Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 38 Don't ask for the title of the poem, don't hesitate to save people

The audience was dumbfounded.

Looking around, the main hall is full of talents, full of civil and military affairs, but he wants to seek medical treatment from an ordinary person.

But the supervisor did not say a word.

The descendants of the Cui family finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and began to look at Chen Yanjun again.

Of course, apart from their extraordinary looks, and a kind of demeanor that is full of self-confidence and integrity, they can't see why.

Chen Yanjun looked calm, and stood in front of the bowed Cui Qingru with his hands behind his back.

Unexpectedly, just a moment ago, the old teaching assistant who thought he was running the train full of words and left with a wave of his sleeves suddenly bowed to him for medical treatment for his son.

Probably a dead horse as a living horse doctor...

He didn't immediately dismiss the gentleman, but said condescendingly:
"Chen is an ordinary person with little talent and learning. He is not sure whether he can cure Chan Master Cui, or he may be put to death. Are you sure you want me to come to the doctor?"

At this time, voices of doubt appeared in twos and threes in the crowd.

Cui Qingru looked up at his father, then gritted his teeth and strengthened his belief:

"I also ask Mr. Chen to give me a doctor!"

The doctor is benevolent, Chen Yanjun saw Cui Chan Master's horrific plight, so he didn't refuse anymore.

What's more, Cui Qingru is a good teacher, and he is also benevolent to the original owner, but the original owner has always been just superficially eager to learn.

"Need to prepare everything: a sharp short knife, two one-foot-long hollow silver needles, ten liters of clean spiritual water, enough healing pills, bone-joining pills, and anesthetics, as well as Mr. Cui's Confucianism and Taoism to help."

"it is good!"

Immediately, Cui Wanjun waved his hand, making the onlookers step back.

He also called people to prepare short knives, silver needles, spiritual water and various medicines.

However, the first thing Chen Yanjun used was the soul-suppressing pill that he brought with him from Assistant Teacher Fang.

Taking orally the soul-suppressing pill took too long to take effect, so Chen Yanjun directly diluted it with spiritual water and added some anesthetics.

Then use the silver needle to extract the medicinal juice and inject it into the atrium of Chan Master Cui.

This operation frightened everyone...

After all, the art of piercing the heart is the best skill of Fang Assistant, and most people outside of Danlin Academy have never seen it.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Jian Zheng and Cui Qingru, who just watched nervously, did not speak, and could only hold their breath and concentrate.

Chen Yanjun looked at the effect of the medicine delivered through the heart: the blood vessels and spiritual veins have been completely disordered, and the medicine injected into the brain is too little.

In view of this, Chen Yanjun made a bolder decision.

"Craniotomy to deliver medicine!"

At this moment, even Master Jianzheng and Cui Qingru were startled and opened their mouths to speak, not knowing what to say for a while.

Chen Yanjun continued:

"After the craniotomy, Mr. uses clear energy to deliver the medicine, and Master Jianzheng judges whether the medicine has been completely absorbed by the white matter. After the absorption, I will be responsible for applying the medicine to the bones."

The reasoning can be understood, but Cui Wanjun and his son still can't keep up with the rhythm.

Chen Yanjun asked:

"Any questions?"

Cui Qingru made up his mind:
"Everything will be healed according to Mr. Chen's words!"

"Then hurry up, you will die if you slow down."

Saying this, Chen Yanjun directly applied anesthetics, opened his head with a knife, and the scene was bloody...

Even he himself can't bear it a little bit.

But there is no way, the doctor must have concentration, no matter whether it can be cured or not, he must believe that he can.

The three of them worked together.

Cui Jianzheng and his son were covered in cold sweat.

Chen Yanjun was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

This time, everyone clearly saw that the calming effect of the Zen method had become stronger.

The distorted state on Zen Master Cui's face slowed down, and the eyeballs that slumped to the mouth and nose were also slowly returning to normal.

The eyes of the crowd looking at Chen Yanjun are also changing...

Chen Yanjun didn't have time to delay, and started attacking Chan Master Cui's dantian again.

After being poisoned, the venom will strengthen the dantian, and the color will turn black, looking like a perfect golden elixir.

