Chapter 314 Victory
Wang Xuan knew that he didn't need to do anything at this time. He just let the girl cry and let her vent her anger.

Women are indeed made of water. Tu Yingying's tears kept flowing, her heart was full of memories of her brother. It didn't take long before Wang Xuan's chest was wet.

"If I were stronger, I could save him."

Tu Yingying witnessed her brother being torn to pieces. One can imagine the pain and guilt in her heart. She could not explain to herself or her mother.

Wang Xuan patted her back, her black satin-like hair was extremely soft, and he continued to comfort and console her.

"You almost lost your life. If you hadn't been treated in time, you would have died." Wang Xuan said.

Only then did Tu Yingying remember that she had been seriously injured on the battlefield. Her soul was traumatized by a ghost jellyfish, and her body was also hit by a powerful celestial demon during the fierce battle.

"Thank you." Tu Yingying raised her head and saw that Wang Xuan's chest was wet, and then she found that she was wearing pajamas.

Wang Xuan must have put in a lot of effort to save himself.

"You should have a good rest." Wang Xuan asked her to lie down and rest. Tu Yingying needed to rest when she was physically and mentally tired. It was not suitable to reminisce about the past.

When I walked out of the room, a group of charming women with fragrant smells surrounded me. So many vixens gathered together was really a beautiful sight.

"How is Sister Yingying? Is she okay?" Tu Le asked hurriedly.

Wang Xuan closed the door and said, "It has stabilized for the time being. Let her have a good rest for a while. Don't disturb her now."

Tu Yingying is in turmoil and needs to deal with her mood by herself. No matter how much outsiders say, it will be of no use. In the end, she still has to rely on herself.

The medical department is still busy. I heard that the army has withdrawn, both ordinary soldiers and celestial immortals.

The mighty interstellar battleship docked, countless soldiers were busy, and the earthly and celestial immortals were looking for friends to see if the people they cared about were still alive.

In the space battle, the Earth civilization won a great victory and killed 150,000 monsters from the Demon Realm. This number is very terrifying. You have to know that these are earth-level or even heaven-level powers.

However, the losses of Earth civilization were also not small. More than 5,000 interstellar battleships were destroyed, 30,000 terrestrial immortals were killed, and thousands of celestial immortals fell.

"What are the losses of my Xianwu Mountain?" Wang Xuan saw Lin Xiyue again. She was still alive, which was something to be happy about.

Lin Xiyue came back from the battle, her breath still fluctuating, and said: "Two true disciples were lost, four elder disciples died in the battle, and the others are fine."

After all, the true teachings of the Immortal Holy Land are not ordinary. Their survivability and combat power are far superior to those of casual cultivators. Compared with the nearly one-tenth loss of casual cultivators, Xianwu Mountain is considered good.

This time, following the Emperor and under the care of Emperor Xuan, a group of disciples from Xianwu Mountain were safe and sound, including Lin Xiyue.

"Why don't I see Senior Brothers Zhou Chengwu and Li Zuige and the others?" Wang Xuan not only did not see his True Immortal-level senior brothers, but he also did not see his uncles and uncles.

Lin Xiyue said: "This time the Ten Thousand Demon Realm was defeated, and the True Immortals are pursuing the victory until they reach the Ten Thousand Demon Realm. I wonder what kind of storm will happen."

Looking up at the starry sky, there are countless corpses floating in it. The souls lost in the war include not only creatures from the Demon Realm, but also warriors from the Mother Planet.

Wang Xuan was delighted with the news of the Earth civilization's great victory. He had long guessed that this battle would be decided quickly, otherwise if other hostile civilizations took advantage of the situation, there would be big trouble.

When Wang Xuan returned to the medical department, he found some chaos. Liu Nan was grabbed by the collar by someone, and spit was flying on his face.

The other party was very emotional and shouted, "When my junior brother brought him here, he was still alive. How come he is dead now? What are you doing for a living?"

Behind that man, there were more than a dozen fellow disciples, all with grief-stricken looks on their faces. After all, the friendship between master and disciple was very deep, and now that they were separated by the Yin and Yang, how could they feel good?

They not only grieve for the dead, but also cry for themselves. Everyone will die one day, and they will also face death one day. After all, only a few can face it calmly, even if they are immortals.

