Perhaps it was because Emperor Ye used his true qi to control it, or perhaps because the festering flesh had lost its nerve perception, Liu Dahai also held back all the swords.

However, Zhang Zhanfeng, who was standing next to him, saw the sudden change several times, and he was sweating profusely, looking very painful.

Half an hour later, after the wound was almost completely treated, Ye Huang took out the needle and thread, carefully sewed it, applied medicine to disinfect it, bandaged it,

After doing all this, he activated his true energy and helped Liu Dahai sort out the meridians of the parts that had an impact on future activities.

"Okay, it's almost OK. After about ten days, you should be able to move freely, but it may take a few months to recover."

"In just a month, I thought it would take half a year, Mr. Ye, thanks to you."

When he heard what Emperor Ye said, Liu Dahai and Zhang Zhanfeng looked surprised.

"Haha, if I hadn't had a task this time, I couldn't spend too much effort, and I could cure you immediately. I'd be unable to get through this time if I let you suffer for a few days."

"If Mr. Ye is not there, I, Liu Dahai, can survive, all depends on Mr. Ye, you appeared in time. This injury can recover early. I am already grateful. How dare I thirst for more?"

After hearing Ye Huang's words, Liu Dahai responded politely,

"With that being said, since you have paid, there will naturally be rewards. After returning to Hong Kong, I will ask Grandpa Lin to compensate you. However, before again, Anqi still needs you to take good care of her along the way."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, this is our responsibility."

"Then I'm relieved. By the way, this is not the first time Brother Liu has been gunshot wounded."

"Well, when I was in the army, I had suffered one injury to my chest and abdomen. I thought I would explain it here this time." After hearing Emperor Ye's words, Liu Dahai did not hide it.

"Not only me, Xiao Zhang was also injured. He said he was even more powerful than me. Xiao Zhang, please show Mr. Ye."

"Uncle Liu, let it go, what's so good about gunshot wounds?"

Zhang Zhanfeng is a little shy and a little unwilling to do so.

"What's the matter? Scars are a testimony of honor to those of us who are in the army. What's the big deal?"

After Liu Dahai said this, Zhang Zhanfeng was embarrassed to start a half of his face.

It doesn't matter when he sees it, even the eyes of Emperor Ye shrank.

I saw Zhang Zhanfeng's right waist upwards, almost reaching his neck, with a long scar strap, and his entire skin turned outward. Although the wound has healed, it still looks a bit ferocious.

"This is."

"I am responsible for blasting in the army. I carried out peacekeeping missions in Africa two years ago and stepped on a mine-break. I thought I had my life explained, but I didn't expect to survive."

When Zhang Zhanfeng said this, he smiled bitterly.

Fortunately, I stepped on a landmine transformed by a local incendiary bomb. Otherwise, I guess my life would have been really explained.

"I never thought about treating it. If this continues, I will suffer when I get older."

Emperor Ye knew that the profession of a soldier seemed very glorious and mighty, and every time he was injured, he might get a medal and shine his ancestors.

But only those who are truly in the army understand what these wounds mean, which means that they will suffer from illness for the rest of their lives.

From rheumatism to all kinds of terminal illnesses, they will all sweep over.

"If you can get it, you can only bear it. Besides, treatment costs a lot of money. With my family's jingling situation, I have long lost this thought."

With a bitter smile, Zhang Zhanfeng bit his fingernail, his face a little dark.

After that, Emperor Ye realized that in addition to himself, Zhang Zhanfeng's family also had a younger brother and sister. Both of them were in college. The family was not very well-off and could not afford the cost of his treatment.

The reason why he was recruited into the Lin family as a special forces soldier was that when Liu Dahai was interviewing, he heard about his experience and then made an exception to recruit him.

"It's always necessary to treat it. It's nothing to suffer a little. You don't care much, but it doesn't mean that your wife doesn't care in the future. She won't be scared by your scar in the middle of the night."

Smiling, Ye Huang took paper and pen from the side, wrote a phone number and handed it over,

"This is the call from a friend in Yanjing. If you call this, he will help you solve all this."

"Young Master, is this... this suitable?"

After hearing what Emperor Ye said, Zhang Zhanfeng was a little hesitant.

"What's right or wrong? You and I are all in the army. If you don't help your own people, you are the one who is your own. If you hold them, you will always treat this injury, otherwise it will delay your wife's affairs."

"Xiao Zhang, Mr. Ye said so, just take it."

Next to him, Liu Dahai also persuaded,

"Young Master Ye, I will never thank you for your kindness."

Tears flashed in his eyes, Zhang Zhanfeng bowed his hands solemnly and said,

He did not tell anyone that it was because he was too seriously injured that he had left him with his childhood sweetheart.

"Don't be so pretentious. Since we have met, we are destined to be. I have an internal martial art here. You can learn it and how much you learn depends on your understanding."

"As long as you learn and persevere, these injuries on your body will not hit your body when you are old. It will be considered as strengthening your body."

Ye Huang's words were plain, but Zhang Zhanfeng and Liu Dahai were shocked. Looking at Ye Huang, he didn't know how to express his gratitude.

Next, Emperor Ye told the formulas and moves to the two of them one by one. He watched them practiced several times before he felt relieved.

In fact, the set of exercises he taught was not very clever. It was purely what he thought about when he was bored in the Southwest Military Region, connecting the fighting boxing techniques and internal skills in the army, and slowly figured them out.

Perhaps lethality is nothing, but it is still of great benefit to strengthening the body and making up for internal damage.

After teaching the two, time passed again, and after signaling them to rest, Emperor Ye returned to Lin Anqi's room.

Perhaps because of his nerves being too tense these days, Lin Anqi has fallen asleep at this moment, and Emperor Ye didn't bother her.

Waiting by the side until dawn,

At eight o'clock, she woke Lin Anqi up, had some breakfast in the hotel, and rushed to the airport with the three of them.

He kept sending the three of them onto the plane. Seeing the plane take off, Emperor Ye finally fell down.

Of course, Lin Anqi's remarks are not missing. Emperor Ye could only hear them all, and he was a little moved in his heart, knowing that this girl was also worried about her comfort.
Chapter completed!