Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

Chapter 40

"doctor!"

The moment Zhang Yao was stunned, a big man hurriedly shouted:

"Can you see what kind of poison he has? Is there a way to suppress it?"

Zhang Yao took a deep breath, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and bent over to observe carefully.

On Zhou Changgui's chest, a hideous wound almost ripped him open, the bones were visible deep, and the edge was slightly white under the washing of a lot of rain.

"It's not poison!"

After careful identification, he opened his mouth and said:

"This is a special kind of ore called 'Chiming Stone'. It has no poison in itself, and it is also a precious medicinal material that has miraculous effects in treating heart diseases."

"But this kind of ore will destroy the blood coagulation ability of the human body. If it is melted and cast into weapons in large quantities, it is often a magic weapon."

"Chiming stones are very rare and hard to buy. This is the first time I have encountered wounds caused by this kind of magic weapon."

He said so on the surface, but secretly sighed in his heart, feeling a little sorry for that Chu Xingge.

He defeated many famous masters, but no one noticed this. Obviously, the shots were not harsh, but left room.

On some small wounds, the effect of the red bright stone was not obvious, but Zhou Changgui's huge wound almost killed him, and the red bright stone became the last reminder.

"Red Akashi?"

The two big men were stunned for a moment, obviously they didn't expect that it was the effect of the sword.

"Doctor, do you have a solution?"

Zhang Yao pondered for a while, and said:

"Using rhino horn powder can temporarily suppress it. Wait a moment, I will go to the backyard to get it."

He said, turned and hurried towards the backyard.

Although the medicine cabinet was in the front hall, he kept some precious medicinal materials such as tiger bones and rhino horns in his room to avoid being targeted by robbers.

Soon, Zhang Yao took rhino horn powder and sprinkled it with Baiyao. The effect was immediate, and the wound no longer oozes blood.

Seeing this scene, the two big men were immediately overjoyed, and they repeatedly praised Zhang Yao as a miracle doctor.

Zhang Yao fetched a needle and thread again, and after roasting it with an oil lamp, threaded the needle and began to sew up the wound. The two people on the side didn't dare to disturb them, breathing carefully.

"call……"

After a while, Zhang Yao wiped off his sweat and said:

"The stitching has been completed, and the wound is temporarily treated."

"However, he lost a lot of blood, which is very dangerous. In addition, the influence of Chi Mingshi is only temporarily suppressed. I have to prescribe a medicine, boil it out as soon as possible so that he can drink it as soon as possible."

The two big men nodded repeatedly, and one of them directly took out a silver ingot from his bosom, and said repeatedly:
"Then it's Dr. Lao, as long as you can save my brother's life, I will be very grateful!"

"Well, it's a matter of duty."

Zhang Yao took the silver ingot, put it away casually, picked up the medicine scale and started to take the medicine.

After grabbing a pair of medicines, he went to the backyard to light a fire, put the medicines into the medicine jar, and prepared to start decocting them.

Seeing Zhang Yao's series of actions, the two big men gradually settled down in their hearts, and stood by Zhou Changgui's side, waiting for him to wake up.

"...almost let him escape!"

"Yes, brother Zhou has just been promoted to a perfect martial artist. He is eager to make contributions and lacks the fighting experience of a master of the same level, so he was taken as a breakthrough by that kid and almost died!"

"Bah! I don't know how to praise things, so I really think I'm a righteous hero? I refused to say it again and again, and finally dared to go to the yamen to report us."

"What an idiot, really thought that we were selling private salt, and the government didn't know?"

"If Master Chen hadn't gone out on business, he would have died in the inn two days ago, and it's not our turn to take action..."

The two lowered their voices and talked, their tone full of anger.

But they obviously ignored Zhang Yao, thinking that their voice was very low, but Zhang Yao in the backyard could hear them clearly.

"I see……"

Zhang Yao stood in front of the small stove, using a fan to fan the flames, his mind spinning.

"The conflict between Chu Xingge and the government came from the Cao Gang."

Inferred from the conversation between the two:
After Chu Xingge became famous, he should have been wooed by many forces, including the Cao Gang.

But Chu Xingge did not agree, and even discovered the secret of their illegal salt trafficking and exploiting the people from several contacts with the Cao Gang.

Filled with righteous indignation, he went to the yamen to report, but in the end he had a conflict with the yamen, and was informed of the news by the Cao Gang, which made him want to kill.

"Such a naive person, even naive is a bit cute."

"In this chaotic world, there are still such people, I really don't know where they came from..."

Zhang Yao felt more and more regretful.

In Jiangdu, the government, the Merchant League, and the Cao Gang have long had a tacit understanding, and they have secretly reached an agreement on many things.

He ran to the government to report, and he was destined to return without success, and he might even be forcibly detained as a bargaining chip to bite the Cao Gang and fight for benefits.

So he died. On a rainy night, he was besieged by three masters from the Cao Gang and died in the inn.

"Young age, extremely high martial arts, amazing talent, and a mysterious origin, holding a magic weapon."

"It's really like a protagonist that only appears in a storybook novel..."

If such a person survives, the future must be very interesting.

So Zhang Yao felt a little regretful, but he didn't have any more thoughts. He just boiled the medicine and gave it to Zhou Changgui.

Until dawn, Zhou Changgui finally woke up.

"Thank you doctor for saving your life..."

He said weakly, his eyes full of gratitude.

He obviously didn't recognize Zhang Yaolai.

Many years ago, Zhang Yao was still a young man, and he only met him once in a hurry, so he didn't take it seriously.

Today's Zhang Yao, no matter his face or temperament, is very different from before. He was dizzy and dizzy under the serious injury, so of course he couldn't recognize him.

Zhang Yao smiled and said:

"Healing diseases and saving lives is what I do. Lie down quickly, and don't move around, so as not to burst the wound."

"No problem."

Zhou Changgui shook his head and said:

"Thanks to the doctor's medicine, the influence of the red bright stone has been resolved, and I can already suppress the wound and speed up its healing."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yao pretended to be surprised:

"I didn't expect you to have such abilities. It seems that your martial arts are very high, stronger than the gang members I have dealt with before."

Zhou Changgui couldn't help laughing, but he didn't explain anything, he just kept thanking him.

After dawn, while there were still no pedestrians on the street, two big men supported Zhou Changgui, took some medicines, and left in a hurry.

A few days later, people from the Cao gang sent a grand thank you gift, and a month later Zhou Changgui came again in person, which greatly increased the reputation of Renshoutang.

After this incident passed, Zhang Yao's life also returned to peace.

After Zhou Changgui came a few times, he stopped coming. He was in the critical period of becoming a top expert, obsessed with pursuing a higher status and stronger strength, and soon ignored an ordinary doctor in Xinhe Street.

As for Chu Xingge's death, it once caused quite a stir in Jiangdu, and even the rumors made many ladies from aristocratic families heartbroken, and those interested in it speculated about the cause of his death, and it became a hot topic in the city for a while.

But he was not really a big shot after all, in Jiangdu's upper class circle, his death was just something to make people laugh after dinner.

As time goes by, no matter how great the reputation is, it will gradually turn into dust.

A few months later, in Jiangdu, not many people are still talking about Chu Xingge.

The old boy died, and the new boy came again.

This is Jiangdu—this is Jianghu.

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