When Qian Yiqun returned home, it was not dawn, and the people in the city were not as diligent as those who worked in the countryside, and the whole neighborhood was silent.

Standing at the door of the house, Qian Yiqun suddenly saw the clear varnish on the door, and the wood grain inside was faintly exposed. Looking at the door god painting on the door, Qin Shubao's golden mace was also broken, and Yuchi Gong's steel whip faded. He remembered that when he was young, he was still in his infancy, and his father Qian Datong personally brushed the door with his father, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Who is outside the door?" A delicate voice deliberately lowered out of the crack of the door.

Qian Yiqun woke up from his sluggishness and said to the crack in the door: "Xiaoxiao? Are you getting up so early?"

The sound of the door latch slowly moving came from the door, as if it was afraid of waking up the family. Then it opened a crack, revealing a pink face, but it looked a little haggard.

It’s Qian Xiaoxiao.

"You got up so early." Qian Yiqun squeezed in through the crack in the door.

Qian Xiaoxiao stretched her waist with her hands upside down and was about to say she wasn't sleeping at all, but she saw that her brother was covered with scars and her clothes were almost stripped of cloth. She couldn't help but exclaim: "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that her sister's eyes were bloody, Qian Yiqun guessed that her sister could not sleep all night, and was afraid that she would not want to explain, so she said, "It's just a skin. Go and sleep for a while, it's dawn and can't make up for it." He said, "Don't tell the adults."

Qian Xiaoxiao held her breath, widened her eyes, poked out a finger, gently pressed it on a piece of seemingly intact skin, but pulled the wound, causing Qian Yiqun to hum gently. Seeing that the wound had already been blood-collapsed, she could still see the dark red muscles inside, and her heart was thumping, and she said with a trembling voice: "You are so seriously injured, how can you hide it from your grandmother?"

"It's okay, brother, I'm in good health." Qian Yiqun took two steps forward, and suddenly felt a lit up in his heart, "By the way, why are you staying here tonight?"

"I'm afraid you'll make a big fuss if you come back late." Qian Xiaoxiao responded, but his face was filled with a desire to speak.

Qian Yiqun smiled and said, "You just say it, why bother to hide it? Is there anything wrong with my brother?"

"Brother, are you really going to become a monk?" Qian Xiaoxiao's nose suddenly felt sore, and tears were already in her eyes.

Qian Yiqun felt something. No matter how he said that he was a brother and sister with Xiaoxiao, and his bloodline was connected. He simply sat down on the threshold stone, patted the gray beside him, and said to his sister: "Sit down."

Qian Xiaoxiao sat next to her brother, remembering the scene when they were enjoying the cool and listening to stories when they were young, tears fell down and hit them on their sleeves.

"Brother, I can't bear to leave my family either," Qian Yiqun sighed, "but the world is in chaos, at most, only 14 or 15 years. At that time, my parents and mothers were older, so we must have a good couple, and our children were around our knees... What should we do then?"

Qian Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that her brother was unfamiliar. A person who had never been heartless to eat, drink and have fun actually said such words. She raised her head and said, "Did you know that the world is going to be in chaos?"

"It's not going to be chaos," Qian Yiqun sighed, "It's already chaos. Natural disasters continue, and there are people in Shanxi and Shaanxi. There are Jurchens outside the pass from time to time, and they surrounded Beijing City last year..."

"Whoever becomes emperor would have to be relieved?" Qian Xiaoxiao wiped her tears and said, "What does this have to do with your becoming a monk."

——What I’m afraid of is not changing the emperor…

Qian Yiqun remembered the bloody Yangzhou in ten days and three massacres in Jiading, and only fifty-three young and old left in Jiangyin...

"It's okay to destroy the country," Qian Yiqun said, "It's okay to destroy the world!"

Change the surname and change the name, which is called the destruction of the country.

Leading animals to eat people is called the destruction of the world.

"Can you save the world by becoming a monk?" Qian Xiaoxiao pressed her eyes again.

"After learning magic, you can at least protect your family." Qian Yiqun said, "So even if I am extremely reluctant to leave, I have to go on."

Qian Xiaoxiao was speechless for a long time and said in a slight crying voice: "Where are you going to study? Are you going to go home?"

"It's what I mentioned yesterday," Qian Yiqun smiled, "There is a real temple on the mountain. You have been there, do you still remember?"

