The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 5 Mysterious Woman
Qingxuan is now at the fifth level of Qi training. Since he doesn't know the martial arts system in Xiaoao Jianghu, he doesn't know which level his own strength belongs to.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and no one knows what troublesome things will be involved in the next second.

However, he has the status of a doctor as a cover-up, and it is estimated that no one will bother him in idleness.

Before you have absolute strength, you don't have to do anything if you can. As long as you are careful and don't provoke the masters in the world, there is no problem in self-protection.

"It's time to practice."

Hanging the closed sign on the door, Qingxuan returned to the bedroom, sat cross-legged on the bed, palms facing the sky, and quickly absorbed the thin aura in the air.

At the same time, Years Like Water are in the middle of it.

In a spacious bedroom on the top floor, on a bed covered by red curtains, lay a graceful figure.

Then, a cold female voice came from the curtain.

"Why is it so lively outside today?"

"Master Hui, today there is a medical clinic opening opposite the restaurant." Standing two meters away from the bed, the bustard of the restaurant replied with a very respectful expression.

"The hospital?"

"Yes, it's just that the doctors in this medical center are a little weird. They opened a medical center but they didn't treat patients, and they didn't know what tricks they were doing."

There was a brief silence in the bedroom, and the cold voice sounded again, but there was more interest in the voice.

"You should tell me and listen."

"Yes, Master."

The old bustard slowly narrated what happened today.

"The owner of the medical center claims that Hua Tuo is reincarnated, that he can rejuvenate his hands, that he can treat serious illnesses instead of minor illnesses, and that he asks for ten taels of gold. It's a money grab."

"Hua Tuo is reborn?"

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In the early morning of the vertical sun, the Golden Crow rises in the east.

Inside the room, Qingxuan's body shook violently, his eyes opened suddenly, a flash of sharpness flashed in his pitch-black pupils, and he let out a mouthful of turbid air from his lips...

Immediately, a smile appeared on Qingxuan's incomparably handsome face, and his whole person looked radiant.

After half a sound, he twisted his neck, and there was a crisp sound of joints in the room. With a light grip of his palm, he rushed forward with ample strength.

"Finally practiced at the sixth level of Qi."

Realizing that his own strength has increased several times, Qingxuan murmured, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Standing up and stretching, the bones in the body seemed to be re-forged, and there was a clear and loud crackling sound.

After lightly swinging a few punches, a gust of wind was brought up. Qingxuan took out the fine iron sword in the storage space, held the hilt with his right hand, and struck out suddenly, causing a cold light to flash in the bedroom.

With the long sword back in its sheath, Qingxuan turned and left.

A crack suddenly appeared in the middle of a desk in the corner of the room, and finally the desk broke in two from the middle and hit the ground. The fracture was extremely smooth.

After a brief wash, Qingxuan did not open the gym immediately, but came to practice in the small courtyard behind.

From [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] noon, I practice sword drawing skills, and the medical center opens after [-]:[-] am. During this period, no one closes my eyes and practices the mental method until [-]:[-] am in the middle of the night.

As for sleep, after Qingxuan discovered that meditation practice can replace sleep and make him more energetic, sleep has long been neglected by him.

During the time he arranged, apart from practicing sword drawing and the opening of the medical center, the rest of the time was spent on meditation.

Three hours passed in a blink of an eye, Qingxuan put the long sword back into its sheath, and swung his arms. The pain caused by the practice has become lighter and lighter, and it seems that he has gradually adapted to it.

After casually eating some lunch, Qingxuan opened the door of the medical clinic. The business of Things Like Water is booming, but the entrance of his shop is particularly deserted.

Of course, Qingxuan didn't care about it, and sat alone in the medical hall with his eyes closed to practice.

There is no time to practice, and when the last ray of light disappears on the horizon, night finally falls, and the business of Things Past is even more booming, which is several times that of the daytime.

"Hey, it's been two days since the store opened, why is the store still so deserted?"

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded from the door, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

Qingxuan opened his eyes, raised his head, and what came into view was a middle-aged woman wearing a emerald skirt, holding a flower fan, and heavy makeup.

Bustard stepped into the medical hall, glanced around, and finally stopped on Qingxuan.

"What a handsome young master, may I ask if the doctor is here?"

"Are you here for medical treatment?"

Although Qingxuan was dressed a little weirdly, it couldn't conceal his handsome appearance and temperament.

"That's right, I heard that the doctor in the medical center is Hua Tuo reincarnated and can rejuvenate, but I don't know if it's true or not?" Bustard said in pretended surprise, holding a flower fan.

Seeing her eyes scanning the medical hall all the time, Qingxuan said: "There is no need to look for it, I am the doctor."

"What... are you a doctor?"

The bustard pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "I didn't expect the slaves to miss it, the doctor is right in front of them, but it's the first time I've seen such a handsome doctor like the son, I don't know how to call him?"

"Qing Xuan."

Glancing at her, Qingxuan's face was calm, and he said: "If you are not cured for a minor illness, it will be ten taels of gold for a serious illness."

"Doctor Qingxuan, you have also seen the business of our restaurant, are you afraid that my family will not be able to pay ten taels of gold?"

"If you are not here for medical treatment, I will not send you away."

Qingxuan just took a look at Bustard, and saw that she looked normal and her steps were very steady. She probably didn't have any illnesses, and she might have good martial arts.

A look of surprise flashed in Bustard's eyes, and she waved her hand.

"It is said that capable people have very eccentric tempers. Come with my family. You are lucky. There is a big man who needs your treatment. If you are cured, you will have no worries about food and clothing in this life."

After saying that, the bustard turned and left.

Qingxuan pondered for a while, then immediately got up and followed, not paying attention to the medical hall, except for a few tables and a bed, the really poor don't even have a piece of clothing.

Not long after, he followed the bustard through the thriving business, and finally came to the third floor of the restaurant.

The sound insulation effect of the restaurant is good. After entering the third floor, the noise of the hustle and bustle disappears.

"Young master, go in by yourself."

When they came to a wooden door, the bustard said something, then turned and left.

After the latter left, Qingxuan gently pushed open the door, and as soon as he stepped into the room, a wisp of fragrance penetrated into his nostrils.

Immediately, a strong air wave swept past him, Qingxuan's face changed slightly, and the wooden door behind him closed automatically in the next second.

Immediately afterwards, an icy voice came from the red curtain at the end of the bedroom: "I heard that you are a miracle doctor who claims that Hua Tuo is reborn and rejuvenated."

Hearing this, Qingxuan said in a calm tone: "The miracle doctor is a bit exaggerated. Compared with Hua Tuo, his medical skills are indeed difficult to be refined."

"Hehe... Your tone is not small. You mean that your medical skills are not inferior to anyone except Hua Tuo?"

A woman's chuckle suddenly came from the red curtain.

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(End of this chapter)