If you think about it carefully, there are indeed shadows of gangs in the world, thieves who are coming and going.

But Mo Qiu originally thought these were just imaginations and rumors of the original body, and did not take them seriously.

In his opinion, the so-called gang is just some hooligans and gangsters who cannot get on the table.

Nowadays, it may not be so.

Tiger Evil Palm, Internal Injury, Gang...

It is obvious that this world is not different from what he had imagined before.

Soon, footsteps sounded in the back hall, and then several figures rushed over.

One of them had gray hair and wrinkles on his face. He was gasping for a step and was supported by someone to enter the medicine hall.

When he saw the visitor, Mr. Han's expression changed immediately and he hurriedly met:

"Senior Xu, why are you coming out?"

"Qin Ting went to find his senior brother. No one in the pharmacy is good at treating internal injuries. Since I can still move, I will naturally come out to see it." The old man took a breath and waved his hand weakly:

"Take me to the injured."

"Yes." Old Han, bowed and pointed, and whispered:

"Senior, be careful at your feet."

"I'm not so confused yet!" The old man rolled his eyes in anger and moved to the injured.

Amid the nervous expressions of the big men, he held down the pulse of the "second brother" and closed his eyes and pondered.

After a moment.

The old man opened his eyes and nodded slightly:

"I'll send it to the backyard room, and I'll give him an injection, prepare a medicinal bath and Guyundan, and I'll use it later."

At the same time, he looked at the great men and said:

"Don't worry, although he was injured by the palm force, fortunately, he was strong and he had most of his strength and could save him."

When all the great men heard this, they were very happy and immediately looked excited and held their fists and bowed:

"Thank you Mr. Xu!"

"Old Xu's wonderful hand magic needle, hanging a pot to save the world, is well-deserved!"

"We all must not forget Mr. Xu's life-saving grace, and we will give us the medical fee."

"Okay, okay." The old man waved his hand impatiently, obviously he was used to such compliments:

"Walk with someone else and wait outside. I'm most afraid of being disturbed when I apply the needle."

"I dare not, I dare not." Everyone waved their hands repeatedly, and even their voices were lowered, just pushing one person to follow.

"Senior Brother Wei." Mo Qiu took a look at the process from the side and asked curiously:

"Who is this old man?"

"How come you came to Qingnang Pharmacy without even knowing him?" Senior Brother Wei looked over with surprise, but still explained:

"He is the owner of Qingnang Pharmacy and the master of his disciples. Mr. Xu Muyun, known as the magic needle of the magic needle."

If an apprentice does not enter the master's sect, only a disciple who comes out like him can be considered a disciple of Qingnang Pharmacy.

"Miracle Hand Divine Needle?" Mo Qiu's eyes flashed:

"Master Qin is also the apprentice of this old man?"

"Of course!" Senior Brother Wei nodded:

"The master has taken in total four disciples. The master died of illness in his early years. The second master went to another place. The third master, namely Master Lei, has now started a family and established a career and has his own house outside the city."

"Of course, Master Lei sometimes comes to the pharmacy for consultation. He is proficient in internal injuries and has a variety of warm diseases, especially for internal injuries. Even the master considers himself inferior to that."

"Oh!" Mo Qiulan nodded and asked curiously:

"What is Master Qin good at?"

"You have many problems." Senior Brother Wei frowned, impatient, but he still answered:

"The master is good at trauma, fractures, acupuncture, and especially the acupuncture technique. He has obtained the true teachings of the master and is also the heir of the pharmacy."

"Heir?" Mo Qiu was stunned:

"Does Mr. Xu have no descendants?"

"Of course there is." Senior Brother Wei raised his eyebrows and said:

"The master's wife is the only daughter of the master, so..., what else do you want to ask?"

Mo Qiu smiled awkwardly and shook his head repeatedly:

"It's gone, please continue to explain the medicinal materials."

No wonder there are so many doctors in the pharmacy, only Master Qin lives here, and it turns out that he is his own.

"Hmph!" Senior Brother Wei snorted and said:

"Don't rush to learn. Let me ask you, have you remembered the two medicinal herbs just now?"

"Remember." Mo Qiu nodded.

He has a good memory, and although the system in his mind is not useful, it is more than enough to be a memory.

Remember the properties of the medicinal materials on the light curtain, which can ensure that they will not be forgotten in a short time and are convenient for viewing.

"Oh?" Senior Brother Wei glanced at him, but had no intention of verifying it. He took out a medicinal material from his side again.

"This thing is called rosin, also called white rosin, which has bitter taste and warm nature. It is mainly used to treat fistula, white baldness..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again.

"doctor!"

"doctor!"

"Come and save people!"

This time, more people came, and many of them were covered in blood, either supported each other or carried into the pharmacy.

The group of people rushed into the pharmacy and looked at the big men who had come before, all of whom were stunned.

"Brother Qi!"

"Dog?"

"Why are you here?"

"I'm just about to ask you about this."

Everyone looked at each other, and everyone was thinking quickly, and immediately said angrily: "It must be the people from Heihu Hall who have officially taken action against our four sects!"

"No wonder, no wonder we have such a loud noise, but no one rushed over to support us!"

"What's going on there?"

"The second brother was injured by the sneak attack from the third-handed head of Heihu Hall. We desperately protected him and rushed over."

"There were also sneak attacks from Heihu Hall on Fuhe Street. Their two staging teams up to kill the three leopards."

“…”

A group of big men shouted, and many people screamed and wailed, and the scene was in a mess for a while.

"Stop your mouth!" Old Han, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but raise his hands, shouted loudly to stop everyone's anger, and said:

"Do you want to treat the injury?"

"Treat, cure, of course!"

"When I'm curing my injuries, I will definitely make the people in Heihu Hall look good!"

“Yes, yes!”

The crowd nodded one after another, but there were no less than ten injured people on the field, and almost all of them were injured.

Qingnang Pharmacy is short of people, and when it is busy, it is even less staffed.

In desperation, even Mo Qiu, who didn't even recognize a few medicinal herbs, rushed to make up the numbers.

"Get the golden sore medicine!"

"Cook these cloths soon!"

"If you boil the big bone medicine, you need seven stoves together. Everyone will move it for me, don't be idle!"

While treating the disease, Mr. Han asked his own apprentice to bandage the wounded.

Not long after, Master Qin, who had originally gone out, also asked questions and rushed over and joined the ranks of saving people.

After being so busy, I was busy until it was pitch dark.

At this time, most of the injured had been placed properly, but there were still several seriously injured people who needed to fight at night.
To be continued...