Chapter 9 End
'Boom~'

'Crack~crack~! '

In the room, all the tables, chairs, and benches have been removed, and Lin Han looks very tired.

He was panting like a cow, and big drops of sweat slipped from his forehead into his eyes, but he didn't dare to reach out to rub them, for fear that in the blink of an eye, the opponent's blade would be on his neck.

"You're tired, it's my turn." The other party smiled smugly, and rubbed his right eye socket as he spoke. He was not completely unharmed during the fight just now, at least he still suffered a few physical blows. The punch on the right eye socket was what annoyed him the most.

The sword lights up. This is a very common way of wearing a sword. His adoptive father, Lord Qin, is good at using swords, so he also learns from his adoptive father. After a few years, he also has some experience in sword skills.

However, due to his aptitude, this set of wearing sword skills is not very powerful in his hands.

Seeing the light of the knife coming towards him, Lin Han gritted his teeth, planning to fight the knife hard and defeat the opponent.

However, you can't use your head to fight hard, so he turned sideways, and suddenly grabbed the blade with his right hand.

This move can be described as extremely dangerous, one bad move may make his entire right hand crippled.

The right hand just grabbed the blade, and immediately the blood flowed down.

When the wound was just cut open, there was not much pain. When it really hurt, it happened after a while.

However, if the blade was embedded in the wound like this, and one party tried hard to regain control of the sword, then the constant struggle would cause great pain.

Lin Han's entire face turned pale, and his upper and lower lips completely turned lavender. He trembled a bit, but he still held the blade firmly, clenching his teeth and refusing to let go.

Holding the blade in one hand, the free left hand slammed into the opponent's throat.

The opponent quickly raised his left hand to block Lin Han's punch, but Lin Han's empty legs immediately attacked him.

It was the most proficient serial kick, Lin Han held the knife in one hand, jumped up and kicked five or six kicks in mid-air, until the opponent finally let go and gave up the knife.

Without a weapon, the opponent who was not very good at punching and kicking skills immediately fell into a disadvantage, but Lin Han tried his best to completely give up defense, holding the knife and constantly calling out to the opponent's vital parts.

After going back and forth, there were a few more wounds on the opponent's body. The stinging pain from the wounds woke him up, and the whole person recovered from the madness.

Seeing that Lin Han was so crazy, as if he was going to die together, how could he dare to resist, the timidity in his heart gave him the idea of ​​running away, anyway, he had already killed Huo Yuanjia's mother, which can be regarded as avenging his adoptive father up.

Thinking of this, he took advantage of a gap and quickly jumped out of the window, daring to escape from Huo's house before Lin Han chased him out.

When Lin Han chased out the door, he could no longer see the figure of the other party.

At this time, Tweety, who was hiding by the door, ran over quickly, and seeing Lin Han covered in blood, the little girl immediately burst into tears. She thought Lin Han was going to die like this.

"Uncle Lin, don't die!" Tweety said, choking on Lin Han's clothes.

Throwing down the big knife in his hand with a clang, Lin Han staggered a few steps. Although he wasn't about to die as Tweety said, but if the blood continued to flow like this, he was really not far from death.

"Tweety, Uncle Lin is going to a clinic for treatment, do you want to go with me?" Lin Han said weakly.

"Well, Tweety is with Uncle Lin." Tweety nodded with tears in her eyes, and walked towards the door while holding Lin Han's hand.

At this point, all the medical clinics in the entire Tianjin city have been closed. Lin Han exhausted all his strength and finally broke open the door of a medical clinic. The doctor who was still asleep promised to treat him.

In a daze, Lin Han passed out, and when he woke up again, the wound on his hand had been bandaged, and his body also smelled strongly of medicine.

Turning her head to look to the side, she found that Tweety was lying on the edge of the bed, already asleep.

Outside the window, the sunset was setting in the west, it seemed that it was already dusk, but I didn't know what day it was dusk.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged woman walked in.

Seeing Lin Han who had woken up on the bed, she smiled kindly at him, put down the things in her hands, and turned to go out.

After a while, the doctor came in.

Although this guy wanted money, at least he didn't let him go when he passed out. He moved the fingers of his right hand and felt that he had regained some strength. Lin Han was still very grateful to the doctor.

Walking to the bed, the doctor checked Lin Han's condition, then glanced at Tweety, who was lying on the edge of the bed, who was sleeping sweetly, smiled silently, and said, "Your injury is very serious, even if I have given you Medicines are used to stop the bleeding, but you still need to recuperate for a few months before your right hand can recover freely. Fortunately, you hurt the palm of your hand, not the back of your hand. If it is the back of your hand, you will be in much more trouble."

"Thank you doctor, how long have I been in a coma?" Lin Han thanked him first, and then asked the question that he was most concerned about.

"It's been two days. You've lost a lot of blood. Two days in a coma is relatively short." The doctor pointed to the bowls on his lips, "Those are the porridge my wife made for you, and your porridge today. Medicine, you should not take medicine on an empty stomach, let your daughter feed you porridge before eating."

"Uh~! My daughter?" Lin Han looked at Tweety on the edge of the bed with a face of shame, shook his head and quickly explained: "Doctor, you misunderstood, she is not my daughter."

"Oh~ isn't it?" The doctor thought for a while, and suddenly said with a smile: "So it's your sister, you two have a very good relationship, and she has been taking care of you when you were in a coma for the past two days."

"She's not my sister either..." Lin Han's mouth twitched a few times.

"Not my sister?" The doctor was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at Lin Han strangely, "Isn't she your child bride?"

Lin Han almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Child bride?
Oh my god~!What kind of imagination does this doctor have!
"Doctor, don't make wild guesses, okay, she is my master's daughter." Lin Han said dumbfounded.

"Oh~! So it's your master's daughter." The doctor also looked embarrassed, and after a few more instructions, he hurriedly left the room.

Perhaps the noise of the two talking was a bit loud, which woke up Tweet who was sleeping.

She raised her head and rubbed her eyes, and when she saw Lin Han who had sat up, she burst into tears.

"Uncle Lin, Tweety thought you would never wake up again!" She cried and lay on Lin Han's body, her tears wet the quilt.

Lin Han comforted the little girl dumbfounded, but he was thinking in his heart that he had been in a coma for two days, so Huo Yuanjia might have left Tianjin City by this time.

Looking at Tweety on his body, Lin Han could only say sorry to her in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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