Chapter 42: A Third-Rate Master
"Bang"
The clay pot in Zhong Ling's hand was thrown on the ground and shattered. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Zhong Ling took small steps all the way, and when he arrived next to Huang Liang, he saw the clothes that Huang Liang couldn't take off anymore, and the huge wound on his arm that almost spanned half of his arm, his little face immediately wrinkled, and tears began to roll in his eyes.
"This hurts...... It's too serious!"
Dr. Feng was holding the dead half of the yellow sorghum sleeve in his hand, and his face couldn't hide his surprise.
Huang Liang patted Zhong Ling's arm, "It's okay, it's already over, Doctor Feng is the holy hand in medicine, just deal with these minor injuries." ”
"Brother"
Zhong Ling's eyes flowed, and his tone was full of uncontrollable sadness. The palm of his hand gripped Huang Liang's arm tightly, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
Huang Liang patted Zhong Ling's arm helplessly, comforted and said, "Okay, don't cry, delay Dr. Feng to help me see the wound." ”
Zhong Ling stopped crying when he heard this, wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and gave way to his position: "Doctor Feng, you can help my brother see, what medicine is good to use and what medicine is good, although my family has no money, I have to take care of my brother's injury by smashing pots and selling iron." ”
Doctor Feng touched his gray beard and smashed his mouth and said.
"Young man, I didn't say you, since you are so seriously injured, why don't you hurry up and let the military medical officer treat your injuries. Old man, I have been a doctor for so many years, and I have seen countless wounded soldiers, but I have only seen three people as serious as you. This injury, fortunately, I met the old man, okay, little girl, don't cry, come, help me cut my clothes with scissors. ”
Doctor Feng handed Zhong Ling a pair of scissors and commanded.
Because the blood from the wound stuck the clothes to the skin, the clothes could not be taken off, so they had to be cut with scissors. With tears in his eyes, Zhong Ling carefully picked open the cracks in his clothes, and then cut them along the wounds.
Doctor Feng took out another pair of scissors, originally planning to cut them together, but seeing Zhong Ling's ingenuity, he simply put the scissors back and took out a silver knife to pick up the scabbed wound.
"Little girl, okay, okay, don't cut so much, just cut the wound, and where on the chest, there are two arrow wounds, cut them all. ”
Doctor Feng helped Huang Liang remove the rotten flesh from the wound, told Huang Liang to endure the pain, and instructed Zhong Ling to help Huang Liang cut off his clothes.
Because there was no anesthetic, there was a pain in the heart when the wound was opened, and in front of Zhong Ling and the only apprentice, Huang Liang couldn't scream, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it.
Doctor Feng saw that large drops of sweat oozed from Huang Liang's forehead, and reminded Huang Liang: "Young man, you have good luck, you can heal your injuries and suppress the blood flow in your body, which can reduce the pain." ”
Luck?
Huang Liang smiled bitterly, he didn't know how to do internal skills at all, so what kind of skills did he have. A saber fourteen style is still secretly learned, and there are a lot of literary talents, but does this thing work?
"The qi sinks into the dantian, the heart walks at will, and the mind follows the intention to swim in the body. ”
Doctor Feng was stunned when he saw Huang Liang, and understood that Huang Liang might not have internal strength, so he opened his mouth and commanded Huang Liang.
Huang Liang closed his eyes and calmed his mind when he heard this, and his mind sank down the meridians in his body, and after falling a long distance, he fell into the dantian, feeling the internal strength in the dantian.
"Do you feel the hot air flow in the dantian, push him when you feel it, and push him with your mind. It's going to be hard at first, it's like pushing a mountain, but it doesn't matter, push hard, don't worry about anything else, just push hard. After pushing it out, go up along the inner wall of the dantian. ”
Old man Feng helped Huang Liang treat his wounds while directing Huang Liang to cultivate his internal strength.
Zhong Ling finally cut all his clothes, put the scissors aside, and ran to the well platform and sobbed. Huang Liang had three huge wounds on his body, two arrow wounds on his arm and chest, and countless other scabbed or rotten wounds. Zhong Ling thought of the suffering that Huang Liang had endured, and he couldn't help the sorrow in his heart, and he didn't dare to cry, for fear of affecting Huang Liang's healing, so he had to hold on to the well platform, lowered his voice and sobbed.
