When he walked to the backyard, the old man's face had completely turned purple, his whole body twitched, and he vomited a little filth in his mouth. His vitality began to plummet, which was extremely clear in Ye Yuan's perception.

Even so, Ye Yuan's expression remained unchanged and said to the two men: "You will raise this boss with one arm, hurry up!"

The two of them dared not say much. At this moment, Ye Yuan had an inexplicable temperament, which made people dare not resist. What's more, the old man's situation is at a glance, but Ye Yuan was very calm and couldn't help but give people confidence.

The two of them had no time to think about it, so they put their father-in-law in their arms. Ye Yuan suddenly stepped out and thoughts moved. A trace of life in the dantian appeared to be wrapped around the surface of his fist. Ye Yuan had no expression on his face and suddenly punched the old man's stomach. The speed was so fast that both Chinese characters were caught off guard and shocked.

"What are you doing!"

The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes changed his expression and subconsciously seemed to pull the old man away. However, the man on the right also had the same idea. When the two moved, the old man still stood there. However, when the two moved at the same time, the old man fell out of the originally unsolid hands of the two.

The next moment, the old man suddenly soared into the air and flew out to the rear. The force of the punch changed the color of the two men. He could not think of where Ye Yuan's thin little body came from.

With a punch, Ye Yuan stepped back several steps, standing by and watching with expressionless face.

Before the old man could land, a pungent filthy spurted out of his mouth. Before he could finish his spitting, he rolled in place twice. However, the old man, who had already fallen into a coma, had a little consciousness and lay on the ground and vomited heavily. The filthy stuff mixed with blood was constantly being spit out.

The man had no time to care about Ye Yuan. He walked to the old man, looked at the old man who was already vomiting blood, and turned around and glared at Ye Yuan: "You..."

But the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes walked directly to Ye Yuan, grabbed Ye Yuan's collar and scolded: "Are you killing someone? If you can't cure it, would you say it earlier? Do you want to kill someone to silence him?"

Ye Yuan frowned and gently bounced his fingertips on the big man's wrist. The big man felt as if he was electrocuted, and his hand suddenly shrank back.

Frowning and looking at the old man who had not yet woken up, Ye Yuan opened his mouth and said, "Who both of you went to find a child under ten years old and feed him some urine. Unfortunately, the boy can't find him to pee for a while!"

The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes rubbed his wrist. The place where Ye Yuan flicked it lightly was no longer conscious. Although the old man had vomited blood, his face looked much better and his breathing became obviously stable. He felt awe-inspiring in his heart. Coupled with the force of Ye Yuan's punch just now, he beat someone up in the air. The father-in-law was a little better. He didn't know that he had met a master.

Without saying a word, he walked out of the door. After a while, the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes quickly walked back, holding a chamber pot in his hand. When he saw Ye Yuan, he quickly said, "Doctor, what should I do next?"

Ye Yuan sniffed his nose lightly and said, "Well, although it is not as good as the boy's pee of a boy under the age of a month, it can be used barely. Give him a drink!"

This man knew about the boy's urine. There were many magical rumors. Although it was special to inject urine, it was still acceptable. With Ye Yuan's performance just now, the man dared not question it. He hurriedly hugged the old man's head and poured the boy's urine into his mouth.

After a while, the old man's consciousness became clear, and then he lowered his head and vomited heavily. The more he vomited, the less blood was mixed. It was not until a moment later that the old man's consciousness completely woke up. Looking at the people around him, he still didn't understand what was going on.

However, the man with thick eyebrows covered in urine laughed, walked three steps away from Ye Yuan, and bowed and said, "I misunderstood the doctor before, I hope to forgive me! I wonder what happened to this father-in-law? Why did this suddenly happen?"

Ye Yuanqing felt it in a while. With that ray of true energy of life, the old man not only did not suffer any harm, but his vitality stabilized. He was just a little weak, but he was fine.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and Ye Yuan said: "I have been hungry for a long time and can't eat, but I suddenly ate a big bowl of extremely fatty pork in the morning. It's good to not be able to die of lard. It's a blessing to be able to persist in coming to the clinic! Take it away, he is my first patient, give me a penny of medical expenses!"

The man took out a coin without any hesitation.

A penny can only buy one steamed bun at most. Even for some beggars, it doesn’t matter. The man naturally knows that Ye Yuan’s meaning is just one.

Suddenly, his heart moved and Ye Yuan said, "You guys go through the back door!"

After the big man left with the old beggar, Ye Yuan began to close his eyes and pay attention to the true energy of life in his body.

Close his eyes and felt the true energy of life in his dantian. He had consumed a wisp of it just now, but unexpectedly, two wisps suddenly appeared at this moment. After saving someone, they consumed a wisp, but after recovery, they turned into two wisps. This made Ye Yuan feel awe-inspiring.

This "Medical Nervous" is a pure medical treasure book. In addition to the knowledge about medical knowledge, it is the method of cultivating the true qi of life. After a little recollection, Ye Yuan estimated that the inheritance sealed in this body was laid out by the old museum owner before his death. The old museum owner had no disciples in his life. Usually, he only felt that his medical skills were superb. In the civilian area south of the city, any headache, fever, fractures and dislocations around him could be cured. The less than a wisp of life true qi in this body could not be cultivated in a day or two.

Thinking of Li Ming, the registered disciple of the old museum owner, couldn't help but sneer with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, he sat guarding Baoshan but didn't know that no matter how he was, he was a mediocre person.

Ye Yuan's face was strange and he had no joy. He could not completely control the things in his body. Even if it was a benefit, he would rather not.

Originally, Ye Yuan frowned and the speed of the cultivation of the life true qi was average, at most it was a third-rate exercise. Now it seems that this exercise is much more complex and mysterious than Ye Yuan imagined. How much does it consume to treat a patient? After recovery, the amount of the life true qi is almost twice as much as before. According to this speed, as long as you continue to cure the disease and save the person and continuously restore the life true qi, the cultivation speed of the life true qi will almost exceed that of all other exercises.

Isn’t this forcing people to be a medical saint who saves lives and helps the wounded?
Chapter completed!