Consciousness revived, gradually awakened, eyes did not open, and the tip of the nose smelled a strong smell of medicine.

The smell of medicine was a little pungent, but when he smelled it, he felt that his lungs were cool and very pleasant, and his heavy mind became relaxed, Feng Zhiping opened his eyes and saw a familiar face.

"Uncle Qing'an!"

"Are you awake?"

Qing'an smiled warmly, moved away the fire-like thing that rested on Feng Zhiping's snort, signaled Feng Zhiping to be quiet and not to move, his eyes closed slightly, and then pointed at Feng Zhiping's chest and meditated for a moment, only then did he stretch his brows and nod with a smile.

"It's time to get up. ”

Feng Zhiping got up with a grunt, and found that one of his legs was splint, and he didn't feel any pain, but only felt that it was woody, like a piece of wood.

By the way, my leg is broken!

The prince scratched his head innocently, and the scenes before the coma were retraced in his mind, most of them were very clear, only the last blow was vague, and he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have won, and it seemed to be just a false dream.

"That, Uncle Qing'an, what about Gou Anxin, is he here too?" I was embarrassed to ask directly, and I inquired about the result with concern.

Qing'an was so transparent, he didn't break it with a slight smile, and said warmly: "He only suffered some flesh wounds, and his qi and blood were a little lacking, so I gave him two pairs of medicines to replenish qi and blood after treating the wound, and let him go back first." You're seriously injured and unconscious, so you stayed with me, but now..."

Looking at Feng Zhiping's legs, Qing'an said with admiration: "In the end, you are young, your kid has a special physique, the calf bones are folded in half and are eroded by the earth's spiritual power, and it is not wasted, and it will be better in just ten days with my medicine, which is really surprising, even the recovery power of many spiritual consciousness periods alone cannot match you." ”

The leg is not wasted!

Feng Zhiping breathed a sigh of relief, this was what he was most worried about.

Although there is no shortage of knights with missing arms and legs on the rivers and lakes, such as Zhao Yuanchong, a generation of heroes 5,000 years ago "One-eyed King Kong" and Hou Qi, the peerless demon "Heavenly Remnant Ghost Hand" 3,000 years ago, these two are simply the best example of the disabled Zhijian, especially the latter, it is said that he was killed enough to kill nine martial spirits before he was successfully besieged, and he can definitely be called "Martial God" in terms of combat performance.

Admiration and admiration, Feng Zhiping doesn't want to be a "crippled leg", he is very grateful to Qing'an, he knows very well that it is useless to rely on physical perversion alone, and he will be wasted like this Xinglin Holy Hand himself.

"Stay honest, your legs are not good yet, don't move, I won't be done with you if you smash my signboard. ”

Qing'an smiled and scolded and helped the person up, Feng Zhiping was very surprised, he found that today's Qing'an was much kinder than that day, and his eyes were very soft.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, Feng Zhiping thanked him for his kindness, and "by the way" and "cared" about Gou Anxin's health.

"What do you say?" Qing'an seemed to smile, "That kid almost had a hole in his chest, if it wasn't for Hu Da's law enforcement machine to stop it in time, the hole would definitely have to be expanded into a front and back transparent, who do you say won?"

I won?

Feng Zhiping was overjoyed, and after a while, he felt bored.

Maybe it's because I don't have memory, this victory is not as happy as I imagined, and after thinking for a while, I found that the main reason why I couldn't get excited was not because I didn't have a memory, but because there was no one to tell.

That little shadow fell heavily on my heart, I couldn't see or touch it, even if I immediately cultivated into a martial spirit, I didn't seem to be happy.

Looking at Feng Zhiping's expression, Qing'an smiled weirdly and said, "Think less and think less, thinking too much will affect recovery." ”

Feng Zhiping's face flushed, feeling that Qing'an knew something, and looking over, the latter had already turned his head to pick up the medicine.

"Am I going to stay here forever?" Feng Zhiping asked.

Qing'an didn't look back: "Stay for two more days, and you can leave after removing the splint." ”

Well, the thighs are the biggest now, so it's better to be honest if you don't want to be lame.

