My Liver Experience in Reality

Chapter 4 Old Chinese Medicine

After a night of fierce fighting, after the two checked out, Chen Yan leaned against Li Xian, with a ruddy complexion, she frowned slightly as she walked around, as if a little uncomfortable, and needed Li Xian's support.

Perhaps it was because the sun was too bright, the two people who had just come out of the hotel subconsciously moved their eyes away, glanced left and right,

"Li Xian, isn't that your friend, do you want to say hello?"

Chen Yan saw a figure wandering in her eyes, and after thinking about it in her mind, she couldn't help shouting softly.

"It's so far away, he definitely didn't see us, I'd better send you back first, don't go anywhere today, take a good rest first..."

Li Xian heard that he looked over, but he was a little short-sighted, he only saw a general idea, his complexion was a little pale after working all night, seeing Chen Yan was a little uncomfortable just standing there, so he teased and said:
"Besides, Yanyan, do you have the nerve to go over and say hello now?"

"Hmph~ It's not because of..."

Hearing what he said, Chen Yan's face turned red immediately, she snorted softly, and squeezed him hard with her right hand, making Li Xian yell in pain when he jumped, but the smirk on his face proved that he was faking it. .

Chen Yan also discovered this, but she was too lazy to talk to him.

Because what Li Xian said was indeed reasonable, it was better for her to not see anyone in her current appearance, so she didn't have any thoughts about the past, so she only asked Li Xian to stop the car, and now she wanted to go back and have a good sleep.

Not far away, Zhang Xuanchong watched every move of the two of them. After seeing the two getting into the car, he also turned around and walked back.

When he saw the appearance of the two of them, he knew what they did last night. In this case, he was really embarrassed to say hello, and it was better to pretend he didn't see it.

He was so hungry on the top of the mountain just now that he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to practice. Now he is going to buy vegetables, go back to cook, and then solve the energy problem.

Before he solves the energy problem, he is not going to go to the top of the mountain. It’s quiet and quiet, but going up and down the mountain is still too much trouble, and it can’t solve the problem with food. The weather is hot, and the food brought up will soon deteriorate. Now He doesn't have an iron stomach, so he can digest whatever he eats.

"Boss, here's a fish, three catties."

"Boss, here's a chicken, a little cock."

"Boss, here's a catty of beef."

When he arrived at the vegetable market, Zhang Xuanchong went straight to the three stalls. He would visit the vegetable market once a day. Except that he was a little unfamiliar at the beginning, now he knew these fixed stalls by heart, and he bought everything he wanted in the shortest possible time. .

"This money is spent like water..."

Carrying his things, Zhang Xuanchong sighed, not because he wanted to have a lot of fish and meat every day, but because for him who practiced "Wu Qin Xi", being a vegetarian was completely fooling his stomach, even if he filled his stomach, he could only Support him to practice four or five rounds of "Five Animal Shows", and then he has to consider what to eat.

Therefore, instead of having a meal every two hours and another meal after two hours of practice, it is better to eat better every time, so as not to waste time on eating.

……

After lunch, it was already past twelve o'clock, Zhang Xuanchong opened his notebook and searched online, 'How to provide energy for sports for a long time...'

"Practicing Wuqinxi is also exercise..."

Zhang Xuanchong thought so, looking at the redirected webpage, he looked forward to whether he could get the result.

But half an hour later, he closed the notebook with a dull expression.

After searching for the first title, all the answers on the web page are academic answers such as 'how does energy come from'.

He thought that his search was irrelevant, so he changed the question again, 'how to provide more energy', and the answer this time came out even more outrageous.

It has nothing to do with what he wants. It's all about venting negative energy and boosting positive energy...

Fortunately, Zhang Xuanchong was just trying. The above method is the best. Without him, he can only rely on himself. After all, his situation may be unique in the world.

"Every time the Wu Qin Xi is upgraded, my understanding of it will be improved, and the effect on me will be more obvious, so the warmth generated after each practice will be more than before the upgrade."

"And the reason why I'm so hungry is because warmth can't be produced out of thin air, it's all produced after the food I eat is digested...

Even when upgrading, the heat flow used to upgrade my body came from this..."

"So, what I should consider is how to use my limited stomach to hold more and higher energy things..."

"For example... Bigu Pill..."

Zhang Xuanchong recalled his feelings in the past few days and even when the "Wu Qin Xi-Zhen" was upgraded twice, and he had an idea in his heart.

When he was in college, he heard a classmate who liked Taoist culture say that those so-called practitioners like to knead various high-energy ingredients into balls, which is the prototype of Bigu Dan.

