PFC Chapter 518 Fu Tingyu Reattaches the Severed Arm
Chapter 518 Fu Tingyu Reattaches the Severed Arm
"Dude, you have to hang in there. Once you get through this, you'll be that charming guy again."
"A super handsome guy, so dashing!" Mu Zhen used all her strength to stop the man's left hand from moving around, constantly reassuring him, "Hold on, hold on, if you're a man, you can't say no."
Fu Tingyu struggled fiercely, not because he really wanted to stop the place that was causing him unbearable pain, but because only by constantly struggling could he alleviate some of the torment.
Mu Yunfei was responsible for pressing down on his shoulders, while Huangfu Zique and Di Tianhuang had also come over early and each held down one of his legs.
Long Yuan was like a ruthless machine; no matter how much Fu Tingyu resisted, he firmly pressed the severed arm against his shoulder.
"Ayu, bear with it and don't move around anymore, otherwise it will only prolong the healing time!" Emperor Tianhuang frowned as he looked at the wound that was difficult to reconnect.
If Fu Tingyu's movements are even slightly large, the parts he has just managed to connect will be forced to deviate.
"Think about something happy, try to distract yourself!"
Fu Tingyu's body convulsed for a few seconds before gradually calming down. He struggled to open his eyes and grinned like a madman at Di Tianhuang: "Hehehe, that farting thing of yours was quite funny!"
Emperor Tianhuang: ...
I'm tempted to just give up and ignore it.
In fact, Fu Tingyu didn't know what he was saying; he just said whatever came to mind.
What's so bad about farting? I even wet my pants before we went to the city.
Damn it, it peed on my back!
Long Yuan's hand trembled, almost causing A Yu's right arm to grow backwards from now on.
It took all of their willpower to stay away from going to see the Heavenly Emperor together.
Really? That's what I truly feel; it can't be faked.
Holy crap! Ah Huang really peed on Mu Yunya's back!
Di Tianhuang's thin lips were pressed together until they bled, and his eyes were filled with a raging storm. He had considered stopping her from finishing her sentence, but the woman had never come to see him once.
Interrupting him would only make the others think he cares a lot about this.
This time, Fu Tingyu didn't cry out in pain. He lowered his head and didn't dare to make the slightest sound.
His pain is only on one side of his body, how can it compare to someone's brain nerve pain?
Haha, Ah Huang is really going to be played to death by this woman.
Mu Zhen had no idea what terrible trouble he had caused, and his mind was still wandering to random thoughts.
Speaking of farting, I feel quite sorry for those surnamed Di.
If I had known this mind-reading ability was so shady, I wouldn't have fed him so much duckweed.
Hehehe, even with all his knowledge, Emperor Tianhuang still doesn't know that duckweed can induce farting?
He'll eat as much as you give him.
That damn mind-reading ability! 100,000 points, completely useless!
Huangfu Zique raised his shoulder and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
You brought this on yourself, so you can't blame anyone else.
Emperor Tianhuang was so angry that he laughed instead.
He had initially felt guilty towards her because of the upcoming plan, but now he felt no guilt at all.
You like playing like this, huh? Then I'll play with you until you're satisfied!
"Hmph hmph hmph!" Long Yuan's handsome face was cold and his lips were tightly closed, but a few barely suppressed whispers still betrayed his expression.
Ah Huang is so pitiful!
Either they get injured or make a fool of themselves. My God, they wet their pants! Is this something an adult should do?
He even urinated on the girl.
There's a reason why Ah Huang doesn't like Mu Yunya; no one would dare to get too close to her.
Next time might be even more tragic!
Once the bones were completely set, Long Yuan released his grip and was amazed to find that the rotting arm was twitching slightly.
Good, he didn't catch it backwards.
But Fu Tingyu's suffering had only just begun, as the pain receptors on his bones were not so fine.
The regeneration of meridians is the greatest test of a person's willpower.
Fu Tingyu could no longer sit still, so he simply lay down on the ground.
He clenched his teeth tightly, without uttering a sound.
Mu Zhen wiped his sweat with her sleeve again and again, but unexpectedly, after the pain reached its peak, the guy stopped groaning and wriggling.
It's just that the sight of his whole body convulsing is somewhat unbearable to watch.
"Why don't you keep struggling? We can hold you down." Mu Zhen was genuinely afraid that he would break down because of his pride.
Fu Tingyu's mind went blank, and the sounds around him seemed very far away.
Huangfu Zique swallowed hard. He hadn't expected that the pill wouldn't have an anesthetic effect. He quickly mouthed to Xiao Jukeng, "Can it be used for anesthesia?"
"I don't know if the two are incompatible..."
No, why use anesthesia? If you can't even handle this little bit of pain, you're dreaming of cultivating yourself.
Do you know that a single lightning strike would be dozens of times more painful than this? It's okay, you'll get used to the pain eventually.
After saying that, Little Giant Pit huddled together with Little Totoro to slurp up the fragrant soda to dispel the stench.
Xuanyuan Jinmo walked around protecting them, remaining unmoved by Fu Tingyu's predicament. Cultivators experience this level of suffering at least several times a year.
Cultivation itself is an act against the heavens, a struggle against fate, and it's not something that can be easily won.
They'll understand in time.
An hour later, Fu Tingyu lay there motionless, soaked in sweat, as if he had just been pulled from the water, like a dead fish.
"Phew, it's finally over!" Mu Zhen also lay down, panting heavily as he looked up at the blue sky.
Emperor Tianhuang sat down against Long Yuan's back, his arms limply resting on his knees, wiping the sweat from his forehead: "Quickly check if there's anything wrong with your arms!"
Fu Tingyu had never felt so exhausted. In order not to worry everyone, he struggled to sit up, raised his right arm, bent his five fingers, and then clenched them into a fist.
He twisted violently a few more times, and finally punched the ground.
Instead of getting up immediately, he muttered in the position of pounding the ground, "Hehe! My arm is finally healed!"
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.
She tilted her head and looked steadily at Mu Zhen, silently saying thank you.
Mu Zhen waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing to worry about.
You got hurt saving me, so I'm the one who should be thanking you!
Two deep, pleasant laughs escaped the man's throat. "Thank you anyway!"
Reach out your hand.
Mu Zhen grabbed his hand and pulled him up with a forceful pull: "It's time to go. Don't keep Ancestor Hong waiting too long. Can you really make a flying machine?"
"If the materials allow, even rockets can be made!" Fu Tingyu's expression was unusually gentle.
However, he didn't make any boastful claims.
Especially A Yuan and A Huang, what high-end fields haven't they dabbled in?
If time allows, within three years, they will be able to popularize mobile phones throughout the entire Magic City, and Ah Huang can draw the entire satellite structure map by himself.
Do you really think that all those tutors they hired from childhood were just to teach them literature and arts?
Technology is the main subject of their tutoring.
The future direction is mainly driven by technological development; the only way to fundamentally change the world is through technology.
Now there's another one: vigorously developing spiritual energy.
Let's see if we can artificially create a world where everyone practices cultivation.
Nothing is absolute, including the suppression of Heaven's Way. As long as the root cause of Heaven's Way's suppression is found, it can be reversed.
The first step is to collect spirit stones and spirit veins, cultivate spirit plants, and let the spirit plants release spiritual energy.