Qian Xiaoxiao's careful huge rock suddenly turned into flying dust, she breathed a sigh of relief, and stroked her chest: "It turns out that she was just going to Qionglong Mountain! Humph, why did you say that you were afraid of me by the Jiugong Mountain in Maoshan! I think you are also a person who is not good at sex, and I'm afraid you will find an excuse to go home in two days! I'm worried for nothing. I'm going to sleep." As she said that, she got up and yawned.

Qian Yiqun looked at his sister's back and laughed silently. This is really heartless!

"Well, by the way!" Qian Xiaoxiao turned back, "You go in first, I'll invite Dr. Wu. It's impossible not to clean the wound."

Qian Yiqun thought for a while and said, "I will go to Dr. Wu's house by myself, so don't worry my parents."

Qian Xiaoxiao said, "It's okay, so she opened the door and wanted to go with her brother and buy vegetables."

When the two arrived at Wu's clinic, they could smell the smell of the decocted medicinal herbs inside from afar. Qian Xiaoxiao stepped forward and called the door. When the apprentice of the Wu family came out, the servants saw Qian Yiqun's black body and blood was rushing to his nose, and thought he had seen a ghost.

Doctor Wu got up early and was playing the Five Animal Show in the backyard to strengthen his body. After hearing the apprentice's report, he hurriedly welcomed him out.

Although Qian Yiqun's reputation is not very good, he respects Dr. Wu very much, because this doctor is not only a famous doctor in Suzhou, but also a great national doctor who has left his name in history.

Doctor Wu’s name is Shi, and his name is Youke, and his pseudonym is Danzhai. He has been engaged in the research of plague infectious diseases throughout his life. He wrote "Theory of Plague", which is a mountain that researchers of warm disease theory cannot avoid. Qian Yiqun had seen the bibliography of this book in his previous life, so he also knew a little about this famous doctor.

Of course, since he is a famous doctor throughout the ages, he will not only specialize in one subject. Traditional Chinese medicine is a comprehensive medical science, and Dr. Wu is also very good at treating other diseases. Qian Yiqun did not know the existence of secret methods before, but now he knows that he is quite suspicious that Dr. Wu is also a member of the secret methods.

Seeing that he was an acquaintance from the neighborhood, Wu Youxing rolled up his sleeves and purified his hands and went forward to check the wound. After he looked through it, his face was solemn, saying, "Fortunately the blood stopped, but the wound was not cleaned, so he might have ulcerated."

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Tanzhai." Qian Yiqun knew that this miraculous doctor lived in the Wujun epidemic eleven years later, and his merits were brilliant and worthy of his respect.

Wu Youxing looked again and said, "It's all Jinchuang, and the blood dried up and the clothes were stuck..."

Seeing that the doctor's face was not good, Xiaoxiao was worried and said, "Sir, can you have a solution?"

Qian Yiqun smiled and said, "Sir, just pull it apart, I'm not afraid of pain."

"If the wound is torn and bleeding will be troublesome." Wu Youxing looked blameless, "You should not do this so randomly when you are young."

"There is nothing to do about catching the thief." Qian Yiqun smiled.

"Go and prepare for the steaming room!" Wu Youxing said to his disciples.

The steaming room is a small dark room that is only more than 100 meters long. The floor is paved with refractory bricks, and the fire room is used to burn the fire. There are keels on the bricks and white wooden boards are loosely mounted on them. When the floor is burning, a child will pour down the cooked soup, and the soup will melt and the mist will fill the steaming room.

This is because some severely ill patients cannot swallow the medicine soup themselves, so they are sent here to let the medicine enter the body from their pores.

Qian Yiqun originally planned to take a shower and just put some anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine powder. Unexpectedly, Dr. Wu was so hard that he couldn't help but feel a little too careful.

When the steam room was ready, Qian Yiqun went in and sat on the square stool, smelling the rich fragrance of medicine, and sweating slightly on his body.

Wu Youxing rushed into the steam room in a short time, looked forward and said, "When the medicine is needed to melt the blood coagulation, you can peel off the clothes. Your pulse is strong, but you feel a little weak, which shows that it was hard to lift it up after taking some medicine."

"I took some life-saving medicine from the world." Qian Yiqun was admiring and quickly replied.

Wu Youxing held bamboo and wood tongs in his hand and gently peeled off the clothes stuck to his skin, carefully taking care of it.

Qian Yiqun only felt that his skin was slightly itchy and there was no pain at all.