"Life and death are determined by fate. If a doctor can save a person, it is a merit. If he cannot save the person, it can only be attributed to fate." Wang Xuan's palm had already grasped the other person's wrist, and Liu Nan immediately got rid of the predicament.

Mao Yi sneered, "Are you saying that you have no responsibility?" "If you don't send them to the medical practitioner, your fellow disciples will die. If you are seriously injured next time, please don't send them to the medical practitioner, treat them yourself." Wang Xuan said.

Saving lives and healing the wounded is the doctor's duty, but it is also a merit. People who have narrowly escaped death have survived, and nine out of ten have survived. This is the doctor's credit.

As for those who have no chance of survival, they eventually died during treatment. It was not the doctors who killed them, so there is no reason to resent them.

"What did you say!" Mao Yi was very dissatisfied with Wang Xuan's statement. What did he mean that his junior brother was going to die?

If they could put in more effort and get more capable doctors to help, their fellow disciples would have a chance of survival.

"If you find it irritating, you don't have to listen." Wang Xuan signaled Liu Nan to leave. There were too many such noises in the medical department. Everyone knew who was right and who was wrong. He was too lazy to pay attention to those who only clung to one percent of the truth.

Mao Yi said loudly: "I heard that there was a celestial demon in the Qingqiu clan. His body collapsed and his soul was shattered, but he was still saved. My junior brother was not at that level yet, so why did he die?

Why? Why did the fox live, but my fellow apprentice died? Isn't it because you medical practitioners didn't contribute?"

"You're making trouble for no reason." Wang Xuan tried his best and it took two hours to rescue Tu Yingying. It is not easy to save a fairy-level figure.

"Our energy and abilities are limited. Be thankful that there are medical practitioners in the world, otherwise the injured here will have to fend for themselves."

He also had to check on the patients he was treating and had no time to bother with the other party, so he turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, Mao Yi grabbed Wang Xuan's clothes and shouted, "Don't leave! You must give me an explanation!"

"Are you a disciple of Qinglong Sect?" Wang Xuan suddenly asked.

"Yes, so what!" Mao Yi stared at Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan said: "From now on, if you are a disciple of Qinglong Sect, I will not treat you even if you die in front of me. Get out of here!"

With a casual slap of his hands, the Chunyang cultivator was pushed out and flew dozens of meters away.

He has his own temper, and the only one who can restrain him is himself. Who the hell is this Mao Yi? !

After a round of inspection, it was found that Lao Wei, the Heavenly-Crippled Foot, and the female fairy, the Heavenly-Crippled Hand, were gathering their Qi and blood and catalyzing the growth of their flesh and blood after taking the elixir.

Unfortunately, after two or three hours, they had only completed part of the task, and they might not be able to finish it in half a day. They had already lost a lot of energy and blood, and they needed to expend blood and flesh essence to regenerate the broken limbs, so the difficulty could be imagined.

Only at this moment did they miss Wang Xuan's amazing methods more and more. As long as he made a little move, they could save countless efforts.

"Work hard on your own and you will have enough food and clothing." Wang Xuan said calmly.

He is not a genuine medical practitioner, he is just here to help. He is not bound by the rules and regulations that are extended from doctors in traditional medical practices. He acts according to his own will and is casual about things beyond his obligations.

When he pushed open the door to Tu Yingying's ward, he found a middle-aged man inside. The man was standing with his hands behind his back, while Tu Yingying lowered his head and listened to his instructions.

"Her injuries have just stabilized. Please come visit her again after some time, otherwise it will affect her recovery." Wang Xuan said.

The middle-aged man didn't even show any intention of looking back. He had a domineering air about him, which was the result of being in a high position for many years, controlling massive resources, and looking down on and ordering others around.

"Get out." The middle-aged man said coldly.

Wang Xuan was already in a bad mood because of Mao Yi, and now he met this kind of person again. He said bluntly: "I am a doctor, I am the boss here!"

"I'm her father. So what if you're a doctor? Get out!" The man's voice was filled with anger.

Wang Xuan said nothing, took a few steps back, walked out of the door, and closed it behind him.

(End of this chapter)