Chapter 50: Poor and Talented
Under the attention of everyone, the young Taoist smiled and said: "This kind of trivial matter, eradicating it is only a matter of a few stitches, how can it be so troublesome?" Ya'er, take the needle! ā
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The young Taoist said: "Don't move! "Three of the longest silver needles were taken.
No one expected that he would be a little stunned when he said that he would get a needle.
Zhong Mian sneered: "You'd better think clearly, the root of the disease is the wound of the knife qi close to the ventricles, these few stitches, if you are not careful, don't say that the needles will get rid of the disease, I am afraid that even your life will be sent." Are you really going to let him do it? ā
Zhao Tingzhen hesitated, and didn't know whether to stop it for a while.
The young Taoist snorted: "This little skill, why don't you have any worries about your life? Leave it alone, this injury has been dragging on, not only can I no longer practice martial arts and work with others for the rest of my life, but even farm work has become a problem, and I have become a useless person, and I am afraid that I can only live for another ten years at most. If you are afraid that I will accidentally kill him, I am here, and if something happens, you will pay for my life, anyway, the poor Dao will not know martial arts, and it will not be easy for you to kill me? ā
Tu Shucheng resolutely said: "Since this is the case, please ask the Taoist to use a needle, if something really happens, I don't need the Taoist to pay for his life, this is my own Tu Shucheng's own bad luck, anyway, dragging this half-dead body, not only is it useless, but it has become a burden, and it is better to die." ā
The young Taoist said: "Don't worry, there is a poor way, you can't die!" Three times in a row, the three stitches pierced down, all of which pierced around Uncle Tu's heart.
He was so quick to get the needle down, it was like stabbing with his hands, and the brush was finished. Zhao Tingzhen and the others were still hesitating whether to stop it, and the needle had already been pricked.
Other doctors, even if they use acupuncture, are cautious to recognize acupuncture, as if walking on the edge of the abyss, cautiously, little by little, not daring to have a trace of carelessness. Especially in places like the heart, this is even more so, but this person is quite stably, stunned and frightened, thinking that there are ghosts if they don't kill them.
The young Taoist stood up and said, "Everyone disperse, don't touch him...... By the way, who lent me a sword? ā
At this point, everyone didn't listen to him, so he quickly got out of the way, and thought, aren't you a doctor? What do you want a sword for?
Zhao Tingzhen gritted her teeth and thought: "Forget it, it's all like this, let it be fate!" He directly drew his sword and handed it to the little white man.
At this moment, there are more and more people who come to watch, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. In their staggered gaze, Xiao Baidaoren took the sword, turned behind Tu Shucheng, who did not dare to move, aimed the tip of the sword at his back, and swiped gently.
"Do you really want to draw ghost talismans?" Zhong Mian couldn't help but laugh.
The little white daoist looked at him like an idiot, did not speak, and continued to draw with the tip of the sword, but after a short quarter of an hour, he threw the sword at Zhao Tingzhen, paced back to the front of Uncle Tu City, stretched out his hand, pulled out the needles inserted in his left chest one by one, and took two steps back.
As soon as the last needle was pulled out, Tu Shucheng suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood. The young Taoist said, "It's okay! ā
Everyone hurriedly rushed forward and held Uncle Tu up, and someone asked, "Brother Tu, how do you feel?" ā
Tu Shucheng clutched his chest, surprised and delighted: "For more than a year, the stuffy breath in the chest seems to have disappeared suddenly, and at this moment, I feel that the whole qi and blood are much smoother." "He himself was originally a martial arts practitioner, so he naturally knew the changes in his body.
The young Taoist said: "The blood vessels and meridians of the knots have been opened, in the next few days, just make people happy to invigorate blood and remove blood stasis, don't worry about the backlash, after half a month of rest, just practice martial arts, and there will be no hindrance?" ā
Zhong Mian was shocked and suspicious, just a few clicks, could he really eradicate Tu Shucheng's injuries that even he could only treat the symptoms and not the root cause? You must know that even he, who is known as the miracle doctor of Luzhou, took a long time to find out the cause of the disease, and because it was the ventricle that was injured, he neither knew how to give the needle nor dared to get the needle.
Is there a Taoist priest who is still a problem at the age of twenty, just inserting three needles indiscriminately, and slashing a few times with a sword on his back like a ghost, can it really be completely cured?
