Hanging by a thread

  The old man was like grasping the last straw, immediately kneeling in front of Wu Yue: "Master, you can save my granddaughter, I am willing to be a cow or a horse, repay your kindness."

  "It's not me who can save him, it's the young master of my house who can." Wu Yue hastily said: "The young master has instructed that if there is any injury or illness that you two masters cannot resolve, just tell him."

  Two doctors looked at me, I looked at them, neither of us believed Wu Yue's words. Could that fourteen-year-old young master really cure illnesses and save people?

  The old man didn't care about the young master or his grandfather, he just hoped to cure his own granddaughter. But when Fang Yun appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Could this young man really cure his own granddaughter? At this moment, even he couldn't help but doubt it.

  Can such a young man cure his own granddaughter? The old man thought to himself, but he had no other choice now, with no money on him, and only heard that the Ten Days Clinic offered free treatment for ten days, which was why he came here to try his luck, only to find that the doctor here was also helpless in treating his granddaughter.

  Fang Yun lifted up the girl's clothes, his eyebrows slightly furrowed: "Have you offended someone?"

  "Young master, I've been a good man all my life, how could I possibly offend anyone?" The old man's voice was choked with sobs, his throat already hoarse from crying, his face etched with deep wrinkles, completely revealing his honest and kind nature.

  Fang Yun raised his palm and slapped it forcefully on the girl's chest. The girl, who had been unconscious, let out a faint moan and vomited up a large amount of congealed blood from her mouth.

  "Master, master... Don't be reckless!" The old man hastily grabbed Fang Yun's arm and begged for mercy, his granddaughter was already left with only half a life, how could she withstand such beating.

  "Your granddaughter's chest was trampled flat, injuring her internal organs, with blood clots accumulating on top of her brain, unable to come up or go down, and if delayed for another half an hour, she will lose her life." Fang Yun shook his head.

  "How can that be... How can that be, my precious cannot die, my precious cannot die. Before my son left, he repeatedly told me to take good care of his precious, she is mine..."

  The old man cried out in grief, his wailing voice moved the crowd around him.

  Fang Yun's eyes flickered, gazing at Bao'er, his face deep in thought for a moment before slowly opening his mouth to say: "It seems there's no other choice, Wu Yue, help me send her into the inner room, and don't let anyone enter."

  Wu Yue's eyebrows rose slightly, and seeing Fang Yun's expression, she also let out a slight sigh of relief. After all, who could bear to see such a young and lovely girl die in front of them?

  Fang Yun kept Wu Yue by his side precisely because Wu Yue had a hint of compassion.

  Wu Yue picked up Bao'er and walked into the inner room. The old man looked at Fang Yun's back with a dry expression, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

  Bao'er's current injury is no trivial matter. Even in his heyday, Fang Yun would have to be extremely cautious, let alone now.

  Bao'er's chest was trampled by the horse's hooves, and what made Fang Yun even more unbearable was that this wasn't an accident. Bao'er's heart had been deliberately struck with a burst of energy, using the horse's hooves as a conduit, forcing it to rupture violently.

  However, this person's martial arts level is not high, let alone relying on horse hooves, so he didn't let Bao'er die on the spot. Even if it was an adult who was trampled like this, they would likely end up in a miserable state, let alone Bao'er, a five-year-old girl.

  At present, Fang Yun's greatest worry is that his cultivation is not enough, and he cannot forcibly wash the tendons and veins for Bao'er, repair her heart, nor does he have a spiritual elixir to directly cure Bao'er's heart.

  "Fang Yun sighed: 'Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck.'"

  Fang Yun bit her finger, activated her spiritual power, and her finger danced on Bao'er's chest: "Spirit moves god, god moves heaven, spirit awakens god extinguishes, god awakens spirit destroys, no color no form, no heaven no earth, all phenomena are born, a hundred paths are destroyed..."

  A blood-colored array appeared on Bao'er's chest, the Heavenly Life Array. This array was created by Fang Yun himself and could continuously absorb spiritual energy and convert it into life force.

  Bao'er's current heart is damaged, and Fang Yun cannot repair it. He can only use this formation to replace the heart, constantly channeling life force into his body. The role of the heart is not just to produce life force, but also to maintain the functioning of the body.

  For this, Fang Yun drew a Return to Heaven Gathering Spirit Array on Bao'er's back, connecting Bao'er's bodily functions and transferring the heart's function to the Return to Heaven Gathering Spirit Array.

  The complexity of this connection is a hundred times more complicated than a butcher swapping arms.

  Fang Yun did not dare to be slightly careless, the life in his hands was not just an ordinary patient, this was Fang Yun's medical ethics. If the girl passed away in his hands, his medical ethics would be cracked.

  The mind is originally like the full moon, and with a little carelessness, it may be damaged. Whether for Bao'er or for herself, Fang Yun cannot give up.

  After a whole half day, Fang Yun finally let out a long sigh of relief. The girl's breathing had stabilized a lot, and her complexion was much warmer. Her rosy cheeks were like ripe apples, making her even more lovely.

  Fang Yun did not remove the damaged heart from Bao'er, but instead left it inside her body to slowly self-repair. With the Return to Heaven Gathering Spirit Array in place, the shortest time for Bao'er's heart to repair itself would be twenty years.

  Fang Yun used his own lifeblood and consumed a large amount of immortal energy to draw the Return to Heaven Gathering Spirit Array and the Fill the Sky Life Mechanism Array, which could only be maintained for several years without disappearing.

  As for Bao'er's external injury on his chest and the broken ribs, it was much simpler. Fang Yun just gave him a few more pellets of medicine, and he had already completely recovered.

  However, at this moment, Bao'er's body has not fully recovered and is still in a coma.

  Fang Yun opened the door and the old man and Wu Yue rushed in, having waited for half a day without any news from Fang Yun. No wonder they were so anxious.

  There were still many onlookers outside the door, poking their heads in to see how Bao'er was doing.

  However, in their view, half a day's time was enough for Bao to die completely. The old man first checked Bao's chest, but the chest was intact, just like he hadn't been injured at all. His body temperature was normal and his face was rosy, but there was an extra strange red magic array on his chest.

  "Master, what's wrong with this little girl?" Wu Yue asked.

  "My life is saved for now, but it can only be sustained for ten years. After ten years, I'll need to undergo treatment again in order to fully recover," said Fang Yun.

  The old man was already tearfully grateful, kneeling in front of Fang Yun, constantly knocking his head on the floor.

  "Young master, I'll be your cow and horse to repay your great kindness." The old man cried out in anguish.

  "Stop flattering yourself, your granddaughter only managed to save her life, and in five years' time, she'll need to undergo treatment again." Fang Yun said.

  Two doctors looked at Bao'er, they had previously examined Bao'er's body, almost a dying person, but now he was breathing steadily, yet couldn't hear his heartbeat, which made them both puzzled and astonished.

  "Young master, why can't I hear his heartbeat?" The doctor asked with puzzlement.

  "Her heart is severely damaged and I'm still unable to repair it now, so I can only temporarily use other methods to sustain her life for the time being, but this method will only last a few years."

  "Five years later..." The old man was stunned again, looking at Fang Yun with tension.

  "In five years, I will come back to look for you all. Of course, if you are not at ease, you can also come to find me." Fang Yun said.