Saying goodbye to his family with the medicine box left by his grandfather back then, Han Ankang embarked on his first journey of traveling to the world since he was inherited from the Taoist medicine. For this kind of traveling to the world, Han Ankang also hopes to find his identity as a doctor as much as possible.

Without taking the means of transportation that can be seen everywhere now, Han Ankang walked along the Changbai Mountains to avoid the bustling cities. He walked the seemingly desolate but primitive country roads and slowly headed towards his final destination.

Maybe it was a childhood dream, or maybe it was a feeling that the destination still preserved the ancient primitive living customs. The end of Han Ankang's trip was Tibet, which was said to be closest to the sky, to wash the dust-filled soul.

Unlike the pilgrims who were circulated in western Tibet, although Han Ankang also walked. However, for Han Ankang, who has the cultivation level of the Foundation Building Realm, it is even a walk. If he wants to rush, it is not a false statement to walk hundreds of roads a day.

Even if the journey back to Long Village is far from Tibet West, Han Ankang also believed that he should be able to walk there before the Spring Festival. As for who he would encounter along the way, that was not something Han Ankang could predict, and he could only take one step at a time.

In the inheritance of Taoist medicine, there is also a saying that medicine is destined to be a destined person. In the past, Taoist medicine has experienced the world, but not everyone has been treated. For Taoist medicine, they only save people with fate, and do not distinguish between rich and poor.

So who can be called a destined person?

That is, patients who are lucky enough to meet Taoist doctors are collectively called people with destiny. If they can't meet, Taoist doctors will not accept any invitations, disturb the journey of experience, and go to see someone alone.

In ancient times, most of these Taoist doctors were like monks, with exclusive sects and resident positions. Like monks, they rarely contact ordinary people. Generally, those who come to visit the door for medical treatment are also a cultivation clan.

No one comes to seek medical treatment. Most of the time, Taoist doctors spend traveling around the world and looking for various medicinal herbs and strange flowers and plants. Only when they are in training will they go down the mountain to the secular world to travel to the world.

Although it is different from ancient times, Han Ankang still prefers to save the sickness of the poor people. For him, money is not what he pursues. He is more, wanting to find the kindness of the doctor in his heart.

Han Ankang, who came out of Huilong Village, was truly like the Taoist doctors in the past. He was more looking for available medicinal materials in the mountains. He was thirsty and drank the spring water in the mountains. When he was hungry, he fed the wild beasts at the mountain pass and lived a life of sleeping in the wind and eating in the open.

But Han Ankang also knew that it was different from the past. In addition, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not as abundant as in ancient times. During the day, Han Ankang, who was looking for some medicinal herbs in the mountains, mostly found a campground to set up a tent to practice or rest at night.

This life that seems to be far away from worldly troubles has gradually found the feeling of being at peace when the mind is calm. Every morning, there is no way to go out and the sun sets, as if he has really become a hidden monk.

When Han Ankang felt that his space ring was already full of medicinal materials, he realized that next, he would look for the so-called destined person. He would find a remote farm village to ask for a bowl of rice and treat the people.

When he walked out of the mountains, Han Ankang realized that seven days had passed in the mountains before he knew it. At this moment, he had left the province where Huilong Village was located and entered an Inner Mongolia area where most nomadic peoples were.

Han Ankang also greeted these slightly vigilant villagers with this nameless village, which is also mostly Han people at the foot of the mountain. The villagers seemed to have many doubts about Han Ankang's identity as a doctor.

In these days, unless it is a truly remote mountainous area, otherwise ordinary small villages will be powered on. With electricity, there will be things like TVs. The era of scammers rampant has made the people more wary of strangers.

Han Ankang, who realized this, did not explain much. When he came to the home of an elderly man in the village, he said politely: "Hello, aunt! Can I ask for a bowl of water?"

Facing strangers like Han Ankang, this family with only an old couple in the mountains said politely: "Young man, are you here for a trip? Judging from your appearance, you came down from the mountains, right?"

When asked by the old woman holding the water, Han Ankang smiled and said, "That's right! I'm a Chinese medicine doctor and come here to find some medicinal herbs. I feel thirsty, so I went down the mountain to ask for saliva to drink.

Auntie, have you ever injured your leg? I saw that the old man was a little uncomfortable when he walked? If the old man doesn’t mind, I can take a look for it for him. It’s a kindness to repay you for this bowl of water!”

Listening to Han Ankang's words, the aunt said with a vigilant look on her face: "You young man, aren't you a liar?"

If in ancient times, some people dared to say that the Taoist doctors who traveled to the doctors would be afraid that the Taoist doctors would immediately float away. But Han Ankang knew that the times are different from the past, and the people hated scammers, especially those who practiced medicine.

