Chapter 36: Medical Saint

Li Ziyu would definitely not agree to Wei Ya being stationed in the inhospitable place of Cunjin Peak. As far as she knew, that place was not under the jurisdiction of Nantianmen at all, but a place that was leased ten years ago.

In name, it was the last place where the Yinxiao Sect lived. After all, there was still the nominal young sect of the Yinxiao Sect living on this barren mountain.

Although the Yinxiao Sect has been destroyed, the roots of the tree remain. A behemoth like the Yinxiao Sect will naturally have some legacy that does not forget its original intention.

Although under the joint "pursuit" of certain forces, many old members of the Yinxiao Sect with advanced cultivation levels died or went into hiding, they are like weeds that cannot be burned away by wildfire and cannot be completely eradicated.

And the nominal young sect of Yinxiao Sect fell into the hands of Nantianmen. He was indispensable. He could imitate the ancients and do something similar to blackmail.

In the drama of "holding the emperor hostage to order the princes", Brigadier Bao completely devoured most of the forces.

But what was unexpected was that the Young Sect of the Yinxiao Sect, Youshan, somehow convinced Zhang Yangguan, the headmaster of the Nantianmen, to pass the position of the Young Sect to You Chuiyun, who was less than ten years old, and then left the human race and went to the Demon Realm.

This led to You Chuiyun's tragic end. You are a waste who doesn't practice cultivation. If you didn't still have a little bit of reputation left, how could you have any reason to survive?

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Speaking of You Chuiyun, since he had obtained permission for his own activities in Nantianmen, he immediately stepped out of his prison cell and went to check on Qi Tian's situation.

As soon as he entered the door and saw Qi Tian lying quietly on the hospital bed, he couldn't hold back his tears and wiped them away desperately, then pretended to be calm and natural.

It happened that an old Chinese medicine practitioner from the medical center came to change Qitian's ointment. He also looked around and asked about it, and then he met You Chuiyun face to face.

The old Chinese medicine doctor looked at Qi Tian and immediately showed surprise. His voice was a little corrupt and asked: "Are you You Chuiyun?"

You Chuiyun immediately said respectfully: "This boy is You Chuiyun."

Seeing that he was a doctor from the medical clinic, You Chuiyun did not dare to be disrespectful and neglectful, so he immediately brought a shiny chair to the old Chinese doctor.

The old Chinese medicine practitioner had a bright light, so Shi Shiran sat down, placed the cushion on Qi Tian's wrist, and squinted his eyes to check for pulse.

You Chuiyun was waiting by the side and saw that Qi Tian's expression was not very good and there were even black blood vessels bursting out on his neck, but it was much better than before.

He carefully studied the old Chinese medicine doctor's expression, and saw that the octogenarian opened Qi Tian's eyelids again, looked at him, and then pulled down his clothes to check. His face remained calm.

You Chuiyun finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked: "Master, I'm sorry to bother you, but can you give me a thorough explanation and ask how Qi Tian's physical condition is."

He bowed his head to the end, his posture was very low.

The old Chinese medicine doctor glanced at him and said, "Doctors, you can't make false claims before you have results."

You Chuiyun knew that he couldn't keep his temper, so he apologized and said, "It was the kid who was rude."

The old Chinese medicine practitioner continued to turn Qi Tian's limbs to check the situation, and finally took out a small, exquisite black lacquer box from the box. There was another mystery in the box, with rows of silver needles of different sizes arranged in sequence.

Although the old Chinese medicine doctor looks very old, his hands and feet are as nimble as those of a young man. His fingers are long and slender. He can pick up the needle and insert it as quickly as the wind. He pricks Qitian's chest four or five times in a row.

"Child, take out my silver bowl."

You Chuiyun immediately took out the shiny silver bowl from the box and stretched it out.

Then he raised the silver needle and flicked it with his fingers like dust.

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After taking a closer look, it turned out that there were several drops of something like black ink condensed on the head of the silver needle. The old Chinese doctor flicked it gently and fell into the bowl.

Sizzling——

The black ink boiled in the silver bowl for a few times and then cooled down.

"The poison of internal evil..."

You Chuiyun suddenly shuddered, thinking that Zheng Du's poisonous power had indeed entered the room and could corrode a person's internal organs.

The old Chinese doctor was a little surprised when he heard what he said. He put away the silver needle and applied the ointment to Qi Tian's chest. As if he had put in a lot of effort, he leaned back on the chair with sweat all over his face.

You Chuiyun knew that the old man had spent a lot of energy just breathing, so he squeezed the old man's shoulders as if to please him.

"Thank you, master, for your hard work."

The old man was very satisfied with the child's attitude and was no longer so cold.

He said leisurely: "I just heard you speak, and you actually do some research on medicine?"

As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, he naturally knew that You Chuiyun's judgment was correct. The poison that Qitian was exposed to was the poison of internal evil, which was produced by Qitian's internal organs.

"The boy has read some miscellaneous books and has only scratched the surface."

"Keep talking..."

You Chuiyun thought for a while, the old Chinese doctor should want him to talk about this common knowledge of pathology, so he chose something that was not showy and said: "The poison palm practiced by Zheng Du is actually not very powerful in terms of toxicity, but this Plant poison should not be limited to corrosive damage."

At this point, he paused and continued: "The most powerful thing is that it causes Qi Tian's Yang Qi to be weak, and all the poisonous gases that the body has suffered are drawn out at once, such as water-dampness, phlegm, blood stasis and other filthy things. , broke out at the same time, affecting the five internal organs, and it happened to rain all night long. At that time, Qitian was at the emptiness moment of bursting out its potential.

