Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 648: Zhu Ming’s Injury

Chapter 648: Chapter 648: Zhu Ming’s Injury

He wanted to say something else.

But Uncle Du stopped him and looked at Jiangli with a smile, devoid of any compulsion in his tone or expression, "I’ve heard from Tianhai and Zhu Ming about the new Abbot at Jiaoyang Temple, who is said to have the bearing of the founding Grandmaster. I never expected to finally meet you today. Since the Abbot has come, please have a look at Zhu Ming. We are really out of options, and we hope the Abbot can save Zhu Ming’s life."

His demeanor was one of consideration for a younger relative, and he appeared to be a kind person.

Jiangli glanced at his complexion and said indifferently, "Green qi rising from the hairline to the brow indicates serious illness, unlikely to last beyond 60 days. Better arrange the affairs sooner rather than later."

Uncle Du’s face stiffened.

He could no longer maintain his smile.

"What sort of thing are you saying, girl! Our Uncle Du is the picture of health, where does this talk of serious illness come from? Don’t spout nonsense!"

The middle-aged man couldn’t hold back anymore and pointed at Jiangli’s nose, scolding her.

Jiangli narrowed her eyes slightly and swept a glance over him.

The next second...

Everyone heard a snap.

The middle-aged man’s scream erupted immediately.

"My, my hand!"

Everyone looked closely, only to see that his index finger, which he had just stretched out, suddenly bent backward at a bizarre angle, forming a right angle.

Broken to the point of no repair.

Now, it was barely held together by a layer of skin.

He cradled his own hand, his face flushed and his voice filled with agonized screams, as sweat quickly broke out all over his body.

Xun Tianhai, Xia Xin, Bai Changfeng, and others were all somewhat astonished.

Uncle Du was also stunned for a moment and then realized that Jiangli had done something.

Surprise was not absent in his heart.

Jiangli had not made a move at all, hadn’t done anything, yet had disabled his hand.

Uncle Du understood, this young lady was showing them who’s boss.

Uncle Du looked at the middle-aged man who was screaming and folded his hands in a fist and bowed towards Jiangli, "Xu Yu is my disciple, he was blind to Mount Tai and has offended the Abbot. I hope the Abbot won’t take offense to his actions."

Jiangli blinked, her lips curving into a smile, "I don’t understand what you’re talking about—I didn’t do anything."

Uncle Du paused for a second, savvy as he was, he changed his phrase, "Yes, of course, the Abbot didn’t do anything, as long as the Abbot doesn’t hold it against him, it’s fine."

Jiangli didn’t pay any more attention, glanced at Xu Yu, and then her gaze fell on Zhu Ming who was lying on the sickbed.

She stepped forward and walked over.

Seeing this, the people next to her dared not stop her and subconsciously leaned to the side, making way for her.

Xun Tianhai and Xia Xin followed her instinctively.

A few of them approached the bedside.

"Ab, Abbot..." Zhu Ming saw Jiangli, his expression tensed up.

He and Jiangli already did not get along.

Jiangli’s recent treatment of Xu Yu had left a very deep psychological scar on him.

At that moment, he inexplicably felt somewhat fearful of Jiangli.

Jiangli’s expression was indifferent, as if she had no previous quarrels with him, and calmly said, "Let me see your wound."

At her words, Zhu Ming looked somewhat uneasy but still pulled back the covers and unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the wound on his abdomen.

Jiangli frowned slightly, "With so many bandages wrapped around it, how am I supposed to take a look?"

Hearing this, Zhu Ming instinctively began to unravel them.

But the slightest movement caused him intense pain at the site of his injury.

"Better call a nurse," Xia Xin said, seeing this.

Xun Tianhai replied, "The things we need to do should not be seen by outsiders; I’ll do it."

Xia Xin thought about it and stepped aside.

Xun Tianhai moved forward, and although he did not like Zhu Ming, he still patiently began to unwrap the bandages.

Inside the bandages, there were layers of thick Purification Talismans and Hemostasis Talismans.

And looking at the form and brushwork of the Purification Talismans and Hemostasis Talismans, it was obvious that they were not done by a single person but came from several hands.