Chapter 117 2 Still Forget It
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Mo Ran Gui Yu
Chapter 117
"Since you let me practice martial arts, are there any exercises for me to practice?"
Jiang Youchu asked the key point. Without skills, one cannot practice martial arts. If one insists, one can only cultivate to the Naling stage of quasi-warriors without skills, and then stagnates.
By the way, Mu Yun practiced openly and did not need exercises.
"This..." Mu Yun was stunned, he didn't have the skills, so he had to find a way to get one.
"Doctor Jiang, I finally found you!"
A nurse came running panting, just about to say something, when she looked up and saw Jiang Youchu's face, she was surprised: "Jiang Jiang...Doctor, your face..."
"Don't worry about this, why are you looking for me?" Jiang Youchu asked.
"The patient with heart disease that you treated in the early morning suddenly deteriorated and his life was dying." The nurse said quickly.
Jiang Youchu suddenly became confused, my operation was obviously successful, how could I get sick?
"Go and have a look." Mu Yun said.
"Ding! Trigger the selection function."
"Option 100: Pretend you didn't hear about it and leave here. Reward: Mental Power +[-]."
"Option [-]: Jiang Youchu is very tired now and doesn't want to deal with too many things. Take her away. Reward: Yin Yang Wuji Kung Fu."
"Option [-]: Help Jiang Youchu treat that patient, reward: Thousand Moon Immortal Scripture."
"Yin Yang Promise Skill? Thousand Moon Immortal Sutra?"
Mu Yun was puzzled, he automatically ignored the first choice, and the last two choices sound like exercises, but there are two exercises, and he doesn't know which one to choose.
"Yin-Yang Wuji Kungfu requires men and women to practice together. It is useful for both the host and the host's woman. There is no need to say more about the cultivation method. The Qianyue Immortal Sutra was specially created for Jiang Youchu, and it is her exclusive kung fu. It is more effective with half the effort."
"Secondly, forget it." Mu Yun's eyelids jumped.
Right now, he wants to train Jiang Youchu, so he won't feel that way about her in a short time.
Moreover, if you do that all day long, cultivation is no longer cultivation.
"Mr. Mu, I'm going to see the patient. The matter of practicing martial arts is temporarily postponed."
After speaking, Jiang Youchu hurried away.
……
A bed in a ward.
A doctor and two nurses are resuscitating a patient on a bed.
"You must save him!"
"The old clock is in danger, and it may be impossible to recover."
"At least there is hope!"
Two old men shouted nearby, they were friends of the patient.
"How's the situation?" At this time, Jiang Youchu rushed over.
"Mr. Zhong's heart is failing, and his beating frequency is getting less and less. He may die in a few minutes."
said the doctor.
Jiang Youchu's expression was not very good when he heard the words, it was so serious that even surgery was not possible, and stable injection of drugs was no longer possible.
The patient is over 80 years old. During the operation in the early morning, he was injected with drugs to stabilize his condition.
Re-injection would be tantamount to hastening his death.
"Impossible, you have to do your best to treat Lao Zhong!"
One of the old men with a more violent temper roared loudly.
"Lao Li, keep your voice down, don't disturb Lao Zhong." Another old man named Wang Yanhai stopped Li Lao.
Lao Li shut up.
"It's really tricky."
Mu Yun walked in, and scanned Elder Zhong's heart with extraordinary perspective: "It's very serious, but it can still be treated."
"Boss Mu, do you have a way to treat him?"
the doctor asked.
It would be great if it can be cured. This patient is a famous old Chinese doctor and a philanthropist.
Such a good person, with a bit of conscience, would not want him to die.
"Yes." Mu Yun took out thirteen silver needles, and using the skill of a medical master, he used the thirteen needles of fortune!
(End of this chapter)
"Since you let me practice martial arts, are there any exercises for me to practice?"
Jiang Youchu asked the key point. Without skills, one cannot practice martial arts. If one insists, one can only cultivate to the Naling stage of quasi-warriors without skills, and then stagnates.
By the way, Mu Yun practiced openly and did not need exercises.
"This..." Mu Yun was stunned, he didn't have the skills, so he had to find a way to get one.
"Doctor Jiang, I finally found you!"
A nurse came running panting, just about to say something, when she looked up and saw Jiang Youchu's face, she was surprised: "Jiang Jiang...Doctor, your face..."
"Don't worry about this, why are you looking for me?" Jiang Youchu asked.
"The patient with heart disease that you treated in the early morning suddenly deteriorated and his life was dying." The nurse said quickly.
Jiang Youchu suddenly became confused, my operation was obviously successful, how could I get sick?
"Go and have a look." Mu Yun said.
"Ding! Trigger the selection function."
"Option 100: Pretend you didn't hear about it and leave here. Reward: Mental Power +[-]."
"Option [-]: Jiang Youchu is very tired now and doesn't want to deal with too many things. Take her away. Reward: Yin Yang Wuji Kung Fu."
"Option [-]: Help Jiang Youchu treat that patient, reward: Thousand Moon Immortal Scripture."
"Yin Yang Promise Skill? Thousand Moon Immortal Sutra?"
Mu Yun was puzzled, he automatically ignored the first choice, and the last two choices sound like exercises, but there are two exercises, and he doesn't know which one to choose.
"Yin-Yang Wuji Kungfu requires men and women to practice together. It is useful for both the host and the host's woman. There is no need to say more about the cultivation method. The Qianyue Immortal Sutra was specially created for Jiang Youchu, and it is her exclusive kung fu. It is more effective with half the effort."
"Secondly, forget it." Mu Yun's eyelids jumped.
Right now, he wants to train Jiang Youchu, so he won't feel that way about her in a short time.
Moreover, if you do that all day long, cultivation is no longer cultivation.
"Mr. Mu, I'm going to see the patient. The matter of practicing martial arts is temporarily postponed."
After speaking, Jiang Youchu hurried away.
……
A bed in a ward.
A doctor and two nurses are resuscitating a patient on a bed.
"You must save him!"
"The old clock is in danger, and it may be impossible to recover."
"At least there is hope!"
Two old men shouted nearby, they were friends of the patient.
"How's the situation?" At this time, Jiang Youchu rushed over.
"Mr. Zhong's heart is failing, and his beating frequency is getting less and less. He may die in a few minutes."
said the doctor.
Jiang Youchu's expression was not very good when he heard the words, it was so serious that even surgery was not possible, and stable injection of drugs was no longer possible.
The patient is over 80 years old. During the operation in the early morning, he was injected with drugs to stabilize his condition.
Re-injection would be tantamount to hastening his death.
"Impossible, you have to do your best to treat Lao Zhong!"
One of the old men with a more violent temper roared loudly.
"Lao Li, keep your voice down, don't disturb Lao Zhong." Another old man named Wang Yanhai stopped Li Lao.
Lao Li shut up.
"It's really tricky."
Mu Yun walked in, and scanned Elder Zhong's heart with extraordinary perspective: "It's very serious, but it can still be treated."
"Boss Mu, do you have a way to treat him?"
the doctor asked.
It would be great if it can be cured. This patient is a famous old Chinese doctor and a philanthropist.
Such a good person, with a bit of conscience, would not want him to die.
"Yes." Mu Yun took out thirteen silver needles, and using the skill of a medical master, he used the thirteen needles of fortune!
(End of this chapter)
