On this day, Mr. took Cong Yixian and a group of students into the mountain, collected medicine along the way, explained its use and precautions to everyone, and found a sheltered place to light a fire and cook at noon.

During the break after dinner, some of the students sat around with two or three, some four or five, laughing and chatting, because Cong Yixian was a foreign identity, he was still not accepted by everyone at this time, and the laughter and laughter around him made him even more lonely and bored, so he left alone and went for a walk in the mountains.

After walking for several miles, I saw an iron gate between the mountain walls beside the road, about seven feet wide and three feet high, which sealed the gap between the mountain walls. Cong Yixian stepped forward, his ten fingers poked into the bottom of the door, his arms were lifted up, and the iron door did not move at all.

Cong Yixian thought to himself: "This iron gate should have a few hundred catties." He went into the bushes, held the valve with both hands, turned to the left and did not move, then turned to the right, and made a squeaky sound, which was evident that the valve had been going on for a long time.

Suddenly, I heard a man shouting, "Hey, don't move!"

It was too late, he had turned the valve to the end, and then he heard a rattling sound, followed by a whistling, a gust of wind rolled out of the gap in the mountain wall, and Cong Yixian was pushed by the wind, and involuntarily flew into the gap.

It turned out that there was a backflow wind here, which could sweep nearby animals and people into the canyon on the other side, and the academy wanted to make this mountain a practice site, so it used an iron gate to block the wind.

In the wind howling, he felt that someone had grabbed his ankle, but the wind was so strong that no man could resist it, and instead of saving him, the man trapped himself.

The wind carried them across the deep stream, and when the wind weakened, they fell to a tree, and with a clattering sound, they broke the branches and leaves, and fell to the ground.

Cong Yixian's back and limbs were very painful, as if they were about to break, humming and chirping for a long time, his mind was clearer, his hands were on the ground, and when he was about to get up, he suddenly felt a terrible pain in his legs, and it turned out that his leg bones had been broken.

He secretly screamed in his heart, and when he turned his head to look, there was a person lying on the ground, with a slender figure, long hair and a long skirt, it was a woman, and he turned the woman over to recognize her as Gan Yingying.

Cong Yixian shouted: "Senior Sister Gan, Senior Sister Gan." After a few gentle pushes, Gan Yingying did not respond, and when she saw blood oozing from the back of her head, she guessed that the back of her head was shocked when she fell, so that she fell unconscious.

Looking around, I saw a few small red flowers growing under the tree next to me, and the branches were wrapped around rattans, and there were small blue fruits growing on the rattans, and I secretly rejoiced: "It's really luck." "It turns out that the safflower is called Fire Smoked Rouge, which has the effect of invigorating blood and removing blood stasis, and the blue fruit is a refreshing celestial star.

He crawled little by little with his arms, and finally came to the bottom of the tree, picked the fire smoked rouge, and threw stones into the tree, and after a while, more than ten blue fruits fell, he collected them, returned to Gan Yingying's side, wiped off the blood stains on the back of her head, rubbed the fire smoked rouge with two stones, applied it to her wounds, and fed her to swallow the blue fruits.

After a long time, Gan Yingying sighed, woke up slowly, looked around, and asked, "Senior Brother Cong, where is this?"

Cong Yixian said: "This is in the canyon of the back mountain, you are injured, don't move." ”

Gan Yingying remembered what happened before, and Cong Yixian said: "I'm sorry, I'm the one who has affected you." ”

Gan Yingying said: "You don't have to blame yourself, the most important thing now is to get out of here." Seeing that Cong Yixian's leg was broken, he went to look for herbs, and after a while, he came back with a handful of herbs and said, "You can quickly put the medicine on."

Cong Yixian had already connected the leg bones, checked the herbs, picked up one of them, and said, "Miss Yingying, there must be a thousand-handed Buddha near this blue grass, you go and pick some." ”

Gan Yingying thought to herself: "The Thousand-Handed Buddha contains a little bit of poison, what do you want it to do? Besides, how do you know that the Thousand-Handed Buddha is near the Blue Grass?" But seeing what he said, she went to the place where there was the Blue Grass to look for it, and sure enough, she found the Thousand-Handed Buddha.

Cong Yixian picked out a few herbs, crushed them with stones, applied them to the broken bones, pinched the thick rhizome of the thousand-handed Buddha, and the broken mouth oozed thick red fat, he wiped the red fat to the wound, his skin was scorching, and he couldn't help but hiss.

Gan Yingying exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

Cong Yixian didn't answer, and endured the pain and smeared the red grease all over the wound, so painful that his face turned pale and he kept inhaling.

It's strange to say, although there are many herbs in this mountain, the spiritual effect is not significant, similar to this kind of broken bone injury, even if you take medicine, it takes two or three days to be able to walk, and it will heal after a month, but two hours after Cong Yixian dresses the medicine, he can get up and walk.

Gan Yingying was taken aback when she saw it, and said, "What kind of recipe is this, and why is the effect so significant?"

Cong Yixian said: "My master once said that the cracked flower can promote the healing effect of the marrow grass, according to the "Shennong Materia Medica" you explained to me, this is called the way of the monarch and the minister, in fact, the fire spiritual power of the cracked flower has played a role. The Thousand-Handed Buddha and the Blue Grass coexist with each other, although it contains flame poison, the fire spiritual power is more abundant than the cracked flower, supplemented by it, it can increase the healing effect of the marrow grass tenfold. ”

Gan Yingying praised: "It's amazing, although you haven't read many medical books, your ability to use medicine is much better than mine, I'm afraid my father is not as good as you." ”

Cong Yixian said: "I came to the Central Plains, first, I want to learn from all the famous medical experts, and second, I want to make a name for myself with my medical skills, so I naturally want to know the way of medicine." ”

Gan Yingying looked at him with her hands on her cheeks and said, "You are really ambitious. However, the most powerful doctors in the Central Plains are gathered in the Imperial Hospital, and if you can be elected to the Imperial Hospital, it will be equivalent to becoming famous. ”

Cong Yixian said: "Imperial Hospital?"

Gan Yingying said: "Yes, medical schools around the country select three students from each class and recommend them to enter the imperial hospital, and three out of three hundred are selected, which is equivalent to one out of a hundred." ”

Cong Yixian thought for a moment, suddenly slapped his thigh, and said confidently: "Okay, my goal is to break into the top three of the academy and enter the imperial hospital!" and asked Gan Yingying: "What is your goal?"

Gan Yingying smiled embarrassedly and said, "As long as I strive to be selected by the doctor to enter the Gewu Academy in the third year, I will be done with a fifth-class completion grade." Alas, although I am proficient in medical books, I am very lacking in the skills to identify drugs and detoxify. ”

Cong Yixian said: "Then you have to work hard." ”

The corners of Gan Yingying's mouth raised, and she smiled: "No need, I have a way." ”

Cong Yixian said: "What method?"

Although there was no one around, Gan Yingying still lowered her voice and said, "I have already inquired, as long as I send enough money to the doctor, he will choose me as a subordinate, and my father has already prepared the silver." ”