After taking a shower, Tang Feng rushed back to the bedroom and started practicing Zhou Tian Gong.
If Zhou Tian Gong can be traced back from its historical origin, it should be a Taoist health-preserving exercise. The most important thing is to proceed step by step. In the small Zhou Tian stage, running for thirty-two weeks a day is already the limit. If you sit cross-legged and vomit for too long,
Yes, it is actually bad for the body.
Tang Feng slowly controlled the flow of breath in his body through the two meridians of Ren and Du, opening up the stagnation at the junction of the two meridians little by little. Time passed like this...
When Tang Feng completed its thirty-two cycles, a warm current flowed from the mark of the Medicine King Cauldron towards Tang Feng's dantian.
Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, then he opened his eyes and raised his right palm. The original black mark of the Medicine King Cauldron on the palm of his hand turned slightly red.
"So that's it," Tang Feng couldn't help but nod. Only now did he understand that the Medicine King Cauldron not only contained Sun Simiao's memory, but also a part of Sun Simiao's essence. To put it bluntly, essence is equivalent to concentrated inner energy.
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Although this Zhou Tian Gong is miraculous, it is a Taoist health-preserving technique after all. Without twenty years of practice, it can be said that it cannot even break through the stage of Xiao Zhou Tian. Obviously, Medicine King Sun Simiao considered this situation back then, so in this medicine
A part of his own essence is left in the Wang Cauldron to help those who have inherited the Medicine King Cauldron to quickly break through Xiao Zhoutian and use this cauldron.
Only by breaking through the Little Zhoutian can the true energy flow normally between the Dantian and the limbs, and only at that stage can the Medicine King Cauldron be used as desired.
Tang Feng felt the warm current coming from the Medicine King Cauldron, and couldn't help but become interested in the old man from 1,500 years ago, Medicine King Sun Simiao. Back then, the old man took so much pains to preserve all the knowledge in the Medicine King Cauldron, and even
What exactly does he want to do by inputting part of his essence into the cauldron? Isn't he afraid that the person who inherits the Medicine King Cauldron will be a bad person?
Of course, Tang Feng is a good person, at least he thinks so.
Tang Feng jumped up. With the help of the essence in the Medicine King Cauldron, he believed that within a month, he would be able to completely penetrate the Ren and Du meridians and become a master of Xiao Zhoutian.
As usual, Tang Feng smelled his body. Sure enough, there was still a fishy smell, but it was much stronger than the first day he practiced Zhou Tian Gong. He looked at the time, and it was still around three o'clock in the morning.
Tang Feng rushed down to the bathroom, took a shower, then returned to the study and continued to read. It is undeniable that Sun Simiao lived for more than a hundred years and studied Chinese medicine for more than a hundred years. His knowledge was very profound, but even if he was profound,
People also have their own shortcomings.
After the Tang Dynasty, traditional Chinese medicine also underwent great changes, and many masters of traditional Chinese medicine emerged. Especially since the Qing Dynasty, Western medicine entered China, which brought a huge impact to traditional Chinese medicine. These developments and changes required the Tang Dynasty.
Learn from the wind.
Tang Feng opened the "Surgical Bible", which is said to be a book on traditional Chinese medicine and surgery written by Hua Tuo. It is really amazing. Although traditional Chinese medicine surgery has completely declined, Tang Feng can still see from this book the past achievements of traditional Chinese medicine surgery.
brilliant.
Just when Tang Feng calmed down and read a book, an almost inaudible sound came from the next door. The sound was very small, but Tang Feng, who had practiced Zhou Tian Gong, clearly captured the sound.
Tang Feng's nerves suddenly became tense, and the thoughts in his mind quickly changed: It's Xia Huo, what is she doing? Why did she make such a soft sound? Could it be...
So Tang Feng became evil. Scenes from the island country movie quickly flashed through his mind, and what followed was Xia Huo's bumpy and white body. So Tang Feng quickly put down the book in his hand and leaned close to him.
On the wall on the other side of Xia Huo's bedroom, she listened secretly, intently, and intently.
