Wang Jun's treatment methods are not complicated.

He simultaneously stimulates his two extraordinary abilities - water creature and ice-forming source.

The water in the sewer is filtered out of impurities, and 100 kilograms of pure water are extracted.

Pure water moistened Zhao Zhixuan's chest, locked in the therapeutic aerosol, and then froze his heart.

Click~click~click~

As the wound was sealed, Zhao Zhixuan's painful eyebrows relaxed by three points.

He looked at Wang Jun and said bitterly: "Mr. Qingye, there is no need to waste your efforts. I know my body. This heart has no vitality. I will definitely die."

Wang Jun said: "Don't give up. You crushed both bottles of potion, but your brother didn't absorb much. Both bottles of potion contain 'spiritual seeking roots', which is a D-level material.

Its ingredients will cause the evaporated aerosol of the medicine to pursue the living body, and you were the closest living body just now. At least 60% of the drug's effect will remain in your body."

Zhao Zhixuan's eyebrows were covered with frost and his lips were blue. "I can feel the flow of life in my body."

Next to her, Qiangwei's calm voice came: "In the state of being transformed into a werewolf, the teeth and claws contain highly toxic substances, and the saliva is ten times more toxic."

"Then put the heart back into the ball." Li Xuanchen muttered in a low voice.

Qiangwei glared, "If I don't stuff it back, my life will be completely lost now, and I won't even have the possibility of telling my last words."

Li Xuanchen: "..."

"Stop arguing, there is still a certain possibility of survival."

Wang Jun shook his head, held Zhao Zhixuan's hand, and said:

"I will freeze your blood to prevent toxins from spreading throughout the body, and then send you back to the Zhao family. The medical equipment of the nine major chaebols in the federation is definitely not bad. Let's try an artificial heart."

"The poison has already penetrated my whole body. I can't survive." Zhao Zhixuan squeezed Wang Jun's hand tightly, "But there is one thing I need to ask Mr. Qingye to fulfill."

"Say." Wang Jun nodded in agreement.

Zhao Zhixuan coughed twice and pointed at Zhao Changqing, who was close at hand.

"I just walked through the gate of hell and saw some things. I want to tell my brother personally."

At this time, Zhao Changqing was unconscious and his whole body was throbbing with pain.

It was not that he was completely unable to receive external information, it was just that the pain was too much, but the physical pain was far less than the spiritual grief.

The connection between blood being thicker than water, the mysterious connection between Scarlet Shura and Qingguang Rakshasa, the two powers are superimposed, and Zhao Changqing can clearly sense that Zhao Zhixuan's fire of life has entered the final burning stage.

"No!!!" Zhao Changqing groaned and howled.

He wanted to shout loudly: No matter what the cost, he must save his brother.

He didn't want Wang Jun to leave Zhao Zhixuan's side.

Wang Jun looked at the Zhao brothers respectively.

Zhao Zhixuan's eyes were filled with the word "plea".

Zhao Changqing was twitching all over in pain, still muttering the word "no" in his mouth.

At this moment, the affection between the two brothers is touching.

Snap!

Holding Wang Jun's ankle firmly with his palm, Zhao Changqing gritted his teeth and forced out a complete sentence: "Save my brother, save him, I will be your pawn in this life!"

Zhao Zhixuan opened his mouth, and his weak voice floated in the air: "Brother, I don't have much time. Let's keep the story short."

Zhao Changqing burst into tears and shook his head in refusal, "No, you are not allowed to die. If you die, it should be me..."

Zhao Zhixuan gasped several times, "Brother, you, listen to me first."

"Okay." Zhao Changqing nodded vigorously, but the next second he was swept away by pain again.

Qiangwei approached and stabilized Zhao Changqing's state with huge extraordinary energy.

"The second stage of the ritual has begun and cannot be reversed. His physical pain will gradually decrease, but it will take a long time. Your employer may not be able to survive that time."

Wang Jun shook his head and said nothing.

He held his palms flat, water vapor floated in his palms, and the water vapor condensed into ice spikes.

The ice spikes continued to condense and turned into thin needles.

"What is this?" Qiangwei frowned.

Li Xuanchen tilted his head and thought secretly in his heart: Ajun has come up with some unseen methods.

Wang Jun is a killer and has learned a lot.

Because I have been injured all the time, I have a little understanding of traditional Chinese medicine and some commonly used pain relief points, which are far more effective than expensive western medicine in dealing with certain emergencies.

What's more, when the killer goes on a mission, he can't even buy drugs to prevent his identity from being revealed, so acupuncture is a more effective method.

