Outside the door, Wang Yifan chuckled and said: "Junior brother, don't worry. From the day the Imperial Code appeared, Yueshan County has lifted the ban on ordinary people not being able to practice. Otherwise, how can the heretical continuation method continue to this day? Those miracle doctors changed their heads.

And how to accomplish it?”

Qiu Yun was half-convinced. Those miracle doctors had secret techniques, and he could understand them.

But no one is sure whether ordinary trauma doctors will be held accountable for practicing secret techniques.

The power of life and death is always in the hands of the Qi army. No one dares to try it rashly, because the price is death, and it only happens once.

If you don't succeed, you will become shit.

Qiu Yun didn't want to leave any clues.

"Senior brother, you have a secret. If you don't pay close attention to your cultivation, you come up to me and talk nonsense. Do you think I will believe it?"

"Junior brother, if you don't believe it, you will know as soon as you open the door. As long as you hand over my junior sister's medical textbook, all the unpleasantness in the past will be wiped out."

"If senior sister had the ability that senior brother imagined, why would she be sent to the battlefield?"

If Qiu Yun doesn't fall for the trick, Wang Yifan gives him the secret of cultivation, which is definitely a trap. If he backfires, he may be reported to the Qi army and be arrested and punished.

"If junior sister has no ability, how can she cultivate talents like junior brother?"

Wang Yifan also didn't believe Qiu Yun's lies and believed that Mu Ling had studied the heretical continuation method and mastered the method of cultivation.

"Senior brother cares so much about this matter. Could it be that the secret in your hand has hidden dangers and may harm yourself during practice?"

Qiu Yun's words were like a storm, which made Wang Yifan tense up and suddenly changed his expression: "How could he know this secret? Yes, he must have encountered a similar situation while practicing."

Heresies follow one after another, and the strangeness is endless. This approach comes at an astonishing cost.

"Junior brother, if you want to know the details, you can let me in."

"I'm sleepy. I'll take a nap first. Senior brother, please feel free to do so."

Wang Yifan was so angry that he was so angry that this damn little beast dared to shut him down.

As long as he is given a chance and steps through that door, Qiu Yun will not be able to escape from his grasp.

Who would have thought that Qiu Yun wouldn't even give him a chance to enter.

After cursing and waiting for a while, Wang Yifan finally left.

Qiu Yun sat in a dark room, summarizing the information gained from communicating with Wang Yifan.

First of all, it is certain that the secret of cultivation is hidden in the heretical continuation method.

Secondly, the cost of cultivating the ‘extraordinary method’ is staggering, and one or two things can be found out from Wang Yifan’s words.

Third, the proportion of doctors who practice ‘extraordinary methods’ among the hundreds of medical clinics is currently unknown, but the Da Qi Dynasty must have known about it and acquiesced in this matter.

Qiu Yun did not dare to speculate on the purpose of the dynasty. He just wanted to live well and improve his strength when conditions allowed.

Mu Ling's 'Nine Secrets' was Qiu Yun's shortcut to the door of cultivation, but it also became the trouble that Wang Yifan never forgot.

Qiu Yun must deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise it may cause an accident.

In the early morning, the soft light shines through the window paper, quietly illuminating the environment inside the house.

Qiu Yun stood up and slept all night with the 'Nine Secrets of Strangeness' on her pillow. She felt her neck was sore.

Pushing the window open a little, Qiu Yun put on her old clothes, which were already a little too tight, and began to prepare for the new day.

Simply washing up, cleaning the room, and cleaning the knives, Qiu Yun seemed very orderly.

Picking up a whetstone from the corner, Qiu Yun took out a set of tools for suturing trauma...

Sharpening a knife is the best way to polish your mind. Whenever Qiu Yun couldn't calm down, his senior sister would ask him to sharpen his knife to smooth out the distracting thoughts in his mind one by one.

The slender lancet is Qiu Yun's commonly used knife. It is indispensable for cutting wounds and reconnecting broken limbs.