This is not something that can only be done by detoxifying, but is equivalent to reactivating a dead body to save a life."

The more he said this, the more cold sweat broke out on You Chuiyun's forehead. Qitian's life was really hanging by a thread at that time.

The old Chinese medicine doctor nodded with satisfaction after hearing his words: "For a layman, this is a good answer.

What you said is true. If this child hadn't been told about the ancestral tradition at that time - the blood regenerated by the spirit spring was hanging on his life, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the gods to save him."

"We need to learn more from masters."

The old Chinese medicine doctor snorted and said, "You'd better thank Wen Renzhu's girl first. Because of you, no one in this whole medical center wanted to save this child. If that girl Wen Renzhu hadn't come to beg me, I won’t take action either.”

As soon as these words came out, You Chuiyun had to really think about the purpose of Wenren Zhuxiao.

Does she really like Qi Tian? She also uses precious magic medicine like Lingquan Huixue Powder to save Qi Tian's life regardless of the cost?

This senior sister is usually as cold as an iceberg, which is completely unlike her style. Could it be that love really makes people go to their heads?

But all the previous ones are hard to explain, and talking about love seems a little superficial.

Oops, no matter how many things there are, I’ll ask you again later.

You Chuiyun shook his head and said, "Sister Wenren is so kind to me, I don't know how to repay you."

The old Chinese medicine doctor nodded and said: "The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring of water."

You Chuiyun was silent.

The old Chinese medicine doctor said: "The poison in Qitian's internal organs has almost been eliminated. The most important thing now is how to revive his body's organs. Otherwise, the poison will be gone and he will die of exhaustion."

"Teach me the advice of the master."

Lao Zhong

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The doctor nodded and said: "If there are four or five more sets of Ling Quan Hui Xue Powder, Qitian will naturally return to his lively appearance."

When You Chuiyun was sweating, the old Chinese medicine doctor refuted his own words: "Wenren Zhuxiao used his life-saving treasures for outsiders, and is still kneeling in the family. Of course, it is impossible to get so many for you.

The spiritual spring restores the blood and disperses it."

You Chuiyun rolled his eyes, the old Chinese medicine doctor couldn't see it anyway.

"We have it in our sect. You can find it yourself. This elixir is not precious, but it is not a piece of cake. It is called Wujin elixir. You can exchange it with contribution points. I remember, one pill is worth two hundred."

The old Chinese medicine doctor’s words were concise and concise, and he pointed out what You Chuiyun should do next.

Contribute points!

You Chuiyun suddenly burst into laughter. He took out the top-quality spiritual stone, which was a great contribution. The mine trip was not completely fruitless. At least the contribution points should be full, enough to exchange for many Wujindan.

He couldn't wait to say goodbye to the old Chinese medicine doctor and went to exchange for Wujin Dan.

With Wujindan, at least Qitian can recover completely.

The moment he stepped out of the gate, he heard the old Chinese medicine doctor whisper: "You, you, do you know the real reason why I took action——"

You Chuiyun turned around and said respectfully: "The doctor is kind-hearted."

"Bullshit, don't flatter me. I know that my medical ethics are lacking." The old Chinese medicine doctor sighed: "When I checked the accounts, I found that there was a person who had been donating money to buy medicines for the hospital since seven or eight years ago. In case of war,

, even several times more than that.

The number of patients saved by this money must be in the hundreds.

And the person who made the donation was named You Chuiyun, and it was you."

When the old Chinese medicine doctor spoke, he slowly stood up and faced the junior who bowed his head respectfully with his hands behind his hands.

"This junior is like this. As a senior, why should I be so embarrassed? I just made an exception and saved people to repay the kindness of a gentleman."

Just a few words.

You Chuiyun actually changed from a boy to a gentleman in the words of the old Chinese doctor.

"Senior's words are serious. I am just trying my best. As long as I have some spare energy, I must do my best for this country."

"What are you trying to do by saying you're fat and you're out of breath? Do you think I don't know your condition? People who sometimes don't even have enough to eat are so high-spirited. How do you let me see you?"

To be honest, what the old Chinese medicine doctor said was not a compliment, but a hint of ridicule. However, You Chuiyun automatically regarded it as a good word, otherwise he would not be able to argue.

You Chuiyun didn't know how to answer.

At this time, the old Chinese medicine doctor put his hands together and bent down to him, bowing to this junior who was far below him.

"The old owner of Nantianmen Medical Center, He Chuanbai."

You Chuiyun felt as if he had been struck by lightning and lost his voice: "You are Mr. He Chuanbai, the medical sage!"

"I don't dare to be a medical sage. That happened many years ago. My current nickname is why I didn't save him. How many people ask me why I didn't save him."

You Chuiyun looked at the old Chinese medicine doctor, and of course he held back a sentence, "Why don't you tell me why you don't want to save me? Why are you so cruel?"

Of course, people like the Medical Saint, especially those with weird tempers, should never be easily provoked.

There is a rumor in the world that a swordsman forced a famous doctor to treat the prince. As a result, the prince was cured and everyone was happy and let the doctor go.

Then the prince became infertile, and the famous doctor slapped his butt and became the imperial physician. The prince was so anxious that he chopped off the swordsman and went to Beijing to find the emperor to ask for the imperial physician.
Chapter completed!