Chapter 63: Me and Him in the Clinic
"Ziyang, are you back?"
Entering a small courtyard through the side door, a man with a smile and a light of medicinal herbs greeted Ziyang.
"Second Senior Brother."
As soon as Ziyang said hello, Zhaoyun almost burst into laughter, but fortunately, he remained reserved and waited for Ziyang to introduce him.
"Brother Zhao, this is my second senior brother Zi Ming, who usually works to grasp the compatibility of medicines, and knows the advantages and disadvantages of all medicinal materials. Second Senior Brother, this is Zhaoyun, and he has something to ask the master. β
Ziming greeted Zhaoyun, and before he could speak, Ziming suddenly sighed lightly, flew around Zhaoyun, and ran to the side of the ox cart behind him, like a hungry beggar, frantically drilling into the car.
"I smell Chuanxiong! There are also Yanhusuo, Eucommia ulmoides, and Chuanshao...... Sky! So many precious medicinal herbs! Whose? Who's it! β
These medicinal materials were originally very common medicinal materials, but the exchanges in various places in that era were extraordinary, not to mention that most of these were medicinal materials that were special products of Shudi, and the Central Plains naturally did not have them, so they must be precious.
"I, my ......" Zhaoyun raised his hand weakly.
"Sell it to me!" Ziming didn't say a word, and directly grabbed Zhaoyun's hand, "I've got this car of medicinal materials!" How much, you set a price! β
ββ¦β¦ Brother Ziyang, what should I do? β
Ziyang smiled bitterly and pulled Zhaoyun and Ziming apart, and after explaining the reason, Ziming left disappointed, but he still looked at the cart of medicinal materials unwillingly; Zhaoyun knew that this guy wouldn't give up so easily, and he would be busy after that......
"Senior Brother Ziming is like this, relying on his keen sense of smell to smell the location of the medicinal herbs. I've explained this to him, but you have to be careful that he won't just give up. β
Zhaoyun shook his head: "The healer is benevolent, if you really need these medicinal materials, even if Brother Ziming doesn't come to beg me, I will give them with both hands." β
"That's a good thing to say, I love to hear it!"
Another person slowly walked out of the room, looking at Zhaoyun approvingly, as if he was pleased with his non-utilitarian heart.
"Fourth Senior Brother, ah, Brother Zhao, this is the Fourth Senior Brother's technique, and he is the best at surgery; Every time the master performs surgery, he is the one who helps. β
"Hand, surgery?"
Zhaoyun was very surprised, you said that Hua Tuo had hemp boiling and doing an open scoop operation, and there was such a thing as surgery during the Warring States Period?
Zishu thought that Zhaoyun didn't understand what the operation was, so he said: "This gentleman, the so-called operation is to use herbs to anesthetize the patient into a coma, and then dissect their body parts with a knife for medical treatment. However, because it is difficult for the world to accept, the master and I do not often have surgery. β
Ziyang said with a smile: "Speaking of which, the little brother still remembers the last time the master had a heart exchange operation!" The senior brother was also on the side at the time, and he refused to tell us what the situation was. β
Change, heart change surgery?
One strange thing after another spread in Zhaoyun's brain, what the hell is this heart-swapping surgery? Could it be that my Daqin technology is two thousand years ahead of the Western powers?
"Look at the gentleman holding the sword, he should be a martial arts student, right?" Zishu bypassed Ziyang and asked with a smile.
"Exactly."
Zishu pondered for a moment and said, "I heard what Mr. said just now, the doctor is benevolent, and Mr. must not want to cause trouble to the sword soldiers." I hope that Mr. Xia can be like us healers, just raise the scalpel, not the butcher's knife. β
"Uh...... Thank you sir for your advice. β
This kind of words Zhaoyun left ear in and right ear out, Zishu is a typical naΓ―ve cultist, if the world can solve all problems without bloodshed, who would want to fight?
His hands were already stained with blood, destined to be inseparable from the sword at his waist.
Ziyang told Zishu the purpose of Zhaoyun's coming, Zishu nodded, and suddenly shouted to the side: "Old eight! β
Zhaoyun looked at it, and it turned out to be a teenager! Compared to these twenty-somethings before, don't be too young!
"Fourth brother, what are you doing?" Lao Baziyou seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zishu and stopped himself, "I still have a few pills that have not been refined, what is the matter, hurry up!" β
"It's not big, it's not small! Bring the guest to the guest room. "The sub-technique is almost commanding.
Ziyou complained when he landed: "Don't! There are few surgeries, fourth brother, you are obviously the most idle, and every time you let me do these dirty work! β
"The guest room is not far away, what's wrong with you walking two steps?"