Looking around, the room was full of medicinal herbs and bottles and jars, and there were several rows of small stoves boiling medicinal soup outside the door, so he was very bored, so he asked without words: "Uncle Qing'an, you are an alchemist, right? Doesn't it mean that you all use Dan furnaces for refining medicines, how can I look no different from the medical hall outside?"

Qing'an smiled: "Who told you that the pharmacist has to use the Dan furnace? The instrument and the medicine are just collectively referred to, and the instrument is divided into casters and cutters according to the type, and smelting, casting, polishing, carving, warming, plating, and so on according to the process. The same is true for medicine, divided into alchemy, refining medicine two kinds, the former strengthens the body, the latter treats diseases and saves people, according to the process and divided into consultation, formula, medicine, fire supervision, extraction, sealing, etc., most people will do everything but can only specialize in one or a few items, everything is proficient in fresh and fresh, only the grandmaster. ”

Feng Zhiping was speechless: "It's so complicated?

"Of course!"

Grabbing the two medicine bottles and showing them, Qing'an said: "No matter alchemy and refining medicine, the heat is the most important, when and what kind of fire is used to boil it, and the difference of one point will affect the performance of the medicinal properties." The same is true for sealing, you look at the two bottles, in your opinion they are no different, but in fact their materials are very different, one is carved with fire warm jade, the other is carved with cold spirit stone, and the mud seal at the mouth of the bottle is the same, all of which do not conflict with the medicine contained, and the powerful sealing master can also rely on the container to further warm the medicinal properties, and the medicinal properties are better than when they were just baked!"

There is a specialization in the art industry!

Feng Zhiping secretly sighed.

On the other hand, isn't his martial arts the same as the Dao of Medicine and Medicine?

His eighteen kinds of blades make it seem that it is not difficult for outsiders, just practice more, but this is not the case.

Blades can be generally divided into two categories, long and short, a little more can be divided into soft and hard, this is the four categories, and then subdivided is more complicated, eighteen kinds of blades are just a general term, you must know that the same sword, long sword short sword, hardware soft sword, and even short knife dagger before are different, if you want to fight against the enemy, you have to know their subtlety, otherwise you can only draw a tiger into an anti-dog, and you can laugh generously and lose a small life.

At the beginning of the practice, I had suffered enough, the sword was fine, the gun and the spear, these two like the little bastard were the most difficult, one accidentally used the wrong method, I don't know how much ridicule I was given by the second brother.

Feng Zhiping had a new understanding of the Dao of Medicine and Medicine, and he was even more determined not to get involved.

Just kidding, my energy is not enough for cultivation, and I am distracted from studying these things that I don't have, which is purely looking for guilt.

After chatting a few words, Qing'an left the room, there were other people waiting outside for treatment, and they couldn't delay their work.

Feng Zhiping stayed in the house alone, listening to the small medicine pot outside the door, and his stomach also rumbling, he couldn't help but be secretly annoyed, he forgot to ask Qing'an for food. 4E

said that he was in a coma for long enough this time, for ten days.

According to Qing'an, he should have woken up on the fourth day, worried that he would not be able to withstand the torture of leg bone healing, so he used anesthetic to stun himself again, and only today did he wake himself up.

Ten days of eating, drinking, and Lazar were all on this bed, Feng Zhiping didn't know who cleaned it up for himself, anyway, it was clean, and he thought about turning around and asking to thank the next family, and he was so thoughtful that he was almost comparable to his personal maid Xiao Tao.

Just thinking about it, a little medicine boy walked in, eight or nine years old, very cute.

I'll go, I entered Chunfeng Hall at such a young age, and I still follow Qing'an's side, it won't be his illegitimate son, right?

Feng Zhiping maliciously speculated, the little medicine boy didn't know, saw Feng Zhiping wake up and smiled happily and squinted, and walked quickly to the bed with a plate.

"Are you awake? Do you still hurt? Here, Master let you drink it, I boiled it with my own hands, and it took me five hours!"

The little medicine boy tilted his head, looking like he was waiting for praise, Feng Zhiping was not stingy, smiling and wanting to touch his head, but was dodged, and his little face was annoyed.

