Li Feng accelerated the blood circulation in his body through the medicine bath, allowing the medicinal power to travel throughout, achieving several times the effect of healing the injury.
Of course, this is something only Li Feng dares to play with; without sufficient skill, playing like this would only bring about one's own demise.
As the silver needle expelled the congestion from his chest, the injury was no longer as terrifying as before.
Li Feng took a breath and felt much more at ease. After all, taking a deep breath previously would trigger the internal lung injury, causing a dull pain.
At this rate, in a few more days, he should be about seventy to eighty percent recovered.
As for the external injuries, they look more frightening than they are harmful.
After re-bandaging, Li Feng left the Medicine King Pavilion under Wu Qi's somewhat resentful gaze.
At a film studio outside Sea City.