The black dantian will transform the body, grab the spiritual power from the outside world to feed back the black dantian, and eventually the person will become a spirit-eating monster without will.

To get rid of the black pill state, Assistant Teacher Fang didn't find a special medicine, so he had to stick a needle in the pill wall and fix it, so as to export spiritual power and stop the poisonous substance from running.

Then give another injection, deliver the medicine regularly, and do pharmacological experiments to see if there is any detoxification effect.

Chen Yanjun did the same.

After finishing the two injections, he said to Cui Wanjun:
"Now, Lord Jianzheng can seal Master Cui's whole body's spiritual veins and blood."

Cui Wanjun followed suit.

After one seal, Zen Master Cui's complexion turned pale in an instant, but gradually returned to his human appearance.

On the pale eyeballs in the pupils, dilated pupils gradually emerged.

The pupil light gradually condenses and restores the pupil.

His pupils focused, and he glanced at Chen Yanjun.

do not know.

He turned to look at the crowd around him.

"Father, Ah Weng..."

Ah Weng means grandpa. Zen Master Cui just woke up, he was still a little dazed, and he called A Weng jokingly, as if teasing Jian Zheng for being too old.

Cui Da shook his head, still in pain, and looked back at Junzi in front of him.

"who are you?"

Cui Qingru shouted:
"Call Engong!"

"You were poisoned by eating wild food, and we were helpless. It was Mr. Chen of Danlin Academy who saved you."

Only then did Cui Da remember that he seemed to have eaten something he shouldn't have eaten, so he touched his head and said with a smile:
"Mr. Chen is a great talent, so handsome, he will definitely find an unmarried beauty from the Cui family to marry you."

"..."

Chen Yanjun felt that this guy hadn't fully recovered yet.

"How did Chan Master Cui get poisoned?"

Cui Da carefully recalled:
"On the Ching Ming Festival, I escaped from offering sacrifices to my ancestors, and went fishing in the Weishui River. I didn't expect to catch a bird in the water... No, there was only a carving head. It's a pity to throw it away, so I roasted it on the spot. ate."

You caught the severed head of the gu carving and roasted it... Chen Yanjun was dumbfounded.

This also verified his casual guess: he and Fan Yu ate the poison in the mushroom, which was related to the strange beast!

It can be seen that what happened on the day of the Cold Food Festival may have other secrets...

Not only Chen Yanjun, but also Du Qiuzhuo exclaimed in surprise:
"It was the Gu sculpture that attacked me and Chen Yanjun on the day of the Cold Food Festival, and my son and I beheaded it together!"

Cui Wanjun couldn't help frowning his white eyebrows, stroked his beard and said:
"Gu carvings are strange beasts in the mountains and seas, and the detached head of the carving can still eat fish bait... This matter is no small matter."

Cui Da continued to recall:
"I didn't feel anything strange at the time, but after I went back to sleep, I had nightmares again and again, as if I was in a nightmare and I couldn't extricate myself. I quickly got up and meditated, calmed my soul with meditation meditation, and suddenly opened my eyes... and saw Mr. Chen's handsome face!"

"If Mr. Chen is a little ugly, our family will be scared to death on the spot!"

The girls' laughter came from the crowd.

Chen Yanjun was not in the mood to joke with the time, and said with a serious face:
"Currently, Chen has only suppressed the onset of the poison, but has not cleared the poison. Chan Master Cui must immediately go to the Danlin Institute of the Imperial Academy or the Prison Division for isolation and diagnosis and treatment. During this period, no spiritual blood communication with anyone is allowed. "

When Cui Da heard this, he panicked.

"Danlin Institute, the prison chief? No, no!"

"I'm just a monk of wine and meat, not a monk of fireworks, how can I exchange spiritual blood with others!"

After all, Cui Jianzheng hit him with a knife suddenly and knocked him unconscious.

"Qingru, you send him to Danlin Academy immediately to find Dr. Tan."

"Yes!"

Cui Qingru immediately picked up his son, turned to Chen Yanjun and bowed again:
"Qing Confucianism is always confused. He didn't see the son's talent and learning. He will come to the door every day to thank him!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped onto the flying chariot and flew to the Imperial College at low altitude.

