Master of medicine

After returning from Mo's home, Chen Tian stays in the villa for a few days, reading medical books and practicing Yanhuang Jue. Without Xinxin's villa, Chen Tian is really not used to it.

The competition with the witch doctor school is very urgent. Chen Tian focuses on calmness and hopes to win the competition, and the troubles of the outside world can only be put aside.

Many things, fortunately there are ye Meier to deal with, Chen Tian only focus on doing their own things.

Holding the medical treasure left by his parents, he leans on the bamboo cane chair and gently shakes it. He is very relaxed and leisurely. Outside the villa, Xiao Hei is doing special training for himself. He is a strong man. Last time he was injured, he felt very ashamed and constantly strengthened his muscles, so that he was demanding.

Chen Tian didn't stop him. He just boiled some medicine to help him recover his strength.

Xiao Hei is a person who is not good at expression. After the training, he takes up the hot soup on the table. He doesn't say a word of nonsense. He drinks the soup in one breath, and the cold light in his eyes becomes very soft.

"I've left some food for you on the table. I'll eat it after drinking the soup. Don't forget to wash the bowl after eating it." Chen Tian confessed and went to the second floor without looking back.

Turning the handle of the door, I found Tang Ya waiting for him on the sofa of the room, who had not been exposed for several days.

"Tang ya, where have you been these days?" Chen Tian smiles happily. To tell you the truth, he doesn't see Tang ya. He really misses her. Although the girl looks a little cold, she always protects him when she is in danger.

"Grandfather needs you." Tang Ya didn't answer Chen Tian's question directly. She said coldly.

"What happened to him?" Chen Tian is surprised, and repeats the picture of long Jun when he is seriously ill.

"I'll know when I go. I'll wait for you downstairs!" With that, Tang Ya opens the window and disappears in front of Chen Tian.

Chen Tian shook his head and sighed: "this girl, don't you know there are stairs in the world? It's a headache to have to crawl around. "

Discontent is discontent. He doesn't dare to delay long Jun's business. He changes his home clothes and puts on his clothes. Chen Tian has long lost his rustic style when he arrived in Kyoto, and his clothes have become extremely low-key and luxurious.

Out of the room, downstairs to see black is still eating a big breakfast, Chen Tian explained: "I go out a trip."

Xiao Hei dropped his chopsticks and looked up at him.

Chen Tian waved his hand with a smile and said, "I went with Tang ya."

Xiao Hei lowered his head and ate the rice in the bowl, no longer looking at Chen Tian.

Chen Tian walked out of the villa. Tangya's signature Hummer stopped not far away. He trotted to Tangya's car and waved with a smile: "Tangya, Hello!"

"Cut the crap and get in the car!" Tang Ya didn't plan to give him face at all, which made Chen Tian embarrassed.

After half an hour's trekking, he arrived at the sanatorium where Longjun lived. Longjun was sitting leisurely by the pond fishing, looking good. Chen Tian was a little relieved to see that he was OK.

Smiling, he went forward to say hello. Before he came near, long Jun, who focused on fishing, took the initiative to say, "are you here?"

"Here it is Chen Tian walked by and looked down at the fish basket, which was empty. He joked: "long Jun is not lucky today."

Tang ya, who came with Chen Tiantong, stood not far away and looked at the pavilion opposite the pond. She didn't know what was bothering her. Her eyes were cold and lifeless.

"During this period of time, she became more and more angry." Long Jun put away his fishing rod and lowered his head to say something, like saying to Chen Tian or to himself.

Chen Tian knew that a lot of things had happened to Longnu, which filled her heart with anger and made her get well again. He promised, "Longjun, don't worry, I will cure you."

Long Jun took the fishing rod away, put it into the barrel, picked up the fish basket that didn't catch a fish, and said without squinting, "I'm not here to treat Tang Ya today."

"That's..." Long Jun is tall and strong. He is still in his seventies. He is like a mountain walking in front of him. Chen Tian raises his neck and asks, "long Jun, slow down. What's the matter?"

"Younger martial brother Lian has been hurt!" Long juntou did not return, directly put down a word.

Chen Tian, who is running after long Jun all the way, is a little bit sluggish. Lian FengChen has old wounds on his body, but it's not easy for someone to hurt him. On second thought, only one person can do it.

"Long Aotian, is that too much?" Chen Tian clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. The veins on his arm appeared and said, "I'll make him pay the price."

Long Jun's steps didn't stop, and he didn't answer. Like a guide, he took Chen Tian to the room where he practiced sealing dust.

Ye Meier arranges long Jun in a courtyard with four entrances and four exits. One of them is used by long Jun to arrange the seriously injured Lian FengChen. As soon as Chen Tiangang enters the room, he smells a strong smell of familiar traditional Chinese medicine.

"Honeysuckle, forsythia, cuttlefish bone, Fritillaria thunbergii, Pinellia ternata, Bletilla striata, Panax Notoginseng Powder, angelica..." Chen Tian quickly distinguished the ingredients of the boiled traditional Chinese medicine from the flavor of the traditional Chinese medicine, and said one by one. However, as for the curative effect, he had to see the internal injury of Lian FengChen before he could elaborate.Lian FengChen saw someone come into the room and tried hard to sit up. He was just half up, and his chest was stuffy, which caused a violent cough. After coughing for a long time, he vomited a mouthful of thick blood.