"I hate it! Master said, a man's head represents dignity, and it can't be touched casually!"

Feng Zhiping lost his mind slightly, Feng Moxiu also said this, but he was used to wandering outside for a long time with Lao Dong, and he unconsciously forgot the etiquette.

Even if it's a child, touching your head casually is a very uneducated performance.

It's just that such a young child calls himself a man, how funny he thinks.

Holding back his smile, Feng Zhiping said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's my brother's fault, my brother apologizes." What's your name, it's Uncle Qing'an's son... That apprentice?"

After a long time, I almost leaked my mouth, but fortunately, the other party was young and changed his mouth quickly, so I shouldn't be able to hear it.

It's a pity that the most common thing in the world is to be afraid of something, the little medicine boy's smiling face suddenly became weird again, and he said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not the illegitimate son of the master, I was picked up by the master, my name is Qingsheng!"

Feng Zhiping was stunned, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

On the contrary, he celebrated his birthday freely, and said in a milky voice: "Don't pity me, don't shy away, I never feel pitiful, but I'm very glad to have met Master." Master treats me very well, just like my father, I am much luckier than many children with parents, although they have their parents' love, they are stupid and don't understand anything, they only know how to splash and roll around and pee silly, I know a lot, Master said that I don't have to be thirty years old to inherit his mantle!"

Uh, this...

Feng Zhiping doesn't know what to say, but Qingsheng is indeed very sensible and has maturity far beyond his age.

"Drink the medicine!" Qing'an put the plate forward.

Feng Zhiping picked it up with a smile, took a sip of dryness, and then almost didn't spit it out.

Bitter!

Bitterness I've never tasted!

The heart and liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys trembled together, and the face was so bitter that he couldn't stretch it out.

Qingsheng stared at Shui Lingling's big eyes, and his little face was full of admiration: "You are so powerful, everyone else drinks this medicine for ten sips, and it has to contain sugar, you actually drank it all at once!"

Feng Zhiping was stunned and looked at the plate: "Where's the sugar?"

Qingsheng put down the plate, took out a small paper bag from his arms and unfolded it: "Here, I haven't had time to give it to you yet." ”

"I..."

Feng Zhiping almost scolded his mother, and forced himself to ask, "Boy, did you do it on purpose?"

Qingsheng blinked suspiciously: "Why do you say I did it on purpose?"

Well, he is a child, and he is innocent, and he thinks too much.

Pick up a piece of candy and put it in your mouth, the sweetness is released, and it is really much better.

Turning his head to see Qingsheng sucking saliva and staring at the remaining two pieces, Feng Zhiping was amused in his heart, pinched one piece and handed it over: "Come to one?"

Qingsheng waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no, the master said that I am young, and if I eat too much sugar, I will have bad teeth, and I can only eat one piece a day." I've already eaten it today and can't eat it again!"

Having said that, a pair of big eyes stared at Feng Zhiping's fingers for a moment, and his eyes were full of longing.

Maturity is maturity, but maturity is also a child.

Feng Zhiping was happy and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eat secretly, we both know, we won't tell anyone!"

Qingsheng bit the candy cube and stayed stupidly in place, but he couldn't resist the temptation of sweetness, he took it into his mouth with a smile, leaned closer and raised his tail finger: "Then let's talk about it, can't you tell Master!"

"Well, that's a deal. ”

Feng Zhiping stretched out his hand and hooked it with him, shook it a few times and let it go, and the two boys, one big and one young, laughed together.

"Sugar coating" opened the way, Qingsheng and Feng Zhiping became familiar with each other, the little adult's shelf was gradually put down, his big eyes rolled around, and the thief climbed into bed and leaned into his ear.

"You give me candy, and I want to give you a gift in return, so I'm going to tell you a secret. There is a beautiful big sister who came to see you five times a few days ago, but she was stopped by Master, and she said that she would come back, but I still don't feel that Master will let her in. Master originally didn't let me tell you, saying that it would delay the recovery of injuries and avoid suspicion, but I felt that sister was so pitiful, and you were so good, so I decided to help you once. You write a letter, and the next time she comes, I will help you take it out and tell her that she is safe. ”