However, after a long time, there was no sound of sex again, but the creaking of the bed continued to sound.
Tang Feng stood there, scratching his head and thinking for a long time. Finally, he ran downstairs, picked up the bear that Xia Huo threw, and then walked to the door of Xia Huo's bedroom.
Tang Feng hesitated for a long time, he wanted to push open the door of this room, and then said: "Sister Xia Huo, do you still want this little bear?" Then he could see the fragrant scene in the world.
But Tang Feng was afraid because Xia Huo had a gun in his hand.
The most evil pistol!
Just when Tang Feng was wandering between Qingyu's curiosity and fear of guns, Xia Huo's angry voice came from the room: "Why are you standing sneakily at the door? Come in."
Tang Feng was startled at first, then opened the door excitedly and said, "Xia Huo, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep without this little bear, so I want to bring it to you."
As he spoke, Tang Feng's eyes quickly moved around to search, and he had already scanned the situation in Xia Huo's room. He saw a low-light desk lamp placed beside Xia Huo's bed. Under the desk lamp, Xia Huo was curled up.
He was covered with a blanket, a line of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face was slightly blue.
Tang Feng was stunned, this... this didn't look like a scene of a woman defending herself, but more like a symptom of stomachache, and it was a particularly painful one.
"Pour me a cup of hot water and put it on my bedside," Xia Huo said to Tang Feng.
Tang Feng said "Hey", then quickly ran down to the living room, poured a cup of hot water, and returned to the bedroom.
Tang Feng gently placed the water cup on the table beside Xia Huo's bed and asked softly: "Sister Xia Huo, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to take a look at it?"
Xia Huo shook his head and said, "No, I just have a stomachache."
Tang Feng sat on the edge of Xia Huo's bed. When he saw the sweat on Xia Huo's head, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed and said, "Come on, let me show you. You know, I am a miracle doctor."
Xia Huo pulled up the quilt and said, "Go out quickly. Why are you, a man, staying in my room in the middle of the night?"
Tang Feng was stunned and said: "I want to help you. Stomach pain may be an early symptom of many diseases. Moreover, you didn't eat anything bad today, so why do you have stomach pain? No, I have to show you."
The more Tang Feng talked, the more he felt that he made sense, so he stood up and leaned towards Xia Huo.
Xia Huo reached out and took out a gun from under the pillow and said, "Get out quickly, I told you I'm fine."
Tang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly. He looked at Xia Huo's face and said, "Your forehead is sweating, which means it must be very painful. Your face is blue, which means there is a liver problem. You didn't eat anything at night, which means there is something wrong with your liver."
Your stomach aches are not caused by food. Come on, let me take a look, in case there is a big problem?"
Xia Huo said angrily: "I told you, it's nothing, you don't need to worry about it, just get out of here."
However, Tang Feng took another step forward firmly and said, "If you want to shoot, just shoot. I will definitely diagnose you anyway."
As he spoke, Tang Feng bent down and firmly held Xia Huo's gun-holding hand. Her hand was very cold.
Xia Huo looked at Tang Feng and said, "I really know how to shoot."
Tang Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Anyway, you saved my life. You can kill or chop me into pieces as you wish."
As Tang Feng said this, three fingers were placed on Xia Huo's pulse.
After hearing Tang Feng's words, Xia Huo's heart moved and she stopped talking.
Tang Feng's expression was a little serious, and he took Xia Huo's other hand and touched it.
Xia Huo pulled the quilt to cover his body and said, "Have you diagnosed anything? If you can't tell, please leave my bedroom."
Tang Feng put down Xia Huo's arm, but suddenly asked: "How long have you had dysmenorrhea?"
After hearing Tang Feng's words, Xia Huo couldn't help but blush, and said angrily in his heart: This guy can actually tell by checking his pulse. It's really embarrassing.
Tang Feng saw Xia Huo's face and knew it was due to shyness. At the same time, he finally understood why Xia Huo reacted so strangely at night. He didn't eat, turned off the air conditioner, and pulled out his pistol. It turned out that
It's a woman with dysmenorrhea who can't afford it.