"Please go to the kitchen and get me a pot of alcohol," Jiangli pointed towards the direction of the kitchen, "It's going to hurt even more soon, I'm afraid he can't take it, we need to think of something."
Following her words, Lin Yurong glanced at Xia Xin on the bed.
Xia Xin's body was constantly twitching, probably in unbearable pain.
Lin Yurong didn't know what Jiangli was going to do, but listening to the Abbot's words was certainly right. She obediently agreed, "I'll go right now."
Jiangli nodded her head.
After Lin Yurong left, she sat down beside the bed, watching Xia Xin, to prevent him from having any reactive outbursts due to the unbearable pain.
Meanwhile.
In the neighboring meditation room, Yao Xuanhang and Cui Wenzhe had returned but did not immediately go to sleep; both of them just sat in the room.
But there was nothing in this meditation room except for a bed.
