Chapter 742 Self-healing
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Zi Meng You Long
This time, he planned to kill Zong La, but killed his younger brother Puticha, but Zong La escaped without any damage.
On our side, the sloppy Taoist was the most injured, and we don't know what the outcome will be.
Although my medical skills are not bad, he is still not sure about this situation. After all, he is not a professional doctor, so he must invite experts to come over.
Brother Gu has broken several ribs and has been in a coma for a long time. I have done a simple treatment for him and connected all his broken ribs.
Until noon the next day, Zhao Yangui came back, bringing with him a gray-haired old man who was also Thai Chinese.
Zhao Yangui said that this is the best doctor in Thailand. His ancestors are Miao people in southern Xinjiang. The ancestral Miao doctor specializes in healing injuries for practitioners. It took a lot of money to invite them here.
"Brother Zhao, I will pay for whatever money I have, and I must cure Lao Luo." I said in a deep voice.
"Master Wu, I will pay for this money! Brother Xiao Luo also became like this to save us. If he hadn't used the Maoshan God Fighting Technique, we would have all left our lives on that small island." Zhao Yangui solemnly Said.
"Stop arguing, the matter has come to this point, it has nothing to do with money, it's important to save people first." Liang Yuna said aside.
Then, we took the old man to the bedroom.
The old man's name was Zhou Qingbo, with white beard and white hair, ruddy complexion, he seemed to be a little cultivated, but he didn't look very tall, and he didn't know how good his medical skills were.
But he was found by Zhao Yangui anyway, so it shouldn't be too bad.
Zhou Qingbo came to the bedroom, first glanced at the two people lying on the bed, then walked directly to the side of the sloppy Taoist priest, checked his pulse, and checked his injuries, and then said : "This young man was the most seriously injured, his qi and blood were retrograde, and he hurt his own yuan. He must have almost lost his life, right?"
Hearing what he said, I started to feel a little bit confused.
I don't know if the old man is really capable or pretending to be capable.
The situation of sloppy Taoist priests can usually be seen by doctors who treat practitioners.
But what he said next changed my opinion of him a lot.
"Did this young man eat something like Tianlingdibao not long ago? At the critical moment, there was a clear spirit that protected the lifeline and kept him alive, and the kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure he ate There is a special ability that can make the injury recover quickly. Just now, the old man checked his pulse and found that his broken meridian has been recovering quickly. According to this situation, the old man only needs to prescribe a few more medicines to cultivate After ten days and a half months, they should be almost recovered." Zhou Qingbo looked at the crowd with doubts and said.
Hearing this, the few of us looked at each other, and I couldn't help being happy, so I said excitedly: "Mr. Zhou, you really told me, some time ago, we got some petals of the ten thousand year snow lotus, each of them I took two tablets, you mean the petals of the ten thousand year snow lotus have played a role?"
Zhou Qingbo was a little surprised when he heard about it, and said: "It is rumored that in the Tianshan Mountains in the northwest, there is a ten thousand year snow lotus, which is a very rare natural treasure. Among them, the most precious ten thousand year snow lotus fruit was obtained by a group of young people. Is it you?"
"That shouldn't be wrong. I got the Wannian snow lotus fruit, and I pulled a few petals. Except for me, each of them decocted two Wannian snow lotus petals." A smile appeared on my face.
"Two slices per person... This... This is a big deal. A petal of a ten thousand-year-old snow lotus flower can fetch a sky-high price. You actually pay two slices per person. No wonder his injuries healed so quickly. If it was placed in a normal time, It's really unbelievable." Zhou Qingbo said a little excitedly.
"Mr. Zhou, if you say that, I'm relieved. Does it mean that they don't need to take medicine, because they can recover slowly because of the ten thousand year snow lotus petals?" I asked again.
"It is reasonable to say that there is no problem. You have obtained the snow lotus flower that has been bred for thousands of years, and you have obtained the good fortune of heaven and earth. The essence of the sun and the moon has infinite magical effects. Not only can you increase your cultivation, but you have also obtained a special ability. Self-healing, as long as the internal organs are not particularly damaged, they can recover slowly under normal circumstances, and the Wannian snow lotus itself has the ability to revive human flesh and bones." Zhou Qingbo said again.