Mulan came over to help Dr. Feng with a knife, handed over gauze, and saw that Dr. Feng only cared about treating the wound, and no longer opened his mouth to point out Huang Liang's internal strength, so she couldn't help but remind.
"Doctor Feng, why don't you say it, my master still needs your guidance. ”
Doctor Feng glared at Mulan, "Internal strength is so easy to instruct, I see that he was injured like this for Yanzhou, so I kindly instructed him to make him not hurt so badly." This is not my obligation, besides, the internal skills of my doctor, after practice, can only strengthen the body, it is difficult to use it on the battlefield, and it is estimated that your master is not willing to learn. ”
In Huang Liang's ear, the old man was chattering, but in front of him, there was a library that had been spread out, a tall bookshelf that could not be seen at a glance, and a book bound in ink blue cover in front of him.
Green Capsule Book
Huang Liang didn't know what kind of book the green bag book was, but now after the true qi in the body rushed out of the dantian, it was like a wild horse on the reins, rampage in the body, and there was a piercing pain in the meridians, no matter what guidance, Huang Liang was willing to try it, but the old man Feng was reluctant to say it, and Huang Liang, who was in a hurry to go to the doctor, went straight to practice according to the instructions on the green bag book.
Walk agarwood, pass the five flavors, wear sandalwood, and go to the patio......
Under the urging of the yellow sorghum, the internal strength circulated along the meridians for a week and fell into the dantian.
"Huh?"
Finally gathered the chaotic internal energy into the dantian, Huang Liang was about to take a breath, and the surprised voice of Doctor Feng suddenly sounded in his ears.
Mulan asked curiously, "Doctor Feng, what's wrong, is my master's injury not healed?"
When Zhong Ling heard Mulan's words, he couldn't care about crying, and ran over in three steps and two steps, looking at Doctor Feng nervously.
Doctor Feng waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm just strange that it's been so long, why hasn't your master pushed his internal strength out of his body, my old man is good to guide him to continue to practice the following mental method, and how to collect the gong when the internal strength walks through that meridian." It's been so long, and I haven't seen any movement from your master, so your master won't be a waste. ”
"You're a waste!"
Mulan didn't follow, "My master is very talented, and a water tune song is famous all over the world, so it won't be a waste." ”
Old man Feng stroked his beard when he heard this, "Well, I see, since you are a scholar with a literary degree, it is difficult for your master to practice my internal skills to pass on him, and it is the most difficult to achieve both civil and military skills, and ordinary people can't do both civil and military skills! It's a pity, I want to do a good deed, but I can't do it." ”
Mulan looked at Doctor Feng in amazement when she heard this, and asked weakly.
"Doctor Feng, what will happen if my master doesn't have a degree?"
Old man Feng began to pack up the knife gauze, and said absentmindedly: "It's not good, at most there are many third-rate masters in the martial arts, and there is one more captain in the Yanzhou border army." ”
After speaking, without waiting for Mulan to ask, he explained to himself: "I see that the young man is so seriously injured, it is suitable for cultivating my doctor's green capsule book, and with the vigor and vitality of the injury in his body, it is easy to practice the first layer of the green capsule book." It's a pity that it's a literate!"
Putting away the medicine box, Doctor Feng handed a prescription to Zhong Ling.
"Follow this recipe to grab medicine, you don't need any expensive medicine, just ordinary ones. I'm leaving, Mulan, can't you go......"
The internal strength was restrained into the dantian, and a cracking sound suddenly sounded in Huang Liang's ears, as if the paper was torn, as if the brocade silk was separated, and the sound wanted to be in Huang Liang's body.
"Breaking Sound"
Huang Liang involuntarily remembered this word, the acquired martial artist has achieved cultivation, and when he breaks through the original realm, there will be such a sound in his body, as if he is cracked. Thinking of Dr. Feng's words just now, Huang Liang felt a trace of happiness in his heart, could it be said that he had succeeded in cultivation and broke through to become a third-rate master!