Lang poked his head down and said, 'Waiter, bring up a bucket of hot water, and by the way help me buy a set of underwear and outer shirt; if you have any medicine for bruises and injuries, give me some—I accidentally fell in the dark last night.'

The whereabouts of the others, Bai Lang also had a guess: they likely fell into this place that could be called the Ghost Realm, just like him, and fought those yin beings. But now it's almost dawn; why haven't those people come out like he did? 'Could they have died inside?' Just as Bai Lang thought this, the door to Qin Lian'er's room was pushed open; Qin Lian'er seemed to have leapt in from outside, but she looked much better off than Bai Lang.

Not much better, really—no change at all, honestly. His clothes had a bit of dust, his hair was a little messy, but he didn't look injured; who knows how good his condition really is. 'Eh? Qin Lian'er, you also broke that Ghost Realm?' Bai Lang was quite pleased, but Qin Lian'er looking at Bai Lang was also rather surprised: 'Senior Brother Bai... did they all come out too?'

No, you're the first. Perfect, hurry and help me—I've broken several bones all over my body, please take a look. Bai Lang let out a groan; Qin Lian'er quickly pushed him into his own room, without a word, directly tore off his upper-body ragged clothes. There was water in the room, and Qin Lian'er took out a lump of medicine, dissolved it in a basin of water, and then directly splashed it onto Bai Lang.

Bear with it. Seeing Bai Lang like this, Qin Lian'er was no longer shy; instead she spoke very calmly. Then she grabbed Bai Lang's neck here and pulled hard...... Bai Lang let out a muffled groan; a large piece of complete "skin" was torn from his back, and then Qin Lian'er followed the same method, tearing off several large pieces of "skin" from Bai Lang's body. Looking closely, it was actually a film formed by the medicine dissolved in water and applied to the body.

As this film was torn off, it also carried away the filth inside the wound, the dried blood on the surface, and even the dust and grime on the skin. At the same time, Bai Lang felt a cool sensation on his external injury, 'It even disinfects? This stuff seems not bad.' Thinking this, he directly asked Qin Lian'er, 'Miss Qin, how much does this medicine sell for? I think I ought to keep some on hand......'

The result was that Qin Lian'er smacked him once, 'First treat the injury, we'll talk about buying later!' Entering a doctor's state, Qin Lian'er's demeanor changed abruptly, focusing on Bai Lang's injuries, as if his upper body were bare and his lower body about to be exposed—especially since his thighs and calves had already been stripped of their ragged clothes early on; the half-naked Bai Lang in her eyes was probably like a strip of pork, just meat and bone to be dealt with......

Bai Lang was fortunate that the positions of his broken bones had been forcibly corrected by his Internal Force, so Qin Lian'er didn't need to help him set the bones again, but a splint was unavoidable... Not only the splint, Qin Lian'er also took out several bottles and jars, mixed them into a gray ointment, applied it to Bai Lang's broken bones, and then helped him bind the splint. The other wounds were also treated, wrapped with cloth—after doing all this, Qin Lian'er saw Bai Lang's appearance, her face flushed bright red, and she hurriedly ran off...... As a result, Bai Lang never even got to mention buying the medicine.

Just after Bai Lang finished being bandaged, the waiter came in holding clothes; Bai Lang quickly felt out a piece of silver and gave it to the waiter, 'No need for hot water—this money is for the clothes, the extra is a tip.' He bundled the ragged clothes together for the waiter to throw away, put on the new clothes and found them a bit small, and the style didn't quite match...... Bai Lang's character now feels twisted; wearing ordinary scholar robes or daily gowns doesn't quite suit his look......

'Either official robes or armor... the prestige of Junior Guardian Bai is probably impossible to extinguish.' Bai Lang muttered a few sentences to himself, 'It's just that there's no time to ask or say how each of us escaped from that Ghost Realm......' Just as he thought this, Bai Lang also heard a low, pain-filled groan. 'Mu Ronghua also came out? This guy sounds awful!'

He moved his body—he couldn't stay still, the splint and bandages made Bai Lang into a stiff-backed man, his gait so strange it was like a mummy suddenly appearing. When he reached Mu Ronghua's room, Qin Lian'er was already there, now treating Mu Ronghua's injuries—this guy, aside from preserving his handsome face, his whole body looked as if fished out of bloody water, his external wounds looked even worse than Bai Lang's, almost as if he'd been chopped to pieces.

Thus this person, aside from covering his lower parts with a cloth—this organ was also the second part Mu Ronghua desperately protected—aside from that, Qin Lian'er—by the way, she had become a calm, shameless doctor—similarly soaked him with medicine broth, then Bai Lang fetched a piece of soft wood for Mu Ronghua to bite on, after which Qin Lian'er forcefully 'tore!'

Mu Ronghua almost passed out, but after that tear he looked much better—aside from a wound gaping like a mouth, at least the blood and filth had been removed. 'This injury is enough to make a trypophobia patient faint dead!' Bai Lang muttered, while Qin Lian'er mixed another large basin of ointment—this time it was dark and gave off a rather pungent smell. 'Bear with it!' she said, 'Your wound still contains yin toxin; it must be drawn out with Yang-Harmony Medicine, only then can the bleeding stop, flesh regrow, and skin heal properly—I suppose you don't want scars all over your body, do you?'

Bai Lang watched Mu Ronghua clench the wood tightly, then Qin Lian'er gently applied the ointment to Mu Ronghua's body...... This guy's eyes widened instantly, big beads of sweat popping up on his forehead......