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Douluo: Mistakenly Thought Bibi Dong as my Sister

Ye Tian journeyed across Douluo, while his elder sister served as a maid in Wuhun Hall. Their communication was limited to letters. After five years, she finally returned. Ye Tian estimated that Wuhun Palace would be completed within three years. Gathering his courage, he addressed his sister, "Sister, within three years, Bibi Dong will perish, and Spirit Hall will fall. Amidst the turmoil, let us remain in the East China Sea and refrain from venturing out." His sister was momentarily stunned before nodding in agreement. Ye Tian: "This sister is weird!" After some time, the beautiful sister smiled casually: "Stop pretending, let's have a showdown, I am Bibi Dong This is not my story and is written by a Chinese Author. I came across this fanfic a few days ago and it was one of the few decent Douluo fanfics out there but it was really annoying to translate every page into English. Machine Translation is annoying and translating every single page takes too much time to read. So I thought of translating this novel into English. I hope you like it. It is not a perfect translation as I am not a native English speaker myself, but it is somewhat bearable. For those who want to read the original, the link is https://m.uuks.org/b/51389/

Lost_One_01 · アニメ·コミックス
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30 Chs

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"Spirit?" Chen Jian shook his head, showing embarrassment: "The farm is full of farmers, and no one drinks, so there is no reserve."

"This is going to be difficult." Ye Tian sighed lightly, checking Xiaoxin's pulse, the other party couldn't last long.

With a sigh, Hu Liena stood up and asked, "Did the anesthesia make her fall into a coma? If so, I can try."

Ye Tian's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."

"Okay." Hu Liena walked up to Xiaoxin with long white legs, bent down, and pressed her slender hands on top of her head.

He said silently in his heart: "The second soul skill, Charm."

A streak of pink soul power, centered on her right index finger, rippled on Xiaoxin's body, covering her whole body.

As soon as the skill came out, Xiaoxin's chest heaving gradually calmed down.

This is the role of charm, which can make the opponent fall into a short-term coma, which has the same effect as anesthetics.

"Okay." Hu Liena stood up and said easily.

For her, this little matter was a matter of little effort.

Ye Tian's attention was all on Xiaoxin, after hearing that Hu Liena next to her confirmed that the anesthesia was completed.

Immediately, he manipulated the Taiyi Divine Needle to bridge the damaged meridians in Xiaoxin's cerebral cortex.

Under Ye Tian's operation, several thin lines of soul power that were thinner than hair appeared on the tip of the Taiyi Divine Needle.

These thin lines of soul power are extremely tenacious.

It can stay in the human body for half a month. After half a month, it will slowly dissipate and turn into nourishment for the body. It is the best suture.

In Ye Tian's mind, after determining the meridian suture route.

Take a deep breath and close your eyes.

Relying entirely on the memory circuit of mental power to suture the damaged meridians.

In the depths of Xiaoxin's cerebral cortex, the thin golden thread is like a wandering elf, shuttling back and forth on the meridians.

5 minutes later.

The two broken meridians were finally stitched together, seamlessly. On Ye Tian's forehead, a fine layer of sweat had already appeared.

Although the time is short, each line requires a great deal of mental strength to control.

Even if he possesses the top-level Wuhun Taiyi Shenzhen, if he doesn't have strong mental power to rely on, he might faint at this moment.

Hu Liena, who had been staring at Ye Tian, saw that the stitching was complete.

Taking out a handkerchief with the scent of honeysuckle, helping him wipe off the fine sweat on his forehead, he raised his head and asked, "How is Xiaoxin?"

Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm out of danger for the time being, but she lost too much blood."

Hearing this, Chen Jian's heart tightened: "Xiaoxin has lost too much blood, and I'm afraid he will die soon."

Ye Tian glanced at Chen Jian and said, "So, she needs a blood transfusion to survive."

"Blood transfusion?" Chen Jian was surprised: "Master, can you still give Xiaoxin a blood transfusion?"

This is something that has never appeared in medical books.

It is only recorded in medical books that if a person loses too much blood, he will undoubtedly die.

It was never mentioned that he could continue his life with blood transfusions.

As expected of Master Ye Tian, he knows a lot.

Hu Liena stretched out her arms with a pained expression on her face: "I'm a girl just like her"

To save the little sister in front of me.

It's worth losing some blood.

This made Ye Tian laugh: "Not everyone's blood can be used. Blood is also divided into types. Only blood of the same type can be transfused with each other."

