Feng Shui Emperor

Chapter 74
And Nalanjin himself graduated from western medicine, so he has a relatively good understanding of medicine.

Five years of doing miscellaneous work, five years of identifying medicines, and five years of observation can be counted as one.

"Start tomorrow, let's learn!" Yang Yumian said slowly.

The so-called learning prescriptions, in Chinese medicine, the master began to teach the apprentices the prescriptions. In ancient Chinese medicine, the emphasis was on inheritance. A good prescription can be said to be a family heirloom.

Of course, modern society is different from ancient society, but the fact that the Yang family can be passed down for hundreds of years naturally has its own unique features.

"Thank you, Master." Hearing Yang Yumian's words, Nalan Jin immediately became excited.

"In five years, I can see that you have a good character. I am also old. If I don't teach you something, I am afraid that the Yang family doctor's mysterious art will be broken. From tomorrow, you will follow me. Start learning the formula." Yang Yumian said cautiously.

"Okay, master." Nalan Jin nodded, the excitement in his heart was still evident on his face.

"Besides, you should be more respectful to Xiaofeng from now on. If he has any request, even if you lose your fortune, you have to do it." Yang Yumian thought for a while, and said solemnly.

"Yes, Master." Nalan Jin understood the meaning of Yang Yumian's words, and agreed without the slightest hesitation.

He was originally a medical graduate, and the reason why he came to learn Chinese medicine from Yang Yumian was because the Yang family's Chinese medicine was not ordinary traditional Chinese medicine, but the mysterious medical technique of the five metaphysics.

So for Qin Feng's identity as a Feng Shui master, he naturally knows what it means.

"Let's go! Go back." Yang Yumian said.

Walking out of the box, looking into the distance, thinking secretly.

……

The next day.

early morning.

Qin Feng got on the high-speed train bound for Xiang City.

The trip to Beijing is over.

Two days later than planned.

But the impact is not great.

I already called Zhao Yandong last night to find out about the store.

In the past few days, all the formalities of the store have been completed.

Industrial and commercial registration, legal representative, etc., were handled by Zhao Yandong himself.

After all, it is a modern society, and it is still a shop in the feng shui industry. Although it is in the name of antiques, there are still some procedures that should be prepared.

After talking to Zhao Yandong, the opening time is determined to be three days later.

He will be able to reach Xiang City this afternoon, and these three days will be spent preparing the goods for the store.

Qin Feng has already planned it.

The shop only sells talismans, disposable ritual instruments, and a few ritual artifacts, and also operates businesses such as Fengshui Kanyu.

In order to reproduce the Heavenly Mystery Gate, there are two necessary factors.

The first is naturally the improvement of one's own realm.

The second is his reputation in the Feng Shui world.

And these two points are inseparable from a key factor, and that is money.

Zhao Yandong's training is just Qin Feng's first-hand preparation for the later stage. It is better to rely on himself for the resources needed for his own cultivation in the early stage.

Simply conceived the next thing.

Qin Feng restrained his thoughts and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

After all, when I return to Xiang City, I will start making magic tools, which is a very energy-consuming thing.

"Hello, passengers. An emergency announcement is broadcast. A passenger in carriage 13 has a sudden illness. If there is a doctor among the passengers, please inform the flight attendant."

"..."

"..."

Just when Qin Feng closed his eyes, he heard the broadcast.

The broadcast was played several times in a row.

This kind of thing is very common on trains, high-speed rails, and even airplanes.

Some diseases come on suddenly, and deaths often occur because of untimely treatment.

Originally, Qin Feng didn't intend to go, after all, he was just a Feng Shui master, not a doctor.

However, a few minutes later, the broadcast sounded again, apparently no doctor was found.

After thinking for a while, Qin Feng stood up, put his white backpack on his back, and walked towards the No. 13 carriage.

Qin Feng is in the 10th carriage, not far from the 13th carriage.

Soon we reached compartment 13.

At this moment, several flight attendants and some passengers are onlookers here.

"Is the doctor here?"

"Is there a doctor?"

"The old man is in a coma. Is there a doctor?"

"..."

The scene was a little bit chaotic.

Qin Feng stepped forward and took a look. There was an old man lying on the seat. Judging from his appearance, he was about 60 years old.

At this moment, the old man's face was dark, his eyes were closed, he was obviously in a coma, and his hands and feet were still twitching.

Seeing this scene, Qin Feng frowned slightly.

Immediately stepped forward, and said at the same time; "Pinch the other person, prepare another basin of clean water, let him sit up, don't lie down."

"Are you a doctor?" Seeing Qin Feng speak, one of the flight attendants asked anxiously.

"Family traditional Chinese medicine." Qin Feng lied a little. In this case, if he said that he was not a doctor, then the flight attendants on the high-speed rail would definitely not let him do it.

"I'm going to prepare right now, doctor, what else do you need?" The flight attendant did not doubt Qin Feng's words at all, and immediately asked.

"Go and get the emergency medicine kit." Qin Feng said calmly.

"Okay." Hearing Qin Feng's words, a flight attendant went to get the medicine box on the spot.

There are usually emergency medical kits on high-speed trains.

"What about the patient's family?" Qin Feng asked the flight attendant next to him.

"The patient is alone, without the company of his family members, doctor, what should we do next?" The one who spoke this time was a young flight attendant who seemed to be in his early twenties.

"Come someone to help the patient." Qin Feng glanced at the young flight attendant.

"Zhang Han, help me up." The chief flight attendant next to him ordered the girl who spoke just now.

"Okay." Zhang Han nodded, walked into the seat, and supported the old man.

At this time, Qin Feng also picked up the old man's wrist, pretending to feel the pulse.

Qin Feng knew in his heart that the old man in front of him was not ill at all.

It's evil.

In the Feng Shui world, evil spirit is a general term, and there are many types of it.

In the folk, it is generally said that people commit evil spirits, which means that the human body is affected by evil spirits and produces special symptoms.

Violation of evil spirits can be mild or serious. It is said that it is common because as long as one recites the mantra of dispelling evil spirits, everything will be fine.

It is serious because if you don't know how to dispel evil spirits, or if you don't find a master to dispel evil spirits in time, it will take half a day to wake up slowly, or you may lose your life if you do it wrong.

Generally speaking, evil spirits rarely appear, and they are only common when the ground is broken or when the coffin is covered for funerals.

Of course, sometimes people have bad luck, or because of some special reasons, they may also commit evil spirits.

For example, when you are walking or at home, if you suddenly feel a small whirlwind coming, it is probably evil spirit. If you are unfortunately attacked by evil spirit, before you experience chest tightness, you should pay attention to the possibility that it may be caused by evil spirit, so hurry up Ask someone to invite Mr. Huasha to come.

Although Qin Feng didn't know why the old man committed evil spirits, it didn't matter.

For Feng Shui masters, it is not difficult to remove evil spirits.

Even on this high-speed rail, it is not difficult for Qin Feng to draw a talisman array.

(End of this chapter)