"Gah!! Karma!! Seriously injured!!"

The crow stumbled in and fell to the ground. The feathers on its wings had fallen off, and blood flowed all over his body. He crawled on the ground with his wings with difficulty:

"Quick! Quick!"

"Class B team member! Seriously injured...!" He shouted, his voice slowly dropped, his head tilted, and he fell unconscious on the floor.

"Gah!" The black-clothed swordsman flew over worriedly, leaned next to the seriously injured bird, and combed his hair with his beak.

"Tsk!" The doctor exclaimed, immediately threw the prescription aside, turned around and ran towards the door of the doctor's office!

"That Yin! Come here and help!"

"coming!!"

Boom, boom, boom! !

The two people ran out in a hurry.

Shang Quannai stood up, squinting his eyes and looking at the swordsman lying outside the door, blood spreading under him.

Through the transparent world, Shang Quanna clearly saw the injury of the "B" player.

——Large area of ​​abdominal tear, exposing organs.

——With the current medical level, I’m afraid I won’t live long.

He casually picked up a roll of cloth tape from the shelf nearby.

And dragged a stretcher and walked towards the door.

The doctor squatted down and briefly judged the injury, then immediately shouted to Captain Yin: "Go get the cloth tape quickly..."

"Here." Shang Quannai held a bundle of cloth and handed it to the doctor from behind.

The doctor glanced at Shang Quannai in surprise, then took the cloth bandage and skillfully wrapped it several times around the Class B player's abdomen, briefly stabilizing the broken abdomen.

Blood stains were faintly exposed from under the cloth belt.

"Here, bend his legs a little." The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Yin in front of him.

Yin listened to the doctor's words and obediently bent the swordsman's legs, and then the two of them worked together to move him to a stretcher nearby.

Shang Quanna watched the two men carrying the seriously injured team member into the house and sighed softly.

"...A second-class member?"

Although it is unclear what the current scale of the Demon Slayer Corps is, at any time, members of the "B" class who are close to "A" can exist as Hashira's stepsons.

In other words - he is a reserve member of the next generation pillar.

Yin San was standing in the corner. He was holding up the scarred Yao Ya with his palms and bandaging it carefully:

"What happened? Why were you so seriously injured?"

The bird looked very tired. The feathers on his wings had fallen off, revealing a deep wound: "I met a...very powerful...ghost..."

"...The perception ability is also very powerful...In an instant...I was knocked down..."

"...Fortunately, it's daybreak...otherwise...cough cough cough!!" The bird crow said with difficulty and trembling, coughing up a few blood clots.

"Stop talking now and take a rest." The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead. His back was soaked with sweat.

He faced the team member who was lying on the bed, with a hole in his abdomen, which was wrapped in a simple ring shape with cloth strips.

The doctor turned around and took out a bottle of soju from the cabinet beside him.

Then, he poured it into the mouth of the semi-conscious Class B team member.

"Gudu! Gudu!" The team members who still had some consciousness drank the soju in large gulps, and then looked at the doctor with sleepy eyes.

At this time, Shang Quannai came over. He looked at the players lying on the bed with their torn team uniforms stained with blood.

-The heart is beating rapidly.

- He is dying.

Snapped!

At this time, the team member grabbed the arm of the doctor on the side. Blood spilled from his mouth. He said tremblingly:

"Doctor...physician..."

"I...my name is...Takehara..."

"...I know...I'm going to die."

Takehara said the last sentence extremely calmly. He suppressed the blood that surged into his throat and said with difficulty:

"Please tell...Master Purgatory..."

"...I am...honored...to join the...ghost...killing ahem!!"

"Ahem...I...don't regret it."

The doctor looked at Takehara clutching his arm tightly, looked at his firm yellow eyes, and nodded solemnly: "Yes! I will definitely do it!"

"So!" The doctor's frown concealed helplessness and helplessness. He held Takehara's hand and said forcefully: "Please don't give up!"

He held Takehara's hand tightly, and tears filled his eyes unconsciously.

He studied medicine, and yes, he could treat many common injuries.

In this era of war and other people still using various kinds of excrement to stop bleeding, this is already a great thing.

However, in the Demon Slayer Corps, his medical skills are often useless.

The wounded sent by the Demon Slayer Corps were either missing arms or legs, or were half-mutilated.

Many times, he could only watch helplessly as seriously injured team members gradually died in pain.

Shang Quanna stood aside, looking at Takehara who was looking at the ceiling with distracted eyes, and narrowed his eyes to take a look at his muscle condition.

"Do you want to live?"

Shang Quanna looked at Takehara's distracted eyes and said coldly.

Takehara had lost too much blood. From being scratched to supporting himself and running here, he had exhausted all his strength.

As his vision gradually blurred, Takehara relied on the hope of survival and squeezed out a mouthful of old blood from his throat hoarsely:

"Ugh cough cough..."

Blood gushed out, mixing with tears along the corners of his mouth, and slowly flowed down.

"That's it..."

Shang Quanna's expression remained unchanged. He stretched out a finger and slowly placed it on Takehara's other palm under the doctor's helpless and confused expression.

Poof!

Poke it in hard!

Gudu!

A small stream of blood flowed into Takehara's arm along Shang Quanna's fingers!

"What are you doing?!" The doctor reacted, stood up angrily, and reached out angrily to push Shang Quannai.

And this time!

"Cough cough cough!! Cough cough!!" Takehara, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly coughed violently in pain! Black blood kept flowing out of his mouth!

"What's wrong?!" The doctor was stunned, and quickly turned around and held down Takehara who was struggling on the hospital bed.

Shang Quanna stood behind the doctor, squinting his eyes and looking at Takehara's body.

The broken muscles are constantly recovering, and the wounds on the abdomen are slowly stopping bleeding.

He didn't turn into a ghost, but his physique was enhanced.

However, because the injury was too serious, the impact of his own blood on him may be weakened after this recovery.

He only gave Takehara a maximum of 5-8ml of blood. After several previous experiences, he is now very skilled.

And Takehara's violent cough now was just to expel the coagulated blood in his body.

As a result, under the horrified gaze of the doctor, Takehara became more energetic as he coughed, and finally sat up and coughed violently toward the outside of the bed.

"Cough cough cough!!"

The doctor worriedly wanted to step forward to check, but was blocked by Takehara's outstretched hand.

He covered his mouth with a piece of cloth and said clearly to the doctor: "No, it's okay, I'll do it myself."

After saying that, he was stunned for a moment.

The doctor also looked at Takehara sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze.

The seriously injured Yan Ya on the side looked at Shang Quannai as if he had seen a ghost.

"Gah!!! What a ghost!"

Many people have asked about the release date, and I don’t know the specific release time, but it won’t be available within this week.

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