"Generally speaking, the models between parents and children have an inheritance relationship and have the highest chance of matching."

Hu Liena nodded half-understanding: "I see, but how to test the blood type? Isn't the blood all red?"

Can't figure it out, brother Ye Tian knows a lot, and it's all knowledge that she has never heard of.

"Of course, it's invisible to the naked eye." Ye Tian chuckled, "However, due to the special nature of my martial soul, it's not difficult to test out the type of blood."

Hearing Ye Tian's words, Ashin tremblingly walked forward, stretched out his hand, and said, "Master Ye Tian, smoke me. As long as it can save my daughter, you can smoke as much as you want."

"And me." Xiaoxin's mother gave Xiaoxin a tender look and said firmly.

Ye Tian shook his head: "Xiaoxin needs at least 2000 milliliters of blood, and if your blood types match, you can only contribute 200 milliliters."

The civilians in this era are emaciated due to malnutrition. Two hundred milliliters of blood is already the limit. Any more, and it should be detrimental to health.

Ye Tian said to Chen Jian: "Old Chen, go and call the farm staff to come and donate blood."

Chen Jian nodded: "Okay."

Many of the farm staff have seen the lively and lovely Xiaoxin.

And Ye Tian suggested that blood donation is very enthusiastic.

Ye Tian used the Divine needle to test one by one and quickly collected the blood needed. He didn't let the staff bleed in vain. He secretly instructed Chen Jian, the person in charge of the farm, to give each blood donor two gold soul coins at the end of the month.

Two gold soul coins are enough to feed a family of five for five months.

It is several times the monthly wages of farm workers.

This move can also be regarded as a reward for caring people.

He put the blood bag aside and focused on Xiaoxin again.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "The next step is to sew up the wound on his chest."

He used a sharp knife to cut open the clothing that had been clotted with blood and flesh.

Wash the wound with a small amount of water.

On the white skin, there is an attack mark with three claw marks, which is particularly eye-catching.

This made Ashin and his wife couldn't help crying, turned around and couldn't bear to look directly.

Even Hu Liena turned her head away, obviously, such a young child really shouldn't have to go through such a miserable thing.

Although the claw marks are eye-catching and deep, they are skin trauma after all.

This kind of injury is the easiest for Ye Tian to deal with. He first used the golden soul power to help nourish the flesh and blood.

A pair of slender hands, pinching the Taiyi needle, quickly walked over the wound.

In less than 3 minutes, the three wounds on Xiaoxin's chest were sutured.

And if you don't look carefully, you won't see the wound at all.

Girls always love beauty, and Ye Tian also took care of this, and the stitches were very delicate so that no scars would be left in the future.

Then, he took out a slender bamboo tube and pierced Xiaoxin's wrist, connected it with the blood bag, and transfused Xiaoxin's blood.

The reason why bamboo pipes are used is also helpless.

On the Douluo Continent, there is no medical plastic hose infusion device.

Had to use a bamboo tube instead.

Ye Tian explained to Ashin and his wife: "Xiaoxin is safe and sound. With her current physical condition, she cannot move."

"Your home is too far away from the farm, let Xiaoxin live on the farm first."

Ashin and his wife were so grateful that they were speechless for a while.

He knelt down again, and kowtowed again and again, talking about being a cow and a horse.

Ye Tian looked at the two of them, secretly sighed, and shook his head. They are the low-level civilians in the Douluo Continent, a tragic portrayal. The colorful world of soul masters and nobles has nothing to do with them.

Sometimes even the most common steamed buns are unaffordable. The only function of existence is to create a few more gold soul coins for the nobles.

To him, saving Xiaoxin was just a matter of little effort.

It's just that on the Douluo Continent, people from other regions, the miserable civilians who are bullied by the hateful soul master nobles, who will save them?

Thinking of this, Ye Tian unconsciously felt deeply sad.

Being able to stay on the coast of the East Sea and protect my sister well is probably the limit. For other things, he can only mourn in silence, but there is nothing he can do. at this time.

There was a chaotic sound from outside the small yard of the farm.

The farm staff stopped him in a panic: "This is the residence of Young Master Ye Tian, you are not allowed to go in."

"Get out!" A dark and evil voice came: "The grandson of the master of the Martial Soul Branch in Donghai City, you fucking dare to block the way of Mr. Zhou? What Young Master Ye, in front of Mr. Zhou, everything is rubbish!"