Long Jun went to Lian FengChen's bed, half sat down and pressed him on the bed, and said, "brother Lian, I'll let Chen Tian take a look for you."

Lian FengChen, who suffered a serious internal injury, coughed violently and had a morbid blush on his face. With the help of long Jun, he lay down and looked at Chen Tianke and said, "please!"

Chen Tian smiles, carefully examines the pulse for Lian FengChen, raises his head and asks, "who has prescribed the prescription for Lian Shibo?"

Boil the system of traditional Chinese medicine can play a certain role in the practice of dust internal injury, but to cure is not easy, long Jun replied: "rigorous."

"No wonder." Chen Tian is obviously an expert in medicine. He is strict and relaxed when he hears about it. It's not that he's oversensitive. He's just in a hurry to compete with the witch doctor. If an unknown expert comes out, he may cause a lot of trouble.

The boiled Chinese medicine can only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. Chen Tian needs to use acupuncture to seal the dust for his practice. He took out a few silver needles from the needle bag beside the collapse of the bed, which he had prepared for a long time, eliminated the poison with alcohol cotton, and began to seal the dust for his practice.

"How dare the boy named long attack me!" Lian FengChen's eyes soared sharply, not willing to mumble a word.

Long Jun comforts Lian FengChen, who seems restless. Chen Tianyan looks at his nose, nose and heart, and waves the silver needle in his hand to cure Lian FengChen. Since last time he reached the state of wandering too empty, he hasn't used it for a long time. I'm afraid he's unfamiliar.

Shenyou in the void to achieve the existence of Yuanshen in the way of Shenyou, through the silver needle as a bridge to connect each other, into the damaged place of patients for repair.

Chen Tian's Yuanshen, who is wandering in vain, enters into the body of practicing FengChen as if he had entered a vast and ethereal universe. His muscles and veins are connected with each other like tracks.

Qi flows through the whole body, supporting the operation of the human body. Especially the masters of martial arts practice it to the top. To speak, mysterious things do exist in the body.

Chen Tian's Yuanshen wanders to the injured area where he practices FengChen. He is surprised to find that his tendons and veins are like a road in disrepair. The bumpy, mottled and blurred tendons and veins on it are mostly closed because of the time, so that Qi can't pass here.

It's just like this. Lian FengChen often feels inexplicable chest tightness when he connects Qi here, so that he can't improve his martial arts any more. He has been troubled by it for more than ten years.

It's very troublesome to repair the old trouble. Chen Tiangen couldn't do it because of the lack of the second needle after Yanhuang Shenzhen.

Compared with those who have been suffering for a long time, Chen Tian is better able to heal them. As long as he uses Hanshan's hand with the yellow needle to seal the fierce Qi of the tendons and let them grow slowly, most of them have the function of self-healing.

As long as you seal up the fury, you can repair it in ten days and a half months.

It's not too late. Chen Tian didn't think about it any more. He used Yuanshen to use hanshanshou to treat the injured tendons and veins. Before he learned how to swim in Taixu, Chen Tian mostly introduced his internal force into the patient's body through silver needles. He used all the cold Qi of hanshanshou to treat the patient's injury.

But now it's quite different. Chen Tian's yuan Shen directly contacts with the injured tendons, and then makes hanshanshou freeze his tendons. A cold air blows from Chen Tian's yuan Shen's mouth, freezing the damaged tendons.

The icy wind, such as the Siberian wind, covered with snow and ice, and the sleepy Lian FengChen, could not help fighting a cold war. There was an indescribable comfort.

After about 15 minutes, Chen Tian had sealed up the ferocity of the damaged tendons, and the rest could only be completed by time. This also made him think about the importance of the last two injections. If he learned them, they would bring the dying back to life.

Chen Tian gradually recovers from the wandering Taixu. He is sweating all over, soaking his back. The sweat drips down his hair.

"Hard work." Long Jun picked up the towel of the basin full of hot water and handed it to Chen Tian, thanking him: "wipe it!"

Chen Tian took the towel and said thank you. He wiped his face carelessly. Fortunately, he said, "Uncle Lian, I'm not seriously hurt. As long as I have a good rest, I can recover soon."

"He suffered a big loss this time. I'm sure he'll get it back because of his character. I'm afraid of him..." Long Jun subconsciously looked at the sleeping Lian FengChen, and then said: "I'm afraid that if he doesn't get well, I'll go to find long Aotian for revenge."

"It doesn't matter. He hasn't been lucky recently. He can't even walk fast and gasp, unless he's not dying. If he wants to get revenge, he'll get better." Chen Tian knows that his muscles and veins are sealed and his Qi can't swim normally. It will take him a while to get revenge.

Long Juncai nodded and said with a smile: "Chen Tian, thank you."

In the past, long Jun was more dignified and less friendly than Chen Tian. Today, when I speak to him, I feel as relaxed as a friend I have known for a long time. To his surprise, long Jun often puts his smile on his face."Don't you care at all?" Chen Tian doesn't understand how long Jun, who is driven out of his anger, can be so relaxed. Let alone revenge, he doesn't even have the idea of hatred.

Long Jun's hair is wild, his face is full of wrinkles, and his figure is tall and straight. Even if the king of long Nu loses his power, his momentum still makes the four princes surrender and dare not rebel.