He didn't want to believe it in his heart, so he rushed forward, clasped Tu Shucheng's wrist pulse with one hand, and examined it carefully. After a while, he shook suddenly, looked back at the young Taoist, pointed to his back, and said in disbelief, "You...... Who the hell are you? ā
The young Taoist took two delicate and lovely little girls, in the sudden wind, with his back to everyone, waving the dust, and stepping forward: "The heart of the Tao is only slight, and the heart of the people is only dangerous; Virtue is like a valley, and the white is like humiliation! Poor and talented, I don't dare to call myself a big white, only a little white! ā
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Chun Jianli and Ning Xiaomeng were back to back, looking at the brute soldiers circling around them.
The barbarian warrior at the head, with a pointed forehead and thick arms, shouted: "You two girls, have you ever seen a very tall woman? ā
Chun Jianli smiled: "A tall woman? How tall is it? ā
The barbarian warrior reined in his horse and stretched out his hand to gesture: "At least this is as high!" ā
Chun Jianli pretended to be surprised: "You are riding on a horse, but the position of the gesture is much higher than your head, how can there be such a tall person in the world?" Not to mention women, men haven't seen it either. ā
Ning Xiaomeng held the handle of the knife and said coldly: "I haven't seen it, what's wrong?" ā
A brute said: "The origin of these two girls is unknown, who knows if what they say is true or false?" Maybe I saw it and deliberately concealed it. Besides, with a veil on his face and weapons on his body, hiding in such a place, maybe it is a spy on which side, he will be arrested and tortured first, and he will see if they can recruit or not! ā
The barbarian warrior said, "Not bad! Holding a mace, he shouted at the two Chinese girls: "Put down your weapons, immediately tie your hands and go back to the army with us." ā
Chun Jianli said: "This military commander, what you say is so unreasonable, we are here, and we are not hiding, how can it be regarded as 'hiding in this kind of place'?" Carrying a sword is just for safety on the road, so how can it be a spy? ā
Xiaomeng said: "What are you doing with telling them so much?" If they want to arrest us, let's kill them! ā
Jianli turned around and whispered: "But, we swore by high-fives with your brother and said that we would keep a low profile?" Killed more than a dozen people at once, what kind of low-key? ā
Xiaomeng said innocently: "It's because you want to be low-key, so you want to kill them?" You think, what is low-key, no one knows is low-key. They want to arrest us, and we refuse to be arrested by them, we are bound to flee, and then they immediately want us, won't it make everyone known? It's better to kill people directly, kill them all, no one knows who did it, isn't it low-key? ā
Jianli: "...... Oh! "It makes sense.
When the barbarian warrior saw the two of them, obviously surrounded, but he didn't take them to heart at all, he was furious: "Capture them!" ā
With the gorgeous trajectory of the knife light, a ray of light flashed on the chest and back of a brute soldier at the same time, and blood splashed out. The moment the man fell backwards, another scimitar was unsheathed, but this time it was a perfect semicircle, and another man's chest was splattered with blood, and his body arched backwards from his horse.
In an instant, no one could see clearly, and two people had been killed in a row, and the remaining brutes were shocked and angry. The horses' hooves are staggered, the rods are waving in the wind, and the clattering sound of the clash is sounded in a swift and strange rhythm, like the beating of musical strings. The barbarians who shot were chaotic, but the sound of the weapons and the girl's double knife exchange was orderly, obviously they were outnumbered, but these barbarians were all carried away by the rhythm of the autumn fragrance girl.
The barbarian warriors led by him knew that they had encountered a strong enemy, although they were surprised that these two Chinese girls were so old, since they had such strength, they did not dare to underestimate them at this moment. The moment he rose from his horse, the mace slammed down with a ferocious aura.
Boom, there was a symphony, and the girl in light red clothes actually relied on her sword to block the blow of the opponent's coercion. The sword on the horizontal frame, the blade of the sword reflected the heroic spirit of the girl, and the barbarian warrior not only failed to force the girl in red back, but was shocked back a few steps.
This little girl is so strong! The barbarian warrior was shocked by the other party's seemingly weak, but fierce strength, and the mace smashed wildly. In the loud noise, the girl didn't let him take a step, but killed him step by step with her straight swordsmanship. Huaxia martial arts is more important than skill and less than strength, and the common sense that the sword is straight and the sword is light, is completely useless in this girl.
