"You see that?" Hu Yibin sat up and said in surprise.

I laughed, "Feel the pulse." ”

His pulse is a knotted pulse, which is slow and irregular, and is common in patients with heart disease. In terms of physiology and pathology, it is mostly caused by a decrease in cardiac output and a decrease in blood pressure. But he may not know it, I didn't elaborate, and he didn't continue to ask.

"Hmm! Thank you very much. ”

As he spoke, he was about to get out of bed, seemingly unconcerned about the situation.

The tall roommate gently supported him and walked out slowly. Lao Yang rushed in and almost crashed into them. The infirmary was already small, and Lao Yang was also kicked out by me at that time.

"It's fighting, it's fighting."

"What's the fight?"

As soon as I sat down, I stood up again, Lao Yang pointed outward, and ran to the door, Hu Yibin and his roommate were also standing at the door, and a large group of people were piled up in the open space at the door.

"What's going on?"

Lao Yang said, "A person suddenly came to the door of the infirmary, saying that he wanted to come in, and your brother said that you were treating the disease and didn't let them in, and then there was a fight, and it was a while." ”

Saying that, he still stepped on his feet to watch the excitement, which made me cry and laugh.

Hu Yibin's face changed slightly, "Uncle Huang must be here, don't hurt anyone." ”

hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, but there were quite a lot of people, and his body was weak, so he didn't squeeze in.

"Let's let, let's let, what are you doing! Get out of the way. Lao Yang yelled at the top of his voice, and the crowded person really gave way to him.

I gave him a thumbs up and rushed in with Lao Yang, followed by Hu Yibin and his roommate.

"Brother Zhuzi, be careful!" I yelled.

As soon as I entered, I saw a middle-aged man who continued to write his beard with a sword and slashed at Brother Zhuzi's body, which made my face pale with fright, and I was about to stop breathing at that moment.

There is no way to hide, it should be said that Brother Zhu didn't think about hiding at all, and took a big step forward. His eyes were like lightning, and he turned sideways, two tiger claws poked out, and a punch hit the snow-white sword body, and the sound of Jin Ge came.

The sword, detached from its original trajectory, came out crookedly. But the corners of the swordsman's mouth hooked, and his feet flicked up. In the front section of the sword, the backhand crosses a perfect arc, like a homing swallow, fast and violent.

There was no sparing momentum at all, "Get out of the way!" ”

Brother Zhu said in a loud voice. "I said that you can't fight casually, don't force me!"

Brother Zhuzi's feet were spread out, like a humanoid iron stake, which could not be shaken, facing the swordsman's sword. Brother Zhu also jumped up. One hand into a claw, the other hand into a fist, just ignoring the sharp steel iron sword, grasping on it, clamping tightly, not letting the sword advance any further.

The swordsman didn't have time to let go, and Brother Zhuzi's fist was already on the verge of his face.

"Jingle bell!"

It was the sound of the sword falling to the ground, and Brother Zhuzi's last punch still didn't swing out, but stopped halfway, and it was less than a little thumb away from the bridge of the man's nose.

"No one is allowed in the infirmary."

Brother Zhuzi's voice was not loud, but the onlookers were all shocked. In this moment, there is a picture that can only be seen in the movie, with no special effects and no protection, especially when the white blade is caught with bare hands, and the side with the weapon is defeated, which is the most shocking.

"Damn, fake!"

"Fake you go and try it? This is really a Chinese martial art! ”

"Did you take a picture, did you? Don't scare them to death when it comes to the group? It's much more awesome than any live broadcast. ”

The crowd exploded, still reminiscing about the scene just now, Lao Yang came over with a few school policemen and dispersed the onlookers.

"Brother Zhuzi, it's okay!" I hurriedly ran up and took a closer look, and there was no blood on his body, no wounds at all.

"A guy who refines bones, I don't listen to anything, I insist on going in..."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, why do you say so much? You're fine. I waved my hand.

Lao Yang picked up the sword idly, flicked it lightly in his ear, looked at it a few more times, and his eyes lit up, "Good guy, this sword is made in the authentic Ouyang style." ”

As long as you know a little bit about it, when you talk about swords, you can talk about Ouyang-style sword management. Ouyang is a compound surname, a well-known sword refining family in the martial arts world.

I heard that it has been inherited for a long time, and the famous swords refined by it have rumors that they have blown hair and broken hair, and sharpened iron like clay, which is no worse than those swords in ancient times.

With the development of the times, the demand for swords is indeed getting less and less, but the Ouyang family's swords are still in short supply, and many swordsmen are proud to be able to have a sword refined by the Ouyang family.

Although this sword is not a famous sword, as long as the word Ouyang is on top, it will definitely be good, and it is not a star to be strong against those ordinary sword weapons.

As soon as Lao Yang said this, my face became more and more cold, even if Brother Zhuzi was unharmed.

What kind of mentality does this Nima have when he cuts people with a sword? What if I was really hacked to death?

"Uncle Huang!"

Hu Yibin ran to the front, supported the man who looked out of strength, and felt better when he saw him sweating profusely and not coming back from his sluggishness.

"Young Master! Are you okay! The big man turned his head and shouted.