Wang Jun closed his eyes and thought about it for two seconds, then suddenly opened his eyes.

His hands were like phantoms, and multiple ice needles were accurately inserted into Zhao Changqing's acupuncture points.

Hegu, Zusanli, Sanyinjiao, Weizhong, Neiguan, Yanglingquan...

These are commonly used acupuncture points in traditional Chinese medicine. Wang Jun can remember it so clearly mainly because of a jingle:

The face and mouth are closed, the grain is closed, the three sides of the abdomen are left, the three yin junctions of gynecology, the waist and back are pressed together, the chest and stomach are cared for internally, and Yanglingquan is injured externally.

"Here, this relieves pain, why are you sticking something on his body?" Li Xuanchen didn't understand, scratched his head and asked.

"He did relieve the pain." Qiangwei's eyesight was better and she could see that Zhao Changqing's body spasm had improved.

She then asked: "Is it because the condensed ice needles are blessed by extraordinary power, so it has this effect? ​​Or is it that the extraordinary power is just to freeze the ice, and what is really effective are these special points on the human body?"

"The latter." Wang Jun answered briefly, and then looked at Zhao Zhixuan seriously, "Your brother should have relieved some of the pain and can hear what you said clearly."

Zhao Zhixuan grinned, "Thank you very much."

Wang Jun waved his hand, took half a step back, and gave space to the two Zhao brothers.

Zhao Changqing lay on the ground, his face turned sideways, his vision blurred by tears, filled with regret. He kept shaking his head, unwilling to accept the reality that his brother was about to die.

Zhao Changqing said: "Brother, I see the reason why our ancestors are so strong."

Squeezing out a smile, he told the vision he saw in front of the gate of hell - the ancestors who were astonishingly talented back then were not one person, but two.

The two brothers had a very good relationship, but they didn't show their edge at first, until due to an accident, the younger brother died, and the scarlet Shura power in the older brother absorbed the green light Rakshasa power in the younger brother.

At this point, the power of Asura was completely reappeared, and only then was the ZTE Master of the Zhao family hundreds of years ago.

"The power of Blue Light Rakshasa and Scarlet Shura are from the same source. Only when one dies can the other be fulfilled." Zhao Zhixuan said with a relieved smile on his face, "Brother, I was born to live for you.

"

With his spiritual will surpassing the physical pain, Zhao Changqing stretched out his palm and held Zhao Zhixuan's palm firmly, "Brother, I won't let you die."

The ending sound is very long, desperate and hoarse, like a cub that has witnessed the death of its companions.

Zhao Zhixuan shook his head with a smile and turned to look at Wang Jun.

"Mr. Aoba, my Evolved Sorrow no longer needs your treatment."

Wang Jun said: "The fire of your life has entered the final countdown. If you have anything else to say, just tell your brother."

The evolutionary tree displayed after scanning with his left eye showed that Zhao Zhixuan's life aura was less than 50 and was disappearing at a rate of 1 point per second.

In more than 40 seconds, he will fall into eternal sleep, and even ice cannot seal it.

Zhao Changqing suddenly hit his abdomen with a fist, "It's all my fault, I hurt you."

Scenes flashed through my mind.

He refused to listen to advice and insisted on going his own way.

He was taken advantage of and trapped in a strange ritual.

He turned into a werewolf, ripped out his brother's heart, chewed it up and swallowed it.

Zhao Changqing's regret reached its extreme. At this moment, the air was filled with the faint fragrance of pear blossoms.

Zhao Zhixuan's nose twitched slightly, knowing that this was another medicine taking effect.

He didn't know if the illusion he saw before passing through the gate of hell was real.

But he knew that Mr. Aoba could cure his eldest brother's evolutionary disaster.

Zhao Zhixuan took a deep look at Wang Jun, and Wang Jun understood his wish from that look. Wang Jun nodded in response, saying that he would definitely cure Zhao Changqing's evolutionary distress.

Looking back, Zhao Zhixuan said: "Brother, we will still be brothers in the next life."

Zhao Changqing swallowed harder and nodded, unable to speak a complete syllable.

Afterwards, Zhao Zhixuan's life aura continued to decline, and the two brothers whispered for a while, with Zhao Zhixuan talking and Zhao Changqing listening.

There was sadness, anger, and helplessness in Zhao Changqing's face, but mostly regret.

At this moment, the elder brother would nod vigorously for every word he said.

He promised, he promised anything, he just wanted to get his brother back.
To be continued...