Chapter 44 Waiting for the clouds to change, someone is coming
The time will come when manpower will run out.
Even if Song Qingshu was reborn in a lifetime, it was when he was a teenager, and his memory was at its peak; even if Song Qingshu realized that he had learned something and made a leap of thousands of miles, but in less than a day, Song Qingshu could only finish reading the meridian acupuncture sutra that eliminated all kinds of diseases.
You may not be able to grasp the part you have read, so if you write it down like this and don't consolidate it, there will always be a lot of details that will gradually disappear in your mind.
However, the disappearance is not a matter of the present, and Song Qingshu is confident that he can still answer Hu Qingniu's questions that are not too tricky.
However, Hu Qingniu in the wind had long been stunned.
"I'm so stupid, really," Hu Qingniu unconsciously muttered in a low voice: "I only know that he reads the pulse theory quickly, but I don't know that he reads the meridian acupuncture meridian faster."
"In this way, most of my efforts have been learned by this kid?".
Thinking of this, Hu Qingniu only felt fluttering and dizzy, and as for asking questions and examining, he didn't have this thought. Hu Qingniu felt that he needed to calm down.
Taking a deep breath, trying not to let his tone affect the child in front of him, Hu Qingniu said again: "I still have some things today, you go and rest first, and come back in the afternoon." ”
Hu Qingniu said this, and Song Qingshu also felt a little weird. After Nuo Nuo retreated, Song Qingshu thought about Hu Qingniu's actions today, which was indeed very abnormal.
The abnormality should appear on the meridian acupuncture sutra, recalling it, Song Qingshu said categorically. first asked himself to take back the Meridian Acupuncture Sutra, and then asked about his progress, could it be that this Meridian Acupuncture Sutra is involved?
It's a pity that Song Qingshu's memory of this episode is too vague, he remembers that Hu Qingniu seems to have handed over two medical books to Song Qingshu before he was killed, could it be that there is a meridian acupuncture sutra among them?
Song Qingshu shook his head, he couldn't remember so many details when he watched TV series in his previous life, but the soldiers came to block it, and the water came to cover it, so he would go and test it again in the afternoon.
It was useless to think too much, and when he wanted to return to his cabin, Song Qingshu felt that something was wrong.
There was a small crack in the hidden wooden door!
Someone!
Song Qingshu clearly remembered that he had covered the door tightly when he left, and Spider would not come to him at this time.
Without hesitation, Song Qingshu turned around and left.
"It's all here, what are you going to do?" , a charming voice sounded.
"Huh".
Song Qingshu only felt a strong wind passing by, and a pit was stirred up in front of his knee a foot in front of him.
A golden flower was whirling in the pit, rolling up wisps of white smoke, which showed its great strength.
Mother-in-law Golden!
Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile bitterly, but when he turned around, he turned into a panic and walked towards the house. Now people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat, and I can't go if I don't go.
As soon as he walked to the door, he saw a crutch coming in, and before Song Qingshu could dodge, his calf was hit.
saw a "snort", and a small hole appeared between Song Qing's trousers.
"Hmm", Song Qingshu snorted, but he didn't call out, and his calves smelled like they were burned by fire.
Coming to her was the expressionless face of Granny Jinhua.
Vaguely...... Vaguely angry?
The pain in his calf stimulated Song Qingshu, anyway, Song Qingshu had never hated such a face so much.
"Boy, will he save the poison on your body or not? ”
Song Qingshu sneered in his heart, and wanted to inquire about the situation: "He said that this poison is too weird and complicated, and it can't be saved, and it can't be saved." ”
"Oh, is it?", Dai Qisi looked at Song Qingshu with a smile, her eyebrows hooked, full of anger.
stared at Song Qingshu for more than ten seconds, Song Qingshu's gaze did not dodge, Dai Qisi thought that this kid would not dare to lie to her, and Song Qingshu had no internal strength just now, could it be that his poisonous Hu Qingniu really couldn't be solved? Or that bad old man was very bad, he just didn't make a move?
Thinking of this, Dai Qisi's heart was also a little shaken: Also, his poison came from the Western Regions, he had never heard of it, how could he solve it?
Alas, time is running out, and we have to make another plan. As for this kid, he still has to do both.
Without further ado, "hehe", Dai Qisi laughed twice at Song Qingshu, jumped over, floated away, and dropped the sentence leisurely.
"The poison on your body is caused by him, and if he doesn't save you, who will save you."
Song Qingshumu sent her away, smiled, and wanted to stir up right and wrong.
The strength is weak, and you still have to wait and see what happens, but this revenge is not a gentleman, feng shui takes turns, you wait for the master.
After following Hu Qingniu for so long, Song Qingshu also understood the medicinal properties of a lot of herbs, so he found herbs to treat bruises and crushed them and applied them to the wounds, and the pain in them was not enough for outsiders.
However, this beam is finished, Song Qingshu looked coldly, looked into the distance, and then took out the reading notes recorded yesterday, and then carefully consolidated it.
There are two flowers, one on each branch. Hu Qingniu on the other side didn't boil the medicine anymore, but walked to his study with a handrail and looked at the many books on the shelves.
"The Yellow Emperor's Shrimp and Toad Sutra", "Western Zimingtang Burning Sutra", "Taiping Shenghui Fang", "Moxibustion A and B Sutra", "Qianjin Fang", ......
Hu Qingniu sighed leisurely, these are all foreign objects, books of ancestors, and there are several stacks of papyrus paper at the bottom of the lower left corner of the bookshelf, such as "Theory of Pulse" and "Meridian Acupuncture Sutra" Seeing this, Hu Qingniu's gaze softened a lot, all of which were his own painstaking attention.
Now that the "Meridian Acupuncture Sutra" has been read by that kid for most of it, could it be that this is the fate of God, so that I can teach him to accept him as a disciple?
Song Qingshu's learning ability is strong, but it made Hu Qingniu love talents, and he wanted to see how this person was, after all, he knew people and faces, but he didn't know his heart, who knew that people hadn't seen it yet, and he had been learned more than half of his body and blood, which made Hu Qingniu panic.
Painstaking efforts are not equal to medical skills, how subtle the medical Tao is, how can Song Qingshu be able to understand it within a few days, but Song Qingshu has lived in the content of the "Meridian Acupuncture Sutra", as long as these things are not forgotten, and then integrated in the future, Hu Qingniu's body and mind will be mastered by him.
This is the root of Hu Qingniu's panic, what if he teaches a cultist who deceives his name and steals the world, swaggers and deceives, and is unkind and unjust?
It would be nice if Aunt Nan was here, at least there was someone to discuss, Hu Qingniu couldn't help but think of her.
Thinking of this, Hu Qingniu groaned for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter.
That kid just learned medical skills, and he wasn't a poisonous skill like Nangu, he could only heal people, and he could not harm people.
"Aunt Nan, Aunt Nan, you are really my panacea", Hu Qingniu laughed, and he also had a measure in his heart, in the future, I will only teach him the art of saving people, and I really don't mention the theory of poison medicine.
"When a person is over fifty and knows the destiny of heaven, it is time for me to have a closed disciple. ”
This is exactly what it is:
He has been a doctor for decades, and he is sincerely afraid of being buried.
Waiting for the clouds to rise, and someone is coming to the peak?