Hu Yibin immediately shook his head, and the big man breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Brother Zhuzi squarely, his face was slightly pale, "Thank you for the mercy of the sect master's subordinates, Huang Yunyang is willing to bow down." ”

"Northwest Dragon Sword Huang Yunyang? I heard that I made an offering to the Hu family, this should be the eldest son of the Hu family! Lao Yang played with the long sword and said with a smile, "It is worthy of being the heir of a big family, and he brought such a strong bodyguard to school." ”

"Tough fart, it's not like Brother Zhu has been put to the ground!" I said angrily, "Neurotic, let me try to cut you with a sword?" See if you die, mom sells batches. ”

"Uncle Huang didn't mean it, he was just worried about my safety." Hu Yibin said weakly.

Lao Yang handed the sword back to Huang Yunyang, "Xiao Huang! It's okay to save my face about this, but you are still your own family? Maybe it was a family 500 years ago. ”

"Humph! Brother Zhuzi, let's go. ”

I'm not such a calculating person, and with Lao Yang's round, this matter has been revealed.

"Wait." Huang Yunyang stopped us, it should be said that Brother Zhuzi stopped, "Your Excellency is practicing the authentic Shaolin Golden Bell Jar?" Dare to ask Your Excellency how many levels have you broken? ”

The golden bell jar is one of the four great magic skills of Shaolin, which is as famous as the iron cloth shirt, created by the Zen master Bodhidharma, with a total of 12 levels, so Huang Yunyang has such a question.

I once wondered which kung fu Brother Zhu was practicing, but I didn't expect it to be the golden bell jar that was enough to enter the top three in hard qigong. No wonder it can punch tigers, kick wolves, and bare blades without much effort.

"Yes, it's the Golden Bell Jar, and I've just broken the tenth level." Brother Zhu said truthfully.

"Ten levels?" Huang Yunyang pondered for a while, and then said, "Maybe there is hope." ”

"You want to invite him to this year's tournament?" Lao Yang's eyebrows twitched.

Before Huang Yunyang could speak, Brother Zhu Zi said directly, "I'm not interested, I won't participate in any activity competition." ”

"But it's about that..."

"If people don't want to, they don't want to, why do you stick to it?" Lao Yang said, "Don't you know if the twisted melon is not sweet?" You are also a bit of a famous person, why should you pin your hopes on such an unknown person? ”

Huang Yunyang was no longer reluctant, and said with a wry smile, "Little-known grandmaster..."

"Little master, let's go! The lord has invited a famous holy hand for you, and this time he will definitely be able to cure you. ”

Huang Yunyang smiled dotingly, this is no longer a simple kind of subordination, Huang Yunyang is more like Hu Yibin's elder.

"Hmm..."

Hu Yibin let out a light hum, and then as if he had lost his strength, he was about to fall to the ground, and Huang Yunyang's eyes were quick. immediately threw away the sword worth a thousand gold in his hand and hugged Hu Yibin.

"Little master? Little master! Wake up! The swordsman was shocked, and suddenly he lost his senses.

Lao Yang's body was shocked, "Xiao Huang, the grandson of the Hu family can't make a mistake." ”

Even if he doesn't remind me to make a move, "Let me see." ”

Huang Yunyang hesitated for a while, and Lao Yang said urgently, "Xiao Huang is a doctor, maybe he has a way." ”

I took Hu Yibin from his hand and put him directly to the ground, the young man with a golden face was not breathing evenly, and it was very weak. I breathe out and out for a while, and it seems that I will stop breathing the next moment.

Huang Yunyang's heart went up and down, and his anxious color was overflowing, staring at Hu Yibin deadly, but he didn't make a sound.

"This baby already has congenital heart disease, and just now I was a little frightened, and the blood surged, which caused a lack of oxygen in the body again, and there was no big problem." I explained, it was for the sake of Huang Yunyang's heart.

As a doctor, we must have a benevolent heart, which is not only for the patient, but also for the patient's family, so as to relieve their inner anxiety. So even if I don't like watching Huang Yunyang, I won't go against my principles.

"Stop!"

I was just about to give Hu Yibin a compression to help him ventilate, when my hand was suspended in mid-air and was suddenly interrupted.

His brows furrowed, and he saw a thin old man running here out of breath, panting and shouting, "What happened to our little master?" ”

"Steward Wu, the little young master fainted, and the doctor said to treat the little young master." Huang Yunyang hurriedly said.

Steward Wu not only did not back down, but instead made an inch, "Heal? What is the identity of our little master? Can you treat him as a third-rate doctor? ”

"But... But..."Huang Yunyang looked at Hu Yibin anxiously, and was just about to let me continue, gritting his teeth and saying, "The little young master can't be delayed due to illness, and I am responsible for something wrong." ”

"Hey! I brought Liu Lao here, why do you still need him? ”

Lao Yang sneered, "Since they don't need it, forget it!" A good idea in vain. ”

This housekeeper Wu undoubtedly slapped Lao Yang hard, and Lao Yang gave up his face to beg me for help, but the other party didn't appreciate it. I don't want to join in the fun anymore, it's none of my business in the first place.

"I'm sorry." Huang Yunyang said apologetically.

After struggling for a while, he didn't insist, he believed in the so-called Liu Lao more. But I'm sure that the holy hand who came couldn't cure Hu Yibin's illness...