At this time, inside the private room on the second floor, the elder had removed the sleeve arrow from the man's arm. However, because the arrow had a hook at the tip, a piece of flesh was ripped out at the same time. After he had bandaged the man's arm, the elder checked his pulse and his expression became serious. He took a step back and shook his head: "I am afraid there is nothing I can do."
"Ah!"
The man couldn't help but groan and tightened his fists. The blue veins on his hands were a shocking sight.
Upon seeing this, Sage Hun Yuan's eyebrows wrung up: "He can't go on like this!"
"The cold water is here, the cold water is here!" The waiter shouted, having already prepared a bathtub of cold water ready for them to use.
Sage Hun Yuan helped the man into the tub of cold water. When he saw that there were still people around, he noticed that in addition to the elder, there were also a few middle-aged men and two or three young men and women.