Although flying is prohibited in the inner city, if there is an urgent matter of life and death, you can fly low.

……

In the front garden, there was a gust of wind, and there was no sound.

Everyone was speechless in shock.

Don't ask for the name of the poem, don't hesitate to save people... He is obviously just a young man, why does he have such a great Confucianism?
You know, once the rescue fails, how much pressure does an outsider have to bear?
If so, Chen Gongzi took action resolutely.

The way everyone looked at Chen Yanjun changed.

But no one dares to talk nonsense: you can question it, but you can't just praise the newcomer casually. You can only praise the newcomer after the old lady has made a conclusion.

This is the rule of the Cui family.

front garden.

Cui Wanjun looked at Chen Yanjun with his hands behind his back.

He suddenly couldn't see through this kid, could he really enter the third realm of nourishing Qi with a mortal body?

Aside, Mrs. Cui finally spoke.

"Mr. Chen does not seek poetic talent, but spares no effort in medical skills to save people. He has both ability and political integrity. My Cui family is being rude."

Before Chen Yanjun had time to say a few words of modesty, the old lady suddenly changed the topic.

"However, You Rong is a practitioner. If she hadn't deliberately suppressed her these years, she would have already entered the seventh rank."

"The so-called immortals have different paths. If the young master's physique and practice cannot keep up, he will be like a dead husband, and the ending will inevitably be embarrassing."

"I heard that Mr. Chen has successfully washed the marrow. Next, we will test whether Mr. Chen's marrow-washed bones are suitable for cultivation and whether his constitution is strong. If you pass the test, the whole Cui family will bless your marriage with You Rong."

Chen Yanjun heaved a sigh of relief.

This is also a matter of course: if the cultivation base and physical skills are not enough, double cultivation with a cultivator will kill people.

"It's natural, I don't know how to compare it?"

The old lady followed her way and said:

"What is Mr. Chen good at?"

Chen Yanjun said:

"Physical arts and weapons are also acceptable."

At this time.

One person strode out from the crowd.

It was Cui Qingru's second son, Cui Wudao, the younger brother of Zen Master Cui who was carried away, a sixth-grade magician.

Chen Yanjun had also seen this person before. He was not tall and had a thin face. He was wearing an indigo Taoist robe and was teaching swordsmanship in the fairy palm in the outer city.

Cui Wudao's eyes were clear and handsome, and he deliberately said coldly:
"So Wudao proclaimed his own spiritual vein, and asked Chen Gongzi for some sword skills."

As soon as the words fell, another person walked out from the crowd.

"inappropriate!"

Chen Yanjun glanced, it was Cui Qian'an who called him little son-in-law before.

Among the male descendants of the Cui family, Cui Qian'an is considered outstanding in appearance. Although he is also dressed in white Confucian clothing, but the tailoring is extraordinary, like a fairy robe, and his posture and aura are obviously superior to others.

What's more, Cui Qian'an is a sixth-grade Confucian teacher in his thirties, and has much higher potential and status than Cui Wudao, a sixth-grade magician in his fifties!
"Second Uncle's Dao Sword is a tool used by the Taoist School to cast spells. If the spirit veins are completely sealed, how can it compete with the forged Master Chen?"

Cui Qianan questioned reasonably.

Only then did everyone realize that Cui Wudao was grateful to Mr. Chen for saving his elder brother, and deliberately stood up, wanting to release water to help him pass the test.

To be honest, Mr. Chen didn't pursue poetics, and he took the risk to save people regardless of previous suspicions. It's really a pity that such a noble person can't get along well with Yourong because he hasn't entered the class.

Not only Cui Wudao has this idea, except for Cui Qianan's family, almost everyone has this idea.

Chen Yanjun saw that Cui Qian'an wanted to save face, as long as he could seal the spirit vein, he didn't care who the opponent was, and said with a smile behind his back:
"So, Qian'an wants to compete with me?"

This time, Cui Qian'an no longer held his head high, but deliberately lowered his posture, cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"I would like to ask my little uncle for a lesson or two."

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happy mid-Autumn Festival!
(End of this chapter)