Chapter 2 The Nine Needles of the Coffin

For Fei Qing, he didn't have the slightest solution.

His identity is just a real * husband, not a relation, and there is no background.

Liu Gang must have gone to the nurse's station to ask that there was no record at noon, so he would be so tidy about himself.

Fei Qing didn't regret it in his heart, such a dead fat man, he still had to use the unspoken rules of his power, it was too disgusting, and it also insulted the profession of doctors.

"Let's get out. I remember reporting in the duty room at seven o'clock. ”

Liu Gang said with a smile.

Fei Qing clenched his fists and said with a forced smile: "Thank you, Director Liu." ”

turned around and walked to the door, and Liu Gang's voice came from behind him.

"I also advise you to think more about the consequences when doing things. It's like if you are a doctor, after taking medicine, you also have to consider the consequences of taking drugs. ”

Fei Qing was extremely disgusted in his heart, but he still turned around and said thank you to Liu Gang with a smile.

Walking out of the office, Zhang Yu stood not far from the aisle.

She trotted over, a hint of uneasiness appeared on her delicate face, and said, "Fei Qing, are you okay?"

Fei Qing smiled and said, "It's okay, you are busy with yours, you usually be careful, the director has nothing to do with the nurse, you usually do things well, just don't go into the office." ”

Zhang Yu's face turned red for a while, and he whispered, "Really?"

Fei Qing nodded and said, "It must be true, you work so hard, and the head nurse is not blind." ”

Zhang Yu showed a happy smile on his face and said, "Thank you very much." ”

Fei Qing also smiled in response, but he couldn't smile in his heart.

I packed my backpack and left the hospital and headed back to school.

"Fuck you stupid Liu Gang!"

I kicked on top of a deformed can, and with a muffled bang, the can flew out of the way.

Fei Qing was desperate in his heart.

An internship assignment that can't be completed at all.

He also deprived himself of the opportunity to observe the clinic.

For an intern, I am afraid that the opportunity to obtain a doctor's qualification will be ruined.

If you don't complete the internship in this hospital and have a bad record, it is basically impossible for a second hospital to ask for it.

Do you want to give a gift to that disgusting Liu Gang?

Fei Qing was even more desperate in his heart.

"Be careful!

The sound of rapid and frightened sound exploded in my ears!

Fei Qing raised his head violently, but there was a gust of wind on the right side, and when he turned his head, he saw a truck pulling bricks out of control and crashed into him head-on!

"!"

Fei Qing was so frightened that a chill rushed up his spine, and he dodged to the side violently!

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, but his body was directly knocked out several meters and rolled into a pile of cement bags.

"Hurry up and save people! Call 120!"

A panicked migrant worker ran down from the truck and shouted at the workers next to him.

Fei Qing, who was in a pile of cement bags, had a big hole on his head, the blood couldn't stop flowing out, the scarlet blood was extremely thick, and his whole body kept spasming and trembling, and his eyes were closed.

Blood flowed into his neck.

The blood soaked into a jade pendant hanging around his neck, and the pendant took on the appearance of a box, only the size of a thumb, but at this moment it flashed a strange blood red.

A flash of red light followed the blood and drilled into the wound, Fei Qing trembled for a while, but the injury on his forehead quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"See...... Hell ......."

"How is he doing?"

There were already a few migrant workers around him, who were anxious about how to carry Fei Qing out, and they were afraid that he would be hurt twice.

But he watched as his injuries began to recover.

In Fei Qing's consciousness, he was standing on top of a cold and biting snow peak!

At the top of the peak, there was an old man dressed in white, and in a gap in front of him, there was a white pure lotus flower trembling slightly.

He stared at the lotus flower for a long time before slowly turning his head.

The moment he looked at him, Fei Qing felt as if his whole person had been seen through.

Wise, sharp, and vicissitudes of life......

The old man sighed: "I didn't expect that someone would open the nine-needle coffin I left behind now." ”

Fei Qing's eyes were blank, and he muttered, "Who are you?"

The old man raised his finger, and in Fei Qing's eyes, he saw nine jade-colored needles, which instantly flew in front of him!

He panicked and wanted to dodge, but he couldn't, and the needle stabbed into his eyes!

But Fei Qing didn't feel the pain, but he felt that the world in his eyes suddenly changed!