Regarding the vigilance of the aunt, Han Ankang's expression remained unchanged and said with a smile: "Don't worry, aunt, I'm really not a liar. I'm just a young man who passes by and asks for a bowl of water to drink and knows some medical skills."

I see that the old man’s legs should be caused by a fall. Maybe your treatment is not thorough, which leads to the old man’s legs being damaged. If the old man doesn’t mind, I can take a look for you and don’t want you to pay a penny.

And I am not a Western doctor, but a doctor who studies Chinese medicine. If you don’t believe it, you can take a look. My medicine box contains some Chinese medicinal materials. What’s more, what kind of fraudsters would go to such a remote village to cheat, but they don’t have any money?”

Compared to the vigilance of the aunt, the old man who didn't speak much said frankly: "Okay, old woman. I don't think this young man is like a liar. What's more, we are all like this, what's there to cheat?"

After talking to my wife, the old man said again: "Young man, my leg is a bit injured for a while. Because my family is poor, I went to a large hospital for treatment. I heard that it costs hundreds of thousands, so I have never treated it much.

With some earthwork, my legs were finally saved. Although I was not as good as before when I walked in, I could at least walk away. If you can cure it, then you can treat it. Don’t cure my legs. "

Regarding the free and easy man, Han Ankang smiled and said, "Thank you for your trust. Please rest assured. When I apply acupuncture and tie some medicine for you, I believe that my legs will recover as before. If the treatment is damaged, I will compensate you!"

As he spoke, Han Ankang asked the old man to come out with two chairs. He started to check his health in the old man's yard. Of course, necessary pulses were still indispensable. This doctor's behavior made the two old men feel a little more at ease.

There are few strangers coming in this kind of small village that lives at the foot of the mountain. Except for some adventurers, they occasionally go into the mountains behind their village to do some adventures, and no one in this village will come.

Now that I learned that Han Ankang was a doctor, he wanted to treat the elderly in that household. Naturally, he attracted many people to watch. Among this kind of onlooker, there were also many people saying that Han Ankang was a liar, so that the two elderly people would pay attention.

Faced with these doubts, Han Ankang did not make any refutation. Instead, he finished taking the pulse and said, "Mr., your leg should have used some herbs to treat injuries? Now, every time you hurt, do you swallow the centipede to relieve pain?"

I understand that in some remote areas, rural people have a headache and fever, and prefer to use some so-called folk remedies to treat diseases. Of course, some of these folk remedies are useful, but some are not useful. But the people don’t know it!

For the people, if they are sick and have no money, they are willing to try any folk remedies. Even if they swallow a living centipede, which is disgusting to ordinary people, some elderly people still dare to do it.

When he heard Han Ankang's inquiry, the old man and the onlookers were also a little surprised. The old man quickly said, "Looking at you, you really have two hands. It's good. When it hurts so much, I like to swallow centipedes to relieve pain. Can't it work?"

Looking at the old man's slightly worried expression, Han Ankang smiled and said, "It's not that it's not possible. This folk remedy still has some effect on the old man. However, this kind of pain relief method can also treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Did you feel that after your leg hurt recently, a centipede used to relieve your pain, but now one doesn’t work. And the number of pains is more than before?”

Seeing that Han Ankang was right again, the old man said anxiously: "Yes! Yes! It only hurts once every three days, but now it hurts almost once every other day. And now, I have to swallow two centipedes every time before I feel the pain will be better."

Looking at the old man's anxious expression, Han Ankang said seriously: "Old man, your treatment method is actually more harmful to the body. Centipedes are also poisonous and can relieve pain, and they are also a way to fight poison with poison.

If you continue to treat this, your old leg will probably not be able to be saved in another half a year. However, don’t worry, since I said that I will cure your leg for you, I will definitely cure it for you.”

As he spoke, Han Ankang took off the needle bag from his wrist, looked at the old man's slightly black legs and said, "Old man, I will remove the toxins from the wounds for you first, and then tie the medicine for you. It's a bit poisonous when removing the poison, so you should always bear it."

Perhaps it was Han Ankang's tone or just like witnessing his diagnosis of the treatment process, the old man said hopefully: "It's okay, I can still hold it back a little bit of pain."

After saying this, Han Ankang used a small needle knife to gently cut the wound. Not long after, black blood flowed out of the wound, and Han Ankang used a blood-sucking cotton to absorb it all.

As the wound became less and less black blood, the old man felt that his leg began to hurt again. However, compared to the usual pain, he could still bear the pain and did not interrupt Han Ankang's treatment.

When the wound was bleeding and finally bright red blood flowed out, Han Ankang injected four needles with one hand. He sealed the injured knee, took out a little powder from the medicine box, and sprinkled it on. The old man immediately felt very comfortable.
Chapter completed!