"Is that because the arm was cut off, and another one can grow?" I couldn't help asking.
"That can't be! Ten thousand years of snow lotus is not so miraculous." Zhou Qingbo said decisively.
"Mr. Zhou, then you can prescribe the medicine as soon as possible, my friend, how long will it take to get back to normal?" I said happily.
"It can take half a month, and it can take a month. It should be almost cured. The prescriptions I prescribed are all tonics, to remove putrefaction and strengthen muscles, to replenish qi and coagulate blood, and to regulate meridians. There are no expensive medicinal materials."
"That's good, that's good." I rubbed my hands excitedly.
A smile appeared on the face of Yuan Kong beside him.
I really didn't expect that the ten thousand year snow lotus has this kind of effect. Before, I only thought that it could increase the cultivation base, but now it seems that the increase in cultivation base is secondary, and the ability of self-healing is more practical. If there is one breath left, it is possible to survive.
While I was thinking about this matter, Zhou Qingbo suddenly asked again: "Excuse me, have you sold that Wannian yacon fruit? If you want to sell it, I can introduce you to a big buyer, and you can report it as you like." Number, my friend will never bargain."
"Mr. Zhou, don't think about it too much, the ten thousand year old snow lotus fruit was eaten by this man in front of you." Zhao Yangui looked at me and said.
"Eat?" Zhou Qingbo stared at me blankly, and said in disbelief, "Young man, do you feel that your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, or has your serious illness recovered immediately?"
"None, I swallowed the ten thousand year yacon fruit not for myself." I explained.
After chatting for a long time, Zhou Qingbo finally got back to the topic, took out a pen and paper, and prescribed a prescription, Zhao Yangui took it, and said that Xiong Da should go get the medicine right away.
Afterwards, Zhou Qingbo looked at Gu Haoran again, and he was fine.
The key is that he also drank the medicine boiled from the petals of the ten thousand year snow lotus, and the injury was much lighter than that of the sloppy Taoist priest.
Zhou Qingbo just glanced at Gu Haoran briefly, and said that his injury would recover within half a month, without even prescribing any medicine.
Now I feel a little bit regretful, thinking why the sloppy Taoist priest didn’t tear up two more petals of the ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus, so that I can drink some medicinal soup.
On our side, the sloppy Taoist was the most injured, and we don't know what the outcome will be.
Although my medical skills are not bad, he is still not sure about this situation. After all, he is not a professional doctor, so he must invite experts to come over.
Brother Gu has broken several ribs and has been in a coma for a long time. I have done a simple treatment for him and connected all his broken ribs.
Until noon the next day, Zhao Yangui came back, bringing with him a gray-haired old man who was also Thai Chinese.
Zhao Yangui said that this is the best doctor in Thailand. His ancestors are Miao people in southern Xinjiang. The ancestral Miao doctor specializes in healing injuries for practitioners. It took a lot of money to invite them here.
"Brother Zhao, I will pay for whatever money I have, and I must cure Lao Luo." I said in a deep voice.
"Master Wu, I will pay for this money! Brother Xiao Luo also became like this to save us. If he hadn't used the Maoshan God Fighting Technique, we would have all left our lives on that small island." Zhao Yangui solemnly Said.
"Stop arguing, the matter has come to this point, it has nothing to do with money, it's important to save people first." Liang Yuna said aside.
Then, we took the old man to the bedroom.
The old man's name was Zhou Qingbo, with white beard and white hair, ruddy complexion, he seemed to be a little cultivated, but he didn't look very tall, and he didn't know how good his medical skills were.
But he was found by Zhao Yangui anyway, so it shouldn't be too bad.
Zhou Qingbo came to the bedroom, first glanced at the two people lying on the bed, then walked directly to the side of the sloppy Taoist priest, checked his pulse, and checked his injuries, and then said : "This young man was the most seriously injured, his qi and blood were retrograde, and he hurt his own yuan. He must have almost lost his life, right?"
Hearing what he said, I started to feel a little bit confused.
I don't know if the old man is really capable or pretending to be capable.
The situation of sloppy Taoist priests can usually be seen by doctors who treat practitioners.
But what he said next changed my opinion of him a lot.