They only need to take three or four bigu pills a day, and they don't need to eat anything else, so they can save the time for cooking and eating, and then spend this time on 'cultivation'.

The most important thing is that this kind of bigu pill seems to be available in traditional Chinese medicine stores. Even if the effect is not as good as he said, Zhang Xuanchong can win by quantity, which just saves the time of cooking and eating.

I may try it...

As soon as he said try it, Zhang Xuanchong took his mobile phone and went out.

Going out from the main entrance of his community, there is a pharmacy about a kilometer away. There may be 'Bigudan' there. Believe it or not.

A few minutes later, Zhang Xuanchong stood at the door of the pharmacy and glanced inside.

In a very ordinary Chinese medicine store, there is a medicine cabinet on the left and an 'L' shaped wooden table on the right. A gray-haired old man with glasses sits behind the table and squints his eyes. There are two middle-aged people who are busy next to him. wearing something.

One of the middle-aged people seemed to have noticed Zhang Xuanchong's look around, so he asked aloud,
"Hello, are you here to get medicine or see a doctor?"

Perhaps because he heard the voice, the old man wearing glasses opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xuanchong, but after looking up and down a few times, he waved his hand at the speaker and continued to close his eyes .

After receiving the signal, the middle-aged man went on his own without waiting for Zhang Xuanchong to express his request, as if the wave of his hand represented something.

Looking at what happened in the store, Zhang Xuanchong was moved in his heart, but went up to greet him, and was sitting in front of the old man, with only a table between them.

Hearing the sound of the chair moving, the old man opened his eyes for the second time, looked at him with some doubts, and made a slightly hoarse but full of breath.

"Is there a problem?"

"Old man, what do you think I am here for?"

But Zhang Xuanchong didn't answer him, but instead asked a question.

Just now he understood what the old man meant, so Zhang Xuanchong wanted to chat with him, maybe he didn't have to go to the second house.

In addition, this old man looks like a man in his 50s or [-]s, but his voice is no different from that of a man in his [-]s or [-]s. He may be a big brother, and there is no loss in chatting a few words. Help him a lot.

"Seeing a doctor is not like seeing a doctor, and picking up medicine is not like picking up medicine. Tell me, what are you going to do..."

The old man took off his glasses, squinted his eyes slightly, looked at him carefully for a while, then put on the glasses again, and said casually,

"Put your hand out and let me see."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuanchong didn't say anything, just put his left hand on the pulse bag according to convenience, and then looked at the old man intently.

As soon as the old man pulled up his sleeves, he put his fingers on the pulse gate, and when he lowered his head, his eyes were slightly closed. After a while, he frowned, let go and said:
"You have nothing serious. On the contrary, your body may be the best among the people I have ever seen. Just looking at your complexion, you are full of energy and blood, with a red light shining, and your strength is unbelievable. I will cut your pulse again. Your heartbeat It’s like beating a drum, and the qi spreads in all directions, everywhere, it’s just…”

"Just what?"

"There is a sense of contradiction inside and outside of you, and a sense of weakness is vaguely revealed behind the appearance of your full energy and blood. It seems that you are a little short of energy and blood, but it stands to reason that you should not have a lack of energy and blood, even if This situation is very weak, really weird, weird..."

'Blood! ! '

'Wu Qin Xi-zhen,... call the foundation of the human body to refine...'

Hearing this, Zhang Xuanchong seemed to have been turned on a switch, and his heart suddenly became brighter. He understood what 'heat flow' is, and even 'warmth' is the same thing as 'heat flow' to a certain extent.

He hurriedly asked: "Old man, in Chinese medicine, what is the most basic composition of the human body?"

The old man glanced at him thoughtfully, but still replied: "Qi and blood, Qi and blood!"

really!

Zhang Xuanchong must be sure that all doubts have been solved now. The practice of "Wu Qin Xi-Zhen" requires qi and blood, but the qi and blood cannot be fully replenished by what he eats alone, so the old man in front of him said that he is physically fit The blood is a little short.

But chatting is chatting, he hasn't forgotten what he is here for.

"Old man, don't worry about the lack of energy and blood for the time being. In fact, I came here to ask, is there any bigu pills in the store? You can take three or four pills and you can manage them for a day without hurting your body."

"Bigudan? There are ready-made ones, and some made by the old man, which one do you want?"

The old man put on his glasses, the thoughtful expression on his face melted inadvertently, and instead he looked at Zhang Xuanchong with a smile.

"Then, I choose..."

　Chapter 5 is still under review, I don’t know where it hit the red line
　　
　
(End of this chapter)