Wu Youxing whispered while peeling it off: "There is the Qi of Ying and Wei in the human body. The Qi of Wei is on the surface, which is Wei Yang. If you are seriously injured, relying on the internal Qi to replenish the Wei Qi is ultimately a temporary relief. I asked you to use the steam room, not to make more money. In addition to dissolving the adhesion of clothes, you also need to protect your spleen and reduce its burden. If you put a big bowl of medicine on the soup, you will have insufficient Wei Yang and your temper will not continue. If you want to transport the essence of the medicine to turn into Wei Yang, you may be ill at that time."

There have been disputes between doctors and patients since ancient times. Qian Yiqun knew that this miracle doctor had noble medical ethics and was as close as a relative, but he also heard that some people thought Wu You were extravagant in using medicine for sexual intercourse. I thought that the famous doctor was also worried about this, so he accidentally defended himself.

"That's, that's what I know." If it were another doctor, Qian Yiqun might have doubted it, but Wu Youxing is a famous doctor who has been tested by cruel history and has absolutely both virtue and art.

Wu Youyan was very patient and stripped Qian Yiqun's close clothes, like a cocoon. At this time, the window was bright, and although the water vapor was everywhere in the steam room, the vision was much clearer.

"Huh? This wound is a bit strange." Wu Youxing carefully distinguished by the skylight in the small window, "How could the muscles turn black and blue?"

"Uh, is it poisonous on the sword?" Qian Yiqun was also shocked. Then he thought, if Dai Shiming had the intention to poison, he would definitely use poison to seal his throat with blood. How could there be no sign of an attack for so long?

"Do you have any discomfort?" Wu Youxing asked.

"There is nothing wrong with a little dizzy head." Qian Yiqun said.

"That's because of excessive blood loss." Wu Yousheng said, "Is this wound tingling and itchy?"

"It hurts a little when you pull it, but it doesn't have any trouble if it doesn't move it." Qian Yiqun said.

Wu Youxing said in his heart: "This guy is really strong and healthy! He can't tell him on weekdays, but now he can see that his foundation is coming. If he is young and strong, he will be so angry that he will be so injured. Tsk tsk, twelve swords and four swords are invisible. Can he still talk and laugh? This green and black color is obviously dead..."

He took a sharp knife with a thumb wide thumb, which was used to treat Jin Chuang to cut off the rotten flesh, and gently cut a piece of Qian Yiqun's wound.

Qian Yiqun's muscles tightened and bleeding water oozed, and soon it was locked because of the rich spiritual essence.

Although everyone has sufficient spiritual aggregates and can heal their own physical illnesses, unless they are guided by special exercises, they will never have the immediate effect of Qian Yiqun. He can do this unintentionally. It is a bit rich in spiritual aggregates, and the effect of cleaning marrow and cutting meridians in Langhuan Villa is also reflected.

"This dead energy is stained outside, it should be on the sword..." Wu Youxing said to Qian Yiqun, "I'll help you to start some yang grass and scrub it."

Qian Yiqun nodded and said in his heart: "It is said that it is difficult to get rid of the reputation under the prestige. This genius doctor Wu deserves it. Dai Shiming uses ghost spirits to control his sword, so wouldn't he naturally be infected with death?"

At a moment, Wu Youxing brought his disciple a pot of Qiyangcao fried juice. The taste was very familiar, because Qiyangcao is a leek, and it is called "Qiyangcao" because it can warm the yang and grow by itself.

"The creation of heaven and earth is really wonderful," Wu Youxing personally took a clean cotton cloth, dipped it in medicine, and cleaned Qian Yiqun's wounds. "Look at this Yang grass, the gloomy and dead energy will naturally dissipate."

"I'll eat more leeks when I go home." Qian Yiqun said with a smile.

Wu Youxing also smiled and said, "It's good to eat more leeks in February, which warms the kidney yang. However, the climate has become colder in the past two years, and the medicinal properties of this yang herb have become much weaker."

Qian Yiqun nodded and thought to himself: "This Little Ice Age is so amazing. Jiangnan is so cold. What can the north do? Sure enough, will the Ming Dynasty be destroyed?"

When Wu Youxian cleansed his wounds, he let Qian Yiqun stay in this steaming room for a moment, absorbs the medicine, and goes out first.

Qian Yiqun sat on a stool, closing his eyes to rest. A slight spiritual aggregate rose from the sea of ​​Lingyun to help the body repair, and it was also slowly gaining. Qian Yiqun was wondering why there was no scale, but he just believed that the sea water was rising?

——A person cannot even understand his own body and wants to see the mystery of the world. Are you too arrogant?

Qian Yiqun felt a sense of being far away in his heart. He was like a little dust in the world, or a dot of ink trampled out by flies on a huge snow-white rice paper, and a sense of awe suddenly rose.

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