"Did this young man eat something like Tianlingdibao not long ago? At the critical moment, there was a clear spirit that protected the lifeline and kept him alive, and the kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure he ate There is a special ability that can make the injury recover quickly. Just now, the old man checked his pulse and found that his broken meridian has been recovering quickly. According to this situation, the old man only needs to prescribe a few more medicines to cultivate After ten days and a half months, they should be almost recovered." Zhou Qingbo looked at the crowd with doubts and said.
Hearing this, the few of us looked at each other, and I couldn't help being happy, so I said excitedly: "Mr. Zhou, you really told me, some time ago, we got some petals of the ten thousand year snow lotus, each of them I took two tablets, you mean the petals of the ten thousand year snow lotus have played a role?"
Zhou Qingbo was a little surprised when he heard about it, and said: "It is rumored that in the Tianshan Mountains in the northwest, there is a ten thousand year snow lotus, which is a very rare natural treasure. Among them, the most precious ten thousand year snow lotus fruit was obtained by a group of young people. Is it you?"
"That shouldn't be wrong. I got the Wannian snow lotus fruit, and I pulled a few petals. Except for me, each of them decocted two Wannian snow lotus petals." A smile appeared on my face.
"Two slices per person... This... This is a big deal. A petal of a ten thousand-year-old snow lotus flower can fetch a sky-high price. You actually pay two slices per person. No wonder his injuries healed so quickly. If it was placed in a normal time, It's really unbelievable." Zhou Qingbo said a little excitedly.
"Mr. Zhou, if you say that, I'm relieved. Does it mean that they don't need to take medicine, because they can recover slowly because of the ten thousand year snow lotus petals?" I asked again.
"It is reasonable to say that there is no problem. You have obtained the snow lotus flower that has been bred for thousands of years, and you have obtained the good fortune of heaven and earth. The essence of the sun and the moon has infinite magical effects. Not only can you increase your cultivation, but you have also obtained a special ability. Self-healing, as long as the internal organs are not particularly damaged, they can recover slowly under normal circumstances, and the Wannian snow lotus itself has the ability to revive human flesh and bones." Zhou Qingbo said again.
"Is that because the arm was cut off, and another one can grow?" I couldn't help asking.
"That can't be! Ten thousand years of snow lotus is not so miraculous." Zhou Qingbo said decisively.
"Mr. Zhou, then you can prescribe the medicine as soon as possible, my friend, how long will it take to get back to normal?" I said happily.
"It can take half a month, and it can take a month. It should be almost cured. The prescriptions I prescribed are all tonics, to remove putrefaction and strengthen muscles, to replenish qi and coagulate blood, and to regulate meridians. There are no expensive medicinal materials."
"That's good, that's good." I rubbed my hands excitedly.
A smile appeared on the face of Yuan Kong beside him.
I really didn't expect that the ten thousand year snow lotus has this kind of effect. Before, I only thought that it could increase the cultivation base, but now it seems that the increase in cultivation base is secondary, and the ability of self-healing is more practical. If there is one breath left, it is possible to survive.
While I was thinking about this matter, Zhou Qingbo suddenly asked again: "Excuse me, have you sold that Wannian yacon fruit? If you want to sell it, I can introduce you to a big buyer, and you can report it as you like." Number, my friend will never bargain."
"Mr. Zhou, don't think about it too much, the ten thousand year old snow lotus fruit was eaten by this man in front of you." Zhao Yangui looked at me and said.
"Eat?" Zhou Qingbo stared at me blankly, and said in disbelief, "Young man, do you feel that your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, or has your serious illness recovered immediately?"
"None, I swallowed the ten thousand year yacon fruit not for myself." I explained.
After chatting for a long time, Zhou Qingbo finally got back to the topic, took out a pen and paper, and prescribed a prescription, Zhao Yangui took it, and said that Xiong Da should go get the medicine right away.
Afterwards, Zhou Qingbo looked at Gu Haoran again, and he was fine.
The key is that he also drank the medicine boiled from the petals of the ten thousand year snow lotus, and the injury was much lighter than that of the sloppy Taoist priest.
Zhou Qingbo just glanced at Gu Haoran briefly, and said that his injury would recover within half a month, without even prescribing any medicine.
Now I feel a little bit regretful, thinking why the sloppy Taoist priest didn’t tear up two more petals of the ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus, so that I can drink some medicinal soup.