Ziyou was on fire at the time: "You know it's not far, why don't you take two more steps?" β
"Because I'm lazy."
"I've never seen anyone so brazen!"
The two brothers sang and harmonized, but in the end, Ziyou was defeated, no way, who let him be a good bully?
Ziyou was full of reluctance, shook off Zishu, and said to Zhaoyun: "Please come with me." β
He took Zhaoyun to the guest room alone, because Ziyang still had to go to the front to help with the consultation, so he didn't go with him all the way. It wasn't until Fang Cai Zhaoyun knew that although Ziyang said that his medical skills were average, he was the most powerful person in pulse diagnosis and ENT among Qin Yueren's apprentices.
Who is this Qin Yue person, his apprentices are proficient in all kinds of medical skills, what kind of demon is he himself?
After a short time, Ziyou invited Zhaoyun to the guest room and said, "Guest, someone will call you at dinner, either me or the fourth brother, you can rest first!" β
Zhaoyun thanked Ziyou and walked into the dim and narrow guest room. Perhaps because of the occasional surgeries here, the smell of burnt herbs was worse than the disinfectant in the hospital.
Sitting on the couch with an uneasy heart, Zhaoyun felt that his heartbeat was accelerating: "I don't know how many people have been treated on this couch...... Have you ever died? β
"Seventy-eight people have been healed on this bed, and none of them have died."
The sudden sound frightened Zhaoyun half to death, and he realized that there had been a person squatting in the corner reading a book! Even if the light was dark, he was not afraid at all, even if Zhaoyun came in, he did not speak until Zhaoyun asked himself.
"You, you, you...... Who are you? β
"Me?" The man's gaze took his eyes off the book, thought for a long time, and finally shook his head: "Forgot, Xuanji or Baihui is coming?" β
"I didn't ask you about acupuncture points!" Zhaoyun was like seeing a ghost, and this guy had been exuding a strange aura that made him shudder.
This person is Zirong, the third disciple of Qin Yueren, who is proficient in acupuncture, it can be said that he has learned to go crazy, and he doesn't know anything else in his mind except acupuncture and patients all day long.
Zirong looked at Zhaoyun for a long time, staring at Zhaoyun so much that his back was hairy, but he didn't take his eyes off, not knowing what he was looking at.
"You...... There is something strange in the body. Zirong said slowly, picking up the acupuncture needle next to him, "Do you want me to use acupuncture to get it out for you?" β
Zhaoyun felt that he was inexplicable, and he couldn't give his life to this person, so he shook his head busily; Zirong didn't force it, but said leisurely: "It's unsavable, it's unsavable!" β
What the heck?
The room was very wet and cold, and I don't know if there were too many people healed, which caused the yin qi in the room to become heavier. Zhaoyun didn't want to pay attention to this nerd either, and walked out silently. As soon as he walked out of the door, a dark shadow hit him in the face, almost kissing him.
"Mom! It's you, the boss! Invincible's panicked expression immediately turned to joy.
"What do you want to do, you!" Zhaoyun's face changed, and he kicked him three meters away; If he hadn't pulled the handbrake fast, his first kiss would have been given to this black guy!
Without waiting for the opportunity to argue with invincibility, a loud shout pierced the sky: "You stop me!" Do you think you can escape? β
Qin Yi was already chasing after him, and it turned out that the two had not finished entanglement.
Invincible hid behind Zhaoyun like a tiger: "You, you go away!" I'm telling you, my boss is amazing, don't force him to do it! β
"Really? Then I really want to learn and learn! Qin Yi sneered, and rolled up his sleeves to beat someone. Invincible was afraid of hurting Zhaoyun, so he panicked, and ran directly into the guest room and entered a dead end.
"Is this a fool? Now it's up to you where you run! β
Qin Yi bypassed Zhaoyun in an instant, flew into the room, the door was closed, and there was a chaotic sound of Ding Ling's hammer, as if the bulldozer and excavator of the demolition office were having a party.
"These two guys...... What a pair of living treasures! β
Zhaoyun secretly smiled bitterly, he had never seen an invincible man fight so happily with a woman.
"Squeak-"
The door opened suddenly, and Zirong walked out one by one, as if he had already seen the crazy Qin Yi, holding the book as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't notice the blood gurgling out of his head.
"You...... You're hurt! β
Zirong was not as anxious as Zhaoyun, he touched his hair lightly, his hand was bloody, sticky, but he said slowly: "It's okay, just find the fourth sewing later." β
Sew, sew?
What the heck? After being so seriously injured, can he be so calm, will this guy still have a craniotomy later?
This...... What a strange clinic!