At the same time, it is also Qiu Yun's weapon.

Holding the handle of the knife, back and forth, the blade cuts across the whetstone, and the sound of the knife is like the thoughts in the heart being flattened by one knife after another.

It only took a cup of tea for Qiu Yun to go from having thoughts spinning to feeling calm.

He exerted force with both hands, evenly, and adjusted his breathing. At the moment when there were no distracting thoughts, the alien secret pattern on his left arm connected with the heart and the right arm, and the alien force opened the Jianjing point between the arms and the heart.

The cycle continues.

Qiu Yun inadvertently penetrated the left arm after fixing the pulse and opening the channel.

The range of the supernatural power has been greatly increased, and blue-black streaks appear on the surface of the left arm's skin, which are quickly becoming lighter and disappearing.

The demonic energy remaining in his left arm was defeated by the energy and blood around him and the power of the 'Nine Secrets of the Immortal'.

This was an unexpected surprise, but at this time Qiu Yun felt calm and her thoughts were clear.

The first time to set the pulse and open the channel, starting from the heart and running through the right arm.

The second time is to set the pulse and open the channel, and penetrate the left arm on the original basis.

Next, Qiu Yun still has a chance to penetrate his right foot.

The ‘Wind Wings’ on the back do not yet have a corresponding way to open the veins.

At midnight, Qiu Yun walked out of Medical Center No. 37 and headed to the cafeteria.

Here, both wounded soldiers and doctors eat two meals a day.

Before midnight in the morning, doctors are usually relatively free because it takes time to transport wounded soldiers back from the battlefield.

In the cafeteria, Qiu Yun's food intake increased significantly, which was related to his strong qi and blood and enhanced physical fitness.

Wang Yifan sat opposite Qiu Yun, drinking porridge, nibbling steamed buns, and looking at Qiu Yun intently.

"Junior brother looks good and his appetite has increased. Congratulations..."

"Senior brother, the Yintang turns black, bringing bad luck and great disaster..."

Qiu Yun's tone was cold, which made Wang Yifan tremble with anger and almost lose control of his emotions.

"Junior brother, why should you refuse someone thousands of miles away? As long as I reveal the news about junior sister's medical code, you will not survive for three days."

Wang Yifan gritted his teeth and threatened directly.

Qiu Yun's eyes were as cold as ice: "Despicable..."

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to appreciate it."

Wang Yifan was a little proud. Regardless of whether Qiu Yun admitted it or not, as long as he leaked the news, it would be a fatal blow to Qiu Yun.

"Later, A-character Prison, time to get medicine."

Qiu Yun walked away with a puff of her sleeves, her angry and helpless look made Wang Yifan feel happy.

"You still can't escape my grasp after all."

At three o'clock in the morning, wounded soldiers were being pulled back one after another by bullock carts.

The bright red blood drips from the dust and mud, embellishing the past like blossoming plum blossoms.

On the street and outside the hospital, many doctors whispered, feeling emotional and worried.

Qiu Yun stood at the door of the medical center, numb and silent.

Carloads of wounded soldiers were quickly sent to the nearby area, and he picked out a man with disabled limbs and carried him back.

Check wounds, write medical records, wear jade plaques, carry tools...

This is a standard procedure and is necessary for taking medicine.

With the jade plaque and medical records, Qiu Yun entered the Demon Suppression Department.

In Cell No. 39 of Jiazi Prison, Qiu Yun met Wang Yifan, accompanied by Chen Baimo.

"Did you bring something?"

Wang Yifan's eyes were eager and a little anxious.

Qiu Yun's face was gloomy, and he asked instead: "You have the 'Special Force Acupuncture Manual' written by the miracle doctor, why do you still want to seek something from your senior sister?"

"You take it out first..."

"No, please make it clear first!"

Seeing Qiu Yun's attitude, Wang Yifan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Chapter completed!