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After saying that, Lu Zhinan picked up the clean towel, dipped it in the wine and washed Fang Miaomiao's wounds once again. Afterwards, he took the embroidery needle and soaked it in wine. Looking at the colorful embroidery threads, he raised his eyebrows.

The catgut is tough and elastic, and sutures are most appropriate. This embroidery line was probably impossible.

Lu Zhinan thought for a while, before picking a strand of black hair from his hair bun. With a slight force on his wrist, his black hair landed on his palm. He placed the black hair inside the wine and soaked it. Then, he dug out a few strands and inserted them into the embroidery needle. He then started to stitch the wound on Fang Miaomiao's body.

Fang Miaomiao closed her eyes tightly, completely unconscious. However, her movements were very light, and she landed on her back like a dragonfly touching the water, afraid that she would hurt her again.

When the last needle was finished, Lu Zhinan heaved a long sigh of relief. The sweat on his back had even soaked his inner clothes.

Lu Zhinan nodded and said: ”I'm done.”

Qingyuan immediately helped Fang Miaomiao change into a clean set of clothes, but when her hand inadvertently brushed across Fang Miaomiao's chest, she felt that something was amiss, and her heart immediately sunk. ”Young Marquis, Heavenly Master Fang, she …”

Lu Zhinan continued: ”What's wrong?”

Lu Zhinan's expression changed greatly as he replied in a low voice, ”Impossible.”

As he said that, he placed his hand on Fang Miaomiao's neck.

Lu Zhinan was stunned, all the blood in his body seemed to congeal in an instant, even his fingertips were numb.

Without a heartbeat, without a pulse, what did this mean?

This meant that Fang Miaomiao was already dead.

How could this be?

Lu Zhinan felt that his heart had lost its usual rhythm. When she laughed, when she was cold, when she was angry, and every moment that they spent together, it was always clear to see.

Qingyuan was the first to recover from her shock. As if she remembered something, she grabbed Fang Miaomiao's bursa and opened it in a flurry, pouring out everything inside. Bottles, cans, and Yellow Talisman s were spread all over the table.

”Zhang Lu Shan Guang Yang Monastery Daoist Master Chen is Heavenly Master Fang's senior sister. She is an alchemist who specializes in alchemy and is the best alchemist in the world. Heavenly Master Fang would definitely have a pill to revive him from the dead. Yes, the descendant of the True Immortal Guangyang, could have died that easily. ”

As Qingyuan spoke, she would flip through the pile of porcelain bottles, but there were no words on the bottles. She opened the bottle, and although there were pills inside, she didn't know which one was right and which was which.

Qingyuan said with a sullen face, ”Young Marquis, what do we do? How could Heavenly Master Fang die? This is just a superficial wound. Three years ago, when he was fighting with the centipede essence, she injured all the meridians in his body and they were all still in good condition … ”Could it be the centipede poison …”

Lu Zhinan was like a statue of clay, dazed. He did not even hear a single word from Qing Yuan.

Seeing that he could not depend on her, she gritted her teeth and pushed him away. She released her palms horizontally and channeled her spirit energy, causing a blue light to envelop Fang Miaomiao. After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Qingyuan withdrew her spirit energy and took another look at Fang Miaomiao's pulse, but it still didn't pulse at all.