Extremely clear, above the snowy peak, the snowflakes fluttered, and he could even see the traces of every snowflake falling.

In addition to eyesight, there are countless more pictures in the depths of consciousness!

A young man with a cloth bag has traveled countless rivers and rivers in the world.

In the middle of the battlefield, the remnants of the dying soldiers.

In the bazaar, the people wept and begged for medicine.

Even between the mountains and rivers, animals and birds, he treats all of them, and he treats them all!

The picture changes very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the young man has also become an old man, and the cloth bag has not changed, but the color is old.

His method of practicing medicine has changed from nine silver needles to nine jade-colored needles!

In front of a valley, a young man knelt in front of the old man and muttered: "Master, Yuanhua has been following the study of medicine for more than ten years. ”

The old man sighed and said: "In the past, the teacher once accepted a disciple, Changsang, and Changsangjun accepted a disciple, whose name is Bian Que, the world's disease, not a doctor can be cured, you are very straight-minded, leave you a word of advice for the teacher." ”

"To cure the disease that you wish to cure, don't force anything. ”

After the voice fell.

The whole world seems to be hollow!

Only the old man's back remained.

The old man turned his head and touched the same as the person on the top of the snowy mountain!

It's just that at this moment, his eyes are full of compassion.

"Old man, coffin, has done all his life as a doctor in the world. ”

"Changsang Jun has a divine doctor Bian Que. ”

"Yuanhua is the reincarnation of Hua Tuo. ”

"In the next thousand years, there is only one disease in the world, and there is no cure. ”

"What disease?"

Fei Qing muttered subconsciously.

Above the sky, there was a rumbling thunder! His words seemed to come from the sky.

And then, you'll understand. ”

The old man sighed again.

The picture is completely gone.

Consciousness fell into a moment of calm.

"Brother, brother, are you alright?"

A hand was pushing his arm, and Fei Qing opened his eyes violently.

But he saw the heads of six or seven people squeezing in front of him.

The cement and sand covered their faces, and Fei Qing's consciousness was extremely clear, remembering that he had been hit before.

Quickly look down at yourself.

Not only did there be no wounds, not even pain.

In my mind, those memories lingered, as if they were deep in my soul.

"Wake up! Wake up! He's awake!"

A person shouts excitedly after a short stupor!

Fei Qing felt an unpleasant stench penetrate his nostrils, and a spirit stood up from the ground.

The crowd dispersed.

He stared at the man who had just spoken, a diminutive migrant worker, ordinary-looking, at least in his early forties.

The migrant worker touched his face and said unnaturally, "Brother, there is something on my face?"

Fei Qing took a deep breath and said: "The smell in the mouth, like human yellow, is a lesion of the stomach and intestines, and the diet is irregular all year round, and the long-term illness is not cured. ”

After finishing speaking, Fei Qing was stunned for a moment, and covered his mouth in distraction.

There was a sudden slight coolness in his chest, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and Fei Qing immediately walked forward quickly!

"God...... God...... He's told me all about my illness!" the farmer suddenly jumped to his feet and shouted.

His face was full of dejection.

The other workers also looked sluggish, and said one after another: "I've never seen such a thing, if only I recorded it just now, he was covered in blood, what's the matter?"

On the construction site, Fei Qing became a conversation before and after tea.

And at this moment, Fei Qing himself also hurried back to school!

For them, the seniors, the dormitory is still habitable.

Many of my classmates have gone to other places for internships or rented houses outside.

Fei Qing still lives in school because of conflicts with his family and financial embarrassment.

After entering the dormitory, Fei Qing quickly closed the door.

The heart thumped and pulled out the pendant on his chest.

The jade-colored pendant, the size of a thumb, resembles a miniature box.

His eyes widened, thinking back to what he had seen in his coma.

and the illness of the migrant worker I saw just now.

Fei Qing knew that he had been blessed by misfortune......

Bian Que is the old man's apprentice, Hua Tuo is his personal disciple, and he got his inheritance?

Staring at the pendant in his hand, this thing was the needle box that the old man was carrying.

In his own home, there is also a legend that has been passed down by word of mouth.

The Fei family has always been a family of famous doctors, and their ancestors have been traditional Chinese medicine for generations.

This pendant, which is also a family heirloom, is called the nine-needle coffin.