"Damn it, this old man—those dogs from Youyu Gate really know how to pick their moment!" After Lan Peng had laughed enough, he started cursing again.
"Let's check Second Master's injuries first. Hopefully he hasn't breathed his last!"
Yang Zhengshan stepped forward, helped Lan Peng untie Lu Youning, and laid him on the flat ground.
After the two of them examined him, Yang Zhengshan looked at his injuries. "The wounds have split open again, his internal organs are damaged too, his head seems to have taken a blow, uh, and all four limbs are broken!"
If you did not look, you would not know; one look could scare you witless.
What part of Lu Youning still looked even half human now? There was not a single intact spot on his entire body.
Lan Peng tested the breath at his nose and said, "It's fine. As long as he's still breathing, that's enough!"
"Will he be unable to recover like this?" Yang Zhengshan asked with a frown.
He could be considered proficient in medicine. Though he could not be called a divine physician, he had studied medical arts somewhat, mainly because he had read quite a few medical books back when he had been researching alchemy.
Lan Peng shook his head. "It's fine. I fed him a Hunyuan Spirit Pill earlier. It can protect his dantian from damage. As long as his dantian isn't damaged, the other injuries can be treated slowly after we get back."
Yang Zhengshan realized. This Hunyuan Spirit Pill was a high-grade spirit pill with the effects of stabilizing and healing the dantian. It was an extremely rare kind of spirit pill.
For an Innate Martial Artist, there were three most fatal vital points. The first was the head, the second was the heart, and the third