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Text Chapter 101 Old Man Tianji

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    Jian Yuezong.  Old man Tianji, whose beard and hair were all white, had a heavy face, and his four disciples were as silent as cicadas.  Dong Yunxi, the only son of the old man Tianji and the contemporary head of the Jianyue Sect, led the doctor in. The doctor¡¯s surname was Zhai, and he was the number one person in the capital in terms of medical skills. At this time, he looked ashamed.  "Mr. Zhai, how is my Xian'er's injury?" Old Man Tianji's skills and abilities, especially his spiritual cultivation, are impeccable.  However, everyone has a weakness. If there is anything wrong with the grandson whom Old Man Tianji values ??the most, he will go crazy. Looking at Dr. Zhai's expression, he suddenly felt uneasy, and ripples appeared in his mirror-flat inner lake.  "Ashamed, I'm ashamed," Dr. Zhai cupped his hands, "Mr. Xian's injuries are frightening, but he didn't hurt his vitals, just just" "Mr. Zhai said it's okay," Dong Yunxi said in a deep voice.  "It's just that the hidden weapon that shot Mr. Xian remains in the body, especially in his knees. The hidden weapon is deeply embedded in the kneecaps. If the hidden weapon is not taken out, it will inevitably affect future actions. If you want to take it out, you have to cut open the flesh and scrape the bones and suck out the marrow."  The old man is really helpless. In today's world, it seems that only Sai Hua Tuo is sure of saving the virtuous son. " Sai Hua Tuo is ranked sixth among the top ten masters in the world. He is still handsome even though he is over a hundred years old. He is worthy of the name of a childlike giant.  ¡ª¡ªWell, it should be said that he has the appearance of a child with crane hair. It is said that in his youth, he accidentally obtained the "Qing Sang Jing" written by Cai Cai Tuo, a monstrous medical practitioner more than a thousand years ago.  There is no way to verify whether this is true or not, but Sai Hua Tuo is well-deserved as the first famous doctor in the Yan Dynasty. He is especially famous for his miraculous techniques of reproducing anesthesia powder, performing laparotomy and craniotomy.  Old man Tianji frowned. The two of them had met several times before. If he asked for help, I believe Sai Huatuo would not refuse. Unfortunately, this old guy's whereabouts are elusive like a dragon that sees its head but never its tail. It is not easy to find him.  "Is there no other way?" Dong Yunxi clenched his fists as he spoke. If his son had any shortcomings, he would not spare Chen Xu lightly.  Dr. Zhai was stunned for a moment. He remembered a patient he had seen at Ning Guo Gong's Mansion a few days ago. "There may be someone in the capital who can do it." After a pause, he continued, "I once went to Ning Guo Gong's Mansion to treat people.  It was said that it was for medical treatment, but in fact it was just because the injured man's mother was worried and asked the old man to go over and have a look. The bigger wounds on the young man's body were all sutured with silk threads. The old man was surprised and asked why. He said that he had sutured the wounds himself, which could speed up the wound healing process.  Healing. Since this guy has such skills, I believe he should be familiar with everything in surgery." "Oh, his name is Chen Xu."  !  Upon hearing this name, the muscles on Old Man Tianji's face twitched, and his right hand pressing on the back of the mahogany chair trembled slightly, "Yoon'er, send it to Dr. Zhai." After that, Old Man Tianji stepped into the inner room.  "Things are a bit tricky." Jiang Cunxi, the third and least learned among the four disciples of Old Man Tianji, sighed and sat on the chair that Old Man Tianji had photographed. The chair fell apart like a pile of flour. Jiang Cunxi's center of gravity was unstable, "Plop  " He squatted on the ground with a cry.  Jiang Cunxi was in a state of embarrassment, but the other three could not laugh. The master was really angry this time.  As the saying goes, if the master has something to do, the disciple must obey him. If it weren't for Mr. Zhai's last words, they would definitely understand the master's intention and implement it resolutely, but now they don't dare to act rashly.  Chen Xu went to Feng Mansion first. Feng Jing and his wife were shocked when they saw him and Feng Qing covered in blood.  "Mom, senior brother, he was injured." "Who hurt you?" Feng Jing took over for his daughter. He picked up Chen Xu and walked towards the house. Feng Qing's eyes were red, but her hands did not dare to leave Chen Xu's wound.  