"Oh, I don't think so. Our Ma family is an exorcist clan. It's too dangerous to deal with ghosts and spirits. We've long put our lives on the line. The Daoist techniques we've created are all offensive techniques, and there are also Daoist techniques that can restrain ghosts and spirits. As for treating gunshot wounds on living people, don't we have hospitals?”Madana said awkwardly.
"I should have left you here to die.”After Yang Hao heard this, he was silent for a long time. Finally, he powerlessly gave Madana a slap on the head. He was truly speechless towards the Ma Clan.
"Speaking of which, in this world, shouldn't we care about our own life and death first before slaying demons and devils?”He asked in confusion.
"Hmph, for thousands of years, our Ma Clan has taken the responsibility of guarding justice and evading evil. Naturally, we have followed the will of heaven. How long we can live is our fate. We can't create some forbidden technique or defy the heavens to change our fate just to live longer.”Madana rubbed her aching head in dissatisfaction and glared at Yang Hao.
This stinky zombie, no one had ever hit her head before.
"Alright, I don't understand your noble sentiments, but is it difficult to do some healing Daoist techniques? I really don't know what you guys are thinking.”Yang Hao shook his head.
Then, he stretched out his hand, and a gust of ice whistled out from his hand, freezing Madana's shoulder injury. It also turned the blood on her clothes into ice shards, falling to the ground, turning it dark red.
Then, there was the wound on her leg.
" Don't..." Madana's face turned red when she saw Yang Hao trying to grab the corner of her pants. She moved her long legs in horror and looked at the man in front of her pleadingly.
"What do you think I want to do to you? Rape?" Seeing Madana's gaze, Yang Hao asked with a smile.
"I know you want me to treat your wound, but can you let me do it myself? I've recovered some strength now anyway.”Madana lowered her head with an embarrassed expression.
"Alright, hurry up." Looking at the wound on Madana's calf, Yang Hao shook his head in amusement and stood up. He turned his body around and turned his back to her.
He did not expect the young Madana to be so conservative and shy. However, decades later, her grandnephew, Ma Xiaoling, was completely different from her. That woman took up the length of her legs and wore a miniskirt.
They were two completely different types of women.
It could only be said that times were different.
"Actually, Daoists and doctors are inseparable. We cultivators know Daoism and some medical skills. "Therefore, we can just casually get some herbs to resolve ordinary sword wounds. In this way, there's no need to create a Daoist technique to heal injuries. "When we collect ghosts and catch zombies, even if we are injured by ghosts, it's not something that the medical skills of the mortal world can solve. At that time, we only need to use talismans to purify the ghost qi, yin qi, and corpse poison. Then, we just need to hug and stab them.”At this moment, Madana, who was behind Yang Hao, carefully unbuttoned the corner of her pants and used a towel to wipe the blood on her white calf. Then, she pointed her finger a few times and stopped the blood from flowing. She then took out some herbs from her bag and pressed them on the wound.
On the other side, she raised her head and looked at Yang Hao's back with a complicated gaze as she explained softly.
"That makes sense.”Yang Hao crossed his arms and nodded as he looked into the distance. He then said," But times have changed. Humans have created rifles and cannonballs that are more lethal than traditional swords, guns, sticks, bows, and arrows. Therefore, once a person is hit by these firearms, they will either die or be injured. If they are injured, they will have to undergo surgery to remove the bullet casing from the wound. Otherwise, they will die.”
"But humans are progressing, while you cultivators are still stuck in the same spot.”He shook his head and sneered.
Madana opened her mouth and was speechless. The technology nowadays was indeed too powerful. Even a Taoist master with the most brilliant Taoist skills would die in the face of endless bullets and cannonballs. It was difficult to compete with them.
"I'm done." Madana's voice rang out. Yang Hao turned around and saw that she could barely stand up.
"What about the shrapnel in the wound?" he asked curiously. You took it out?"
"Still here." Madana smiled bitterly and said," It's deep into the flesh and blood. It's stuck in the bones. I have to go to the hospital for surgery this time."”
"Poor child." Yang Hao gloated.
"Go to hell, stinky zombie." Madana glared at him angrily and raised her hand to hit him. However, it was already very strenuous for her to barely stand up. Now that she was using so much strength, she immediately lost her balance and pounced on Yang Hao.
" Ah…" A scream was heard. Madana blushed and didn't dare to raise her head. She could only stay in Yang Hao's arms like an ostrich, letting Yang Hao's hands wrap around her waist. She felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in immediately.
"Hehe, does this count as throwing yourself into your arms?”Yang Hao's teasing laughter rang in Madana's ears, causing her to tremble slightly. Her earlobes and neck turned red. He then picked Madana up by her waist and hung the mahogany sword on his back before heading into the darkness.
As for Madana, she had already completely admitted defeat to Yang Hao's teasing. She was even embarrassed to talk back. She wanted to argue but couldn't say anything, because if she said anything else, she would only make herself even more embarrassed.
So she just curled up and quietly laid her face on Yang Hao's chest. She fell into a deep sleep. She had lost too much blood and was indeed very tired.
Moreover, Yang Hao's embrace gave her a sense of security and dependence.
Would Yang Hao suck her blood while she was asleep?
She believed in this zombie.
This was her intuition, and it was also proven by facts.
Time.
In the blink of an eye, four hours had passed.
It was past eight in the morning. People in the Divine Great Land, no matter who they were, were busy.
However, today, the people on both sides of the Yangtze River and the various forces were still talking about the earth-shattering battle in Nanjing last night. The terrifying flames of war were spreading.
They were all waiting for news.
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