After her luck was taken away, she tortured everyone in the sect and cried

Chapter 22 Destined not to be a medical practitioner
"I am Master Beichen's disciple. Unless he expels me from the master, I will not do anything to disgrace him." Jiang Zhanyue refused without hesitation.

Yijing's invitation is of course very tempting. One is the Beichen Sword Master who has never shown his face, and the other is the real Peak Master, the number one medical practitioner in the world of immortality who is as famous as Beichen Sword Master.In contrast, of course Yi Jing is much more reliable.

But she didn't actually need a master, and she didn't need a junior brother in the first place. In the past ten years, she had been in a daze.

"Lie." Yijing scolded her without giving any face, but he didn't insist on accepting her as his disciple again.

Both parties are smart people, and it's not like Yijing couldn't tell that Jiang Zhanyue just made an excuse. In the final analysis, she just didn't want to be his teacher.

Jiang Zhanyue's talent is obvious, and Yijing truly believes that she can go far if she chooses medicine.But he also understood that Jiang Zhanyue's talent was not limited to medical practice.

Yijing was not persistent in accepting Jiang Zhanyue as his disciple, but he was particularly persistent in curing her. Jiang Zhanyue lay here with him for three days, and it was rare for the wounds to fully heal, but it seemed that In Yijing's eyes, she was still in a terminally ill condition.

Jiang Zhanyue couldn't beat him, couldn't argue with him, so she could only wander around his room, flipping through his books and looking at his medicinal herbs.

Of course, her physical condition is not good. She just wants to live one more year. Time is undoubtedly the most precious to her, so she is not willing to waste time lying down and recuperating.

"There are more than five hundred medical books, but there are a few missing." After reading the last book on the bookshelf, Jiang Zhanyue sighed. She missed the library in Fengzhong.

Of course, the medical skills of Yijing Xianzun are also precious, and they are all treasures that are not available to the outside world.But in the end they are all medical skills, and all they talk about are medical science and pharmacology.What she is currently focusing on is geography and history books, both of which can provide her with clues to fight against heaven.

"I have read more than 500 books in three days, and I still say there are few. Are you really interested in it, or do you think my medical skills are boring and you don't read them well at all." Yijing came in with a jade porcelain vase.

As soon as Jiang Zhanyue looked at what he was holding, she knew it was time to take medicine again.Yijing invented some new medicine, and she almost became his medicine person.

So this is the reason why he rejected Yu Xuehui and took the initiative to bring her back for treatment?Because he looked down on Yu Xuehui's injuries that could be cured, he liked to challenge her that couldn't be cured.

"Of course I can't understand medical books. I only care about reading, not understanding." Jiang Zhanyue replied.

"If you can really understand my more than 500 medical books, your medical skills will have surpassed most of the disciples in Xinglintai. That is naturally impossible." Yi Jing handed her the jade porcelain bottle and said: " Take it all.”

Jiang Zhanyue didn't ask what the elixir was and just swallowed it all.It was useless to ask, Yijing would only reply with three words, "Stop talking nonsense" with a stinky face.

"Uncle Master, you said that I can surpass most disciples by understanding these 500 medical books. Does that mean that I don't have to stay here to receive your treatment and can decide how to treat myself?" Jiang Zhanyue After taking the medicine, he asked.

Yi Jing sneered, "You're dreaming."

"Premature aging caused by both Qi and blood deficiency." Although he laughed at Jiang Zhanyue's speech, Yijing still asked a question casually.

Jiang Zhanyue quickly reported several prescriptions and the corresponding pharmacological properties of the medicinal materials used in the prescriptions.

Yijing's expression calmed down slightly, but his tone was still casual and disdainful, "Yuxue Shengqi Pill."

The Jiangzhan Monthly Report lists the corresponding amounts of medicinal materials, the required heat, cooking methods, diseases treated, and the pharmacology and picking methods of the medicinal materials.Detailed and accurate, without any deviation.

"What symptoms do you think I have?" Yijing asked.

This question is difficult. It is different from the previous questions that could be answered by just relying on memory.

For medical practitioners, memorizing medical skills is just the most basic thing. Monks have better memories than ordinary people. Most of them can recite medical skills by heart. The difference is only the time it takes.The difficulty is naturally whether the medical science can still be used skillfully when it comes to truly treating patients.

Just diagnosing a disease requires careful listening, hearing and questioning, and there is no room for error, which is naturally extremely difficult.Not to mention there are still many difficulties in the treatment process.

Jiang Zhanyue stood up straight and looked at the scene carefully.

Her eyes moved from his cold eyes to his ears, lighter lips, and fair and thin neck.He was wearing a loose green shirt, not showing any excess skin, and only his well-jointed hands could be seen.

"I told you to look at it, you really looked at it." Yi Jing, who had been looked at for a long time, became unhappy again. When he raised his hand, the wind on his sleeve made Jiang Zhanyue close her eyes.

This medical practitioner is really unreasonable. How can he determine the disease if he can't see the doctor well? Doesn't he use his eyes to see when he treats people?

"Uncle Master's right little finger is missing a phalanx. Although it is filled with similar materials, it still looks slightly out of place." Jiang Zhanyue said as she opened her eyes again.

Yi Jing, who was always scornful and disdainful, subconsciously hid behind her this time.

Although his movement was hidden, Jiang Zhanyue also caught a glimpse of it.

How could a monk who had lived for hundreds of years and had such advanced cultivation care that he was missing a phalanx?It can only be said that this is a habit engraved in his bones, and it can only be left behind when he was young.

"I asked you to use medical theory to diagnose the condition, and you don't count." Yijing said.

"I just said what the symptoms are, and I didn't mention the medical theory. If you want to hear the medical theory, I can also describe the symptoms of a broken phalanx."

How could Jiang Zhanyue have that ability? How could she answer the question without resorting to such opportunistic methods?

She looked at Yijing's face, lips, eyes, and everything was normal. She couldn't match the descriptions of dark and light colors in the book.This is not as obvious as Yu Xuehui's pale hands.

"Little uncle, keep your word. You are a powerful person in the transformation stage, but you can't ignore what you said one moment and then ignore it the next moment." Jiang Zhanyue deliberately mentioned Yu Xuehui's name for Yi Jing.

Yijing's face turned dark when she called her "little uncle", "Call me uncle properly and don't add the word 'little'."

"Even if I let you go back, I will supervise you to take medicine and recuperate every day. Do you think you can continue to explore the secret realm after you walk out of the bamboo forest?" Yi Jing was very clear. Jiang Zhan was like this every time. I went to the secret realm and came back with injuries. I went back to the secret realm again before the wounds were completely healed.

"I know, I won't leave the sect this month." There is also a bet made by Yu Xuehui's sect junior.

Since Yijing said this, it meant he agreed.Jiang Zhanyue quickly left the bamboo forest and stopped staying.

After seeing her leave, Yi Jing raised his right hand and stared at his little finger, which was clearly intact and showed no problems.

Although he had hit her just now, he knew in his heart that it should be counted.She could tell the symptoms without relying on medical theory. She just lacked some experience. If she was given a few months of practice, medical theory would not be a problem.

But she is a sword cultivator, and those eyes are for looking at weaknesses rather than diseases. She is destined to be a sword cultivator, not a medical practitioner.

(End of this chapter)