Chen Xu¡¯s waist and ribs were pierced by Dong Xian¡¯s long sword. Although the vital part was avoided, he lost a lot of blood. His head was dizzy. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly passed out.  Feng Qing was shocked. Mrs. Feng grabbed Chen Xu's wrist and said, "Qing'er, he just lost too much blood and passed out." Feng Jing bandaged Chen Xu's wound. Mrs. Feng held her daughter's hand and asked her what was going on.  .  "Mom, you will teach your daughter the swordsmanship of the woman who injured your senior brother." Upon hearing her daughter's words, Mrs. Feng's hand on her daughter's shoulder suddenly stiffened, and memories about the master's sect flooded into her mind.  Xuankong Temple, a holy place that people in the world yearn for, carries every bit of her life as a daughter: the master's teachings are still in her ears, and the mountains, waters, pavilions, terraces, buildings and pavilions she once played in are all vividly in her mind.  Master, she must have been very sad when she betrayed her master, right?  Mrs. Feng does not regret what she did back then, especially when she sees her children growing up. She just misses her master. Now the master of the Xuankong Temple is Junior Sister Huixin, and her master has now entered the Elder Pavilion.  Bar.  "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Feng Qing asked hurriedly when she saw the tears in her mother's eyes.  "Do you know why Xu'er had a grudge against that woman?"Mrs. Feng wiped the tears from her eyes. Who else in the world knows the power of the Hanging Temple better than her?  Of course she doesn't want her apprentice to have a grudge against her master.  Feng Qing shook his head, "I happened to see the woman pointing a sword at my senior brother, who was already injured at that time. Later, my daughter fought with the woman, and it was my senior brother who stopped us." Mrs. Feng remained silent.  When Gu Meisheng heard about Chen Xu's injury, she hurried over to visit him. She couldn't help him much, so she just shed tears silently.  Thinking of Chen Xu going to jail for her, Gu Meisheng felt guilty; mistakenly thinking that the injury at this moment was the revenge of Jian Ninghou, she felt even sadder.  "Miss, who hurt Mr. Chen so cruelly? Did I hurt him?" Feng Qing looked at Gu Meisheng. She had no good impression of the brothel woman, especially when she thought of her "seduce" Chen Xu.  dislike; despise.  Although Gu Meisheng lived in Feng Mansion, Feng Qing didn't even bother to talk to her. Seeing her true feelings revealed at this time, his heart suddenly softened. He stood up and pulled her to sit next to him, "You don't have to blame yourself, this matter today should have nothing to do with you.  " Seeing Gu Meisheng's flattered look, Feng Qing thought of Mengyao. She hesitated whether to tell her about Chen Xu's injury. If she didn't report it, the relationship between the two would only worsen. This was not what she wanted to see.  Arrived.  Feng Qing had just left, and Feng Che's voice came in, "Mom, how is Mingyang's injury?" Feng Che was able to get out of bed and walk around, and to be honest, he missed these days.  His mother changed her past "strict mother" style. Not only did she no longer pursue his visit to the brothel, she even accepted Li Shiniang, which was a blessing in disguise.  Mrs. Feng is very clever but unlucky. Feng Che really cannot praise her cooking skills. In the past, when his mother cooked by herself, he would eat one bowl and never eat the second one. Nowadays, people are in high spirits during happy events. He has expressed his love for it many times.  Mother's meals gave Mrs. Feng Beier, who had been a mother for more than ten years, a sense of accomplishment. She wished she could cook five meals a day.  "Che'er, Xu'er didn't hurt his vitals. Your father applied medicine and bandaged his wound. I believe he will be fine." Mrs. Feng stood up and supported her son, "How is your injury?" She said  After taking a look at Li Shiniang, she saw that during the past few days when her son was injured, she had been standing by him with all her clothes on, and the concern in her eyes was definitely not fake. This was probably the most fundamental reason why Mrs. Feng accepted her.  "When you enter a house, you become a family. You don't have to be so reserved in the future." Li Shiniang felt a little like crying when she heard Mrs. Feng's words *********************  ********************************* It's a bit late today, mainly because the plot is a bit stuck; also, the collection results are not ideal.  Ah, can you all support me more?  Thank you very much.
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