"Grass!"

In the hospital room, once everyone had left, Bidegla cursed loudly.

Originally, his mood was fine, but after seeing so many people come to visit him, he felt exceptionally terrible.

His left arm was useless, and from now on, he would be disabled. This disability would accompany him for the rest of his life, and just the thought of it made his mood even worse.

Releasing a long sigh, Bidegla wanted to practice, but he couldn't find the peace of mind to do so.

"Bidegla." At this moment, another woman, Jennie Laura, appeared at the door.

She was carrying some fruit in her hands, with tears on her face.

In fact, she had received the news early and rushed here, but Bidegla was still unconscious at that time, and no one could see him except the nurse.

She had coincidentally gone out to buy things, which delayed her arrival. Now, looking at Bidegla lying on the hospital bed, Jennie Laura felt her heartache like a knife twisting inside her, unable to hold back her tears.

"Jennie, sister." Seeing the woman standing at the door, Bidegla also smiled.

In this moment, his raging heart gradually calmed down, as if Jennie Laura exuded a tranquility that made it impossible for him to be angry.

She was the most beautiful woman Bidegla had ever seen, and she was his girlfriend now.

He would never be angry with his own Jennie.

Hearing Bidegla's words, Jennie Laura rushed to Bidegla's side in three steps, embracing his head in her arms.

"Bidegla, you don't need to worry. I have already used the family's influence to hire the most famous orthopedic surgeon in the world to treat you. You must not give up," Jennie Laura said, her voice choked with emotion.

Like Shina Macai, she felt extremely guilty, because it was not only Shina Macai who had to make Bidegla act, but also her. Now that Bidegla had become like this, besides actively helping him with treatment, the only thing she could give him was a warm embrace.

"I didn't say I want to give up," Bidegla said, his voice sounding strange because his head was almost buried in Jennie Laura's bosom.

The two soft mounds kept pressing against Bidegla's face, causing a reaction below, but he didn't ask Jennie Laura to let go. Being held in her arms, Bidegla felt an unprecedented warmth.

This feeling was something no woman except his mother had given him. At this moment, it was as if he was being held by a sister, with no trace of violence in his heart.

Even as Jennie Laura's palm gently caressed Bidegla's head, his desires gradually dissipated. He could feel Jennie's care for him, so he didn't want to break this rare moment of warmth.

"As long as you actively participate in the treatment, there is still hope for your injury to heal. We must not give up, understand?" Jennie Laura said softly.

"Mmm," Bidegla nodded, then took a deep breath, nuzzling his head in Jennie Laura's embrace.

*Cough*... Just then, a cough suddenly came from the doorway, startling Jennie Laura and Bidegla awake.

The arrival of Stuart Buzer, accompanied by a stern elder, none other than Gu Jianchou, caused a stir. It was Gu Jianchou who had come to Bidegla's aid the last time he was injured, so seeing him filled Bidegla's heart with hope.

Given the current medical conditions, Bidegla had no confidence in traditional treatments. He knew that rejuvenating broken bones was nearly impossible. Orthopedic specialists and artificial bones seemed futile, especially for the crucial skeletal junction of the shoulder and arm. Bidegla was skeptical.

However, upon seeing Gu Jianchou, a wave of emotion stirred within him. Gu Jianchou was the most renowned healer in the Hanxia region, sought after even by figures like Huachang. Perhaps he could offer a solution to heal Bidegla's arm.

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"Junior brother," Stuart Buzer hurriedly called out to the bedridden Bidegla.

"Senior brother," Bidegla responded to Stuart Buzer's words.

While Stuart Buzer's condition was comparatively better, he, too, had one arm suspended, indicating a serious injury.

"My injury is nothing to worry about," Stuart Buzer reassured Bidegla, noticing his gaze on the bandaged arm. "It was just a graze from a bullet. I'll be fine in a few days."

"Master," Stuart Buzer then turned to Gu Jianchou, as if struck by a sudden thought. "Master, can you heal junior brother's injury?"

"I'll have to examine it first," Gu Jianchou remained stoic as ever, devoid of any smile. His purpose in coming here today was to treat Bidegla's injury. Without further ado, he approached the bed and began unraveling the bandages wrapped around Bidegla's shoulder.

The unwrapping process was excruciating, as the blood-soaked bandages had solidified into a stiff mass. With each tug, Bidegla's complexion grew paler.

Bidegla gritted his teeth and endured the pain without a sound.