At the same time, the other barbarians fell one after another under the attack of the double-knife girl as fast and light as lightning, and the fleeing war horses, the corpses that fell to the ground, and the splashed earth and stones, under the gorgeous and strange sword light, weaved a poignant picture, as if the galloping double knives were just the heavenly work of the sun and the moon, and the souls who died under the knives were just poor people who were sent to the knife to find death.
When Chun Jianli broke into the chest of the barbarian warrior with a sword, the girl with the double sword also killed all the others.
"I've killed more people, yay!" A girl in an autumn-colored breast-length skirt raises her hands high.
"The one I killed is the best, okay?" The girl in light red clothes kicked the dead man with the sword into the air, and said angrily.
"Hmph, then find more than 20 brute soldiers of similar strength and gather together, and see who kills more!" Little Dream shouted.
"Find a thousand brute soldiers to kill them, whoever escapes first will lose!" Jian Li will not be stupid enough to compete with Xiaomeng's killing speed, and her abundant internal strength is her strength.
"That's it, right?" Xiaomeng put away the mandarin duck knife and looked at the corpses around him.
"Well, even if someone finds their bodies, the dead can't speak, and naturally they can't tell others who killed them." Chun Jianli followed and put away her long sword.
The two turned to leave together: "We are too low-key! ā
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Ning Jiang followed Zhao Tingzhen into the main hall, and a man with a rather haggard face walked out: "Niece Zhen, what's going on outside?" Why is it so noisy? ā
Zhao Tingzhen said: "Second uncle, this little white Taoist is the new doctor that my niece invited for Xiao Jiu......" She excitedly told the story that this little white Taoist had cured Tu Shucheng's ventricular injury with three injections just now.
This man is naturally one of the two deputy strikers of Qilifeng, and he is also Ying Quankun of Zhao Tingzhen's father, Zhao Guipan, among the two sworn brothers.
After listening to Zhao Tingzhen, he was also surprised, Tu Shucheng was a master of nursing home invited by his village, for more than a year, I don't know how many doctors have been going back and forth, and they can't cure his angina, even Zhong Mian, a famous doctor in Luzhou City, has clearly said that he can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause, and now he has been cured by this young Taoist at once?
Hurry up and invite this little white Taoist inside.
When she entered the inner courtyard, she saw several women standing by the bedside, one of them crying and wiping her tears, while the others tried their best to comfort her. At the same time, on the bed lay a boy about six or seven years old.
Seeing Zhao Tingzhen entering, the women greeted her. Zhao Tingzhen stepped forward and took the hand of the crying woman: "Auntie, don't worry, Xiao Jiu will definitely be fine." ā
Ying Quankun said: "Dao Chief, please!" ā
The women, knowing that it must be the new doctor who had been invited, hurriedly stepped out of the way.
Although this is the inner courtyard, Ying Quankun was originally a person in the rivers and lakes, and there are not so many things to avoid suspicion. Zhao Tingzhen brought a round stool and put it down at the head of the bed. Ning Jiang sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping child, only to see that his face was dark.
Ying Quankun wanted to explain to him the situation when his only son fell ill, Zhao Tingzhen was already talking quickly: "Dao Chief, Xiao Jiu suddenly fainted almost seven days ago, at that time, there were a few people around him, but all of them were killed, although Xiao Jiu did not die, but he has been asleep, and I don't know what was done by someone." Doctor Zhong said that in Xiao Jiu's body, it seemed that something was devouring his vitality, and he felt like he had been hit by a Gu, but with Doctor Zhong's ability, there was no way to find out the Gu worm, whether it was a Gu or not, he could only guess. In addition, he also said that if it goes on like this, Xiao Jiu may not be able to hold out for two days, even so......"
The young Taoist said: "Even so, it is by relying on Doctor Zhong to forcibly hang himself through bloodletting and various medicines, otherwise I am afraid that I will not even be able to live today." ā
He pressed his finger on the child's wrist, groaned for a while, and said: "Although this Zhong Dafu is not as poor as the poor Dao, he still has the ability, you should really thank him, if he didn't forcibly hang himself, this kid probably wouldn't be able to support the poor Dao!" ā
Ying Quankun was surprised and delighted, and said, "Dao Chief, is the dog still saved?" ā
Those women all knew that Zhong Mian was already the most famous doctor in the state capital, and this Taoist priest was still young next year, but he casually said, "It's not as poor as the Tao, and the ability is still there", all of them were surprised, and they all looked at him.
Even Zhao Tingzhen looked at him with great expectation...... (To be continued.) )