As Lu Wuming's words fell, the young man immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. He nudged the man beside him and said earnestly, "This is the most tragic character in the novel. He has no ill intentions, just immense misfortune. I think we can resolve this through communication, so perhaps you shouldn't make a move?"
The man did not reply.
He simply looked into Lu Wuming's eyes and said seriously, "If I don't make a move, he will kill us. He's serious. Or do you think he's so pitiful that you intend to die in his stead?"
"Of course, that's not what I mean. Why are you joking at a time like this?" The young man glared at the man, earning a light chuckle in return.
Then, the young man turned back towards Lu Wuming, pursed his lips, and decided to try diplomacy first. "Lu Wuming, don't get agitated. Let me introduce myself, my name is You Siqi, and I write story scripts. The person beside me is Shen Muzhi, a physician, and my current partner. We bear no ill will towards you, so if you don't mind, can we coexist peacefully?"
Lu Wuming remained expressionless.
He had no interest in what these two people were called.
He only wanted to die with his master, anything else…
No!
Lu Wuming suddenly frowned. He felt he had grasped the only significant point in the young man's rambling speech.
Looking up in Shen Muzhi's direction, he asked word by word, "You are a physician?"
"That's right, I'm from Medicine Master Valley. Healing and saving lives are indeed our primary cultivation techniques. I wonder why you ask, Daoist friend?" Shen Muzhi didn't know why the other party was asking him this, but he himself wasn't very fond of fighting, so resolving issues through words was indeed the best approach.
The profession of "physician" was something Liu Buli had taught Lu Wuming about.
Lu Wuming remembered that Liu Buli had told him back then that the miraculous aspect of this profession was its ability to turn ordinary people into "monsters" like Lu Wuming.
Simply put, they could heal wounds.
They could bring the dying back to life.
In short, they were incredibly powerful. Good physicians were omnipotent in healing and saving lives.
At the time, Lu Wuming had just found it novel. But now, recalling Liu Buli's words, his eyes lit up with renewed anticipation.
He grabbed Shen Muzhi's arm and forcibly dragged him to Liu Buli's side. Pointing at the now-cold body, Lu Wuming asked urgently, "Can you save him? I mean, can you make him live again?"
Shen Muzhi never expected that a tense confrontation would suddenly turn into a medical drama.
However, a physician's heart is benevolent.
Even if Lu Wuming hadn't said anything, he couldn't have just ignored the patient before him.
He crouched down to touch Liu Buli's body, but before he could, a sharp blade appeared at his neck.
Shen Muzhi sighed with a wry smile, "Do you want me to save him, or do you want to kill me? Perhaps you should decide clearly before speaking?"
Lu Wuming froze.
He didn't actually know how physicians healed, he just didn't want anyone else to touch his light, so he had acted instinctively.
His fingers, still at Shen Muzhi's neck, did not retract. Lu Wuming thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you need to touch his body to treat him?"
"Then how else do you expect me to treat him?" Shen Muzhi sighed. "There are indeed some cultivation techniques that don't require touching others to heal injuries, but those are for simple, easily handled external wounds. Look at him now. I can't even tell if he's alive or dead. If you don't let me touch him, how can I save him?"
He spoke earnestly.
Lu Wuming pondered. He didn't know if it made sense, but he could tell that the man didn't seem to be lying.
So…
Could he trust him, just this once?
Lu Wuming hesitated for a moment. You Siqi also came over. "Wuming, I know you don't understand how doctors treat people, but you'd better trust him a little. He's the best physician in the world. You can rest assured leaving the patient to him. And you'd better not delay too much, otherwise…"
He didn't finish his sentence, as Lu Wuming had already retracted his hand.
He believed You Siqi's words.
Or rather, at this moment, even if he didn't believe them, he truly had no other options.
Shen Muzhi glanced back at the two of them before turning his attention back to Liu Buli. In fact, with a brief look, he had already seen that the man was extremely severely injured.
Given such injuries and no treatment, Shen Muzhi had initially thought he would have been long dead. But as he reached out and sent his spiritual energy through the man's body, his eyes widened in surprise.
Without even looking back at the two, he directly pulled out his medical kit from his Qiankun bag and began treating Liu Buli's wounds. As he worked, he said, "This person's willpower is truly remarkable. He actually used his spiritual energy to seal the wound on his heart. He's still breathing. With some effort, I might be able to wake him up, but bringing him back to life is probably unlikely."
"Why?" Lu Wuming frowned and asked, "Didn't you say he could wake up? If he can wake up, why can't he live?"
Shen Muzhi sighed. "It seems he consumed some improper elixir, and all his internal organs have exceeded their limits. I can heal his wounds, but I can't help him with the damage caused by breaking through his limits. I can't treat injuries to his internal organs. At most, I can wake him up. Is he your family? If so, he might be able to say a few last words to you."
He was speaking the truth.
However, he didn't tell Lu Wuming that the last part was merely the best-case scenario, which might occur only with good fortune.
The air instantly became stagnant. After a long pause, Lu Wuming's voice rang out. "If his internal organs were replaced, could he survive?"
"That would be possible, but where would you get them?" Shen Muzhi shook his head. "Other things might be manageable, but a heart, if you take someone else's, that person will die. If you intend to kill someone to save him, I will definitely not save him anymore. So…"
He didn't get to finish his sentence before he fell silent, staring in Lu Wuming's direction.
He watched as Lu Wuming plunged his blade-like fingers into his own chest and slowly pulled out a fresh, still-beating heart.
With a joyful and expectant smile on his face, Lu Wuming said, "Use mine. Use all of mine. I'll give it all to him, anything, all of it."