In less than half a minute, the bandages were completely removed, revealing the horrifying wound on Bidegla's shoulder.

"Agh!" Jennie Laura, witnessing the gruesome blood hole in Bidegla's shoulder, covered her mouth in disbelief. The shoulder was almost completely pierced, barely held together by a thin strip of flesh and blood. Jennie Laura even feared that a slight pull could tear the arm off.

"Junior brother, hold on. Master will surely find a way," Stuart Buzer reassured Bidegla, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Master, can you heal me?" Despite the intense pain from the wound, Bidegla inquired.

Gu Jianchou remained silent in response to Bidegla's question, furrowing his brow deeply. After about a minute, he finally exhaled and said, "It is possible, but it will be very troublesome."

"Then, please, master, save him quickly," Stuart Buzer expressed his surprise upon hearing Gu Jianchou's words, knowing that his master never spoke falsely. If he said he could heal, then he could.

"I will intervene, but I have a condition," Gu Jianchou spoke, standing tall and emanating an aura of profound mystery, making it difficult for anyone to meet his gaze.

"What condition?" Bidegla, upon hearing that there was hope for his recovery, was filled with excitement, almost sitting up in bed.

"The terms are quite simple: you must become my true disciple and practice the techniques of our sect in order for me to heal you. If not, I will not intervene," Guìjiànchóu spoke, casting a glance at Bidegla before slowly withdrawing his gaze. Originally, he had set the goal for Bidegla to become his disciple only after reaching the level of internal strength. However, Bidegla's injuries were too severe, and if not treated promptly, they would be beyond repair once his flesh and blood had healed. His silence for a minute was actually him considering this issue. Just now, he had already taken Bidegla as his disciple based on his outstanding performance, breaking a major precedent. If it weren't for Bidegla's previous behavior satisfying him, he could have easily walked away and ignored Bidegla. Guìjiànchóu's words brought a sudden silence to the entire room, and Stuart Buzer had not expected his master to take Bidegla as his disciple at this moment. After all, he had been an outer disciple under Guìjiànchóu for more than ten years, and this moment left him extremely surprised. On the other hand, Jennie Laura looked puzzled, not knowing what had happened. "The disciple has not yet reached the level of internal strength," Bidegla finally spoke after a long silence, his face filled with shame. "Although you have not reached internal strength, you have already achieved the level of external strength. Given time, I believe you can achieve internal strength as well," Guìjiànchóu spoke. "Now, bow to me as your master and I will heal you. If you do not, I am powerless." At this point, the meaning was already quite clear: Guìjiànchóu wanted to take Bidegla as a closed-door disciple in advance, offering treatment in exchange for discipleship. Following Guìjiànchóu's guidance, Bidegla carefully practiced the techniques, and his cultivation had indeed broken through to external strength, with the restraints on him disappearing at some point. "Senior brother, help me up," Bidegla suddenly spoke, prompting Stuart Buzer to react. "Alright." Seeing that Bidegla was really going to bow to his master, Stuart Buzer quickly came to Bidegla's side and helped him up from the bed. It was a struggle for Bidegla to get from the bed to the ground, and his legs immediately knelt down. "This..." Seeing this scene, Stuart Buzer's face showed a hint of embarrassment. Bidegla still had injuries, with his left hand almost entirely hanging from his shoulder. With his huge movement, blood flowed from his shoulder. In just a few seconds, Bidegla's robe was already stained red with blood. "Bidegla..." Seeing this scene, Jennie Laura anxiously called out, not knowing what had happened at all. She wanted to help Bidegla up but was stopped by Bidegla. With a respectful expression on his face, Bidegla ignored his shoulder issue, enduring the intense pain and fiercely knocking his head on the ground. Since he was going to bow to his master, the etiquette of bowing must not be lacking. Guìjiànchóu did not stop any of this, not even changing his expression. Watching Bidegla endure the intense pain to pay his respects, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. Many people had wanted to become his disciples, but he had not agreed. What was happening now completely violated the rules of the sect in accepting disciples. With a resounding thud, Bidegla's forehead turned red, indicating how hard he had just struck. Bidegla did not hesitate and knocked his head down a second time. After three consecutive knocks, Bidegla felt dizzy, and if Stuart Buzer had not held him, he might have collapsed at that moment.

"Bidegla...I come to pay my respects to the master," Bidegla spoke with great reverence in his voice.