If someone says that he has medical skills, the teacher will definitely sneer at him.
After all, there is a saying in China that goes like this: If you don’t talk well, you can’t do anything.
Not to mention a half-grown high school boy.
You know medical skills, why don’t you say you can fly?! It’s a jet!
But it was Hua Jiunan who was speaking, so it was different:
This person is the one who gets perfect marks on the test paper.
If it is not full marks, the teacher will have to double check whether his answer was wrong.
Facts have proved that many times the answer is really wrong...
"Hua Jiu Nan, if you are sure, give it a try!"
"If it really doesn't work, don't force it. The worst possible outcome is to call an ambulance!"
The reason why I didn't choose to call 120 immediately was because the county seat was too far from the town.
Coupled with the rugged winding mountain roads...according to Zhou Ying's current condition, he might not even be able to reach the ambulance.
Hua Jiunan was not polite and stretched out his hand to take the unconscious Zhou Ying's pulse.
The amazing thing is that the scar on Zhou Ying's wrist that he cut himself has completely healed, and there is no trace of it.
"My pulse is thin and weak, how could this happen?!"
Hearing Hua Jiunan's muttering to himself, the anxious teacher couldn't help but ask.
"Hua Jiunan, what do you mean?!"
"Zhou Ying, is Zhou Ying okay?!"
Hua Jiunan frowned slightly and did not answer immediately.
The key is that it’s not easy to answer!
Thin pulses indicate deficiency of Qi and blood.
It is more common in cases of excessive bleeding due to trauma or... or when girls have menstruation.
But Zhou Ying has no external injuries and is a grown-up man. He doesn't have the ability to do "that" at all. Isn't this strange...
He looked at Zhou Ying's eyelids again and finally saw a trace of undetectable black energy.
With his deputy-leader-level Taoism and keen intuition, Hua Jiunan immediately realized that this trace of black energy had the same origin as the white bones.
Could it be that evil spirits suck human essence and blood...
Although what Hua Jiunan guessed was not the standard answer, it was very close to the root cause.
He immediately took out a self-refined "Yiqi and Blood Pill" from his arms, asked Zhao Fei to take a bowl, dissolve it with hot water, and feed it to Zhou Ying.
At the same time, he also secretly gave Fatty Zhao a Soul Calming Talisman.
Zhao Fei immediately understood:
While pouring water, he used a lighter to burn the talismans into ashes while others were unaware, and mixed them into the bowl together.
While taking the medicine, Hua Jiunan took out the golden needle and quickly inserted it into Zhou Ying's three acupoints: Neiguan, Yongquan, and Shuigou.
Using both methods, Zhou Ying, who was unconscious, woke up slowly with a muffled groan, and softly muttered that he was thirsty.
I have other students helping me.
Seeing that Zhou Ying was out of danger, the teacher couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
He asked while wiping away the sweat that was pouring out from his eyes.
"Hua, Hua Jiuyi, what happened to Zhou Ying? He should be fine, right!?"
Hua Jiunan nodded gently.
"Teacher, don't worry, it's okay."
"He may have been injured at home during the vacation and lost a lot of blood, so he was deficient in energy and blood."
"Take the medicine I just gave you, lie down for a few days, don't get tired, and you'll be fine."
The teacher was finally relieved, but then he curiously asked.
"Nine, nine difficulties, why do you carry blood-replenishing medicine with you?!"
"Do you need this thing on a daily basis?!"
Facing this teacher who was like a "problem boy", Hua Jiunan felt helpless.
He can't say that he often fights with dirty things and is afraid of getting hurt, so he always carries them with him, right?!
That would definitely be considered insane.
You can’t even say that you have so many days every month, right?
The reputation of being a pervert seems to be worse than that of a psychopath...
Just when Hua Jiunan didn't know how to answer, another student among the students watching the excitement suddenly fainted and fell to the ground.
The symptoms are almost the same as those of Zhou Ying, but much milder.
He was one of the classmates who was summoned by the "White God" last night to bleed and make a wish.
Everyone was in a hurry again.
Hua Jiunan followed suit and after some treatment, he carried the man back to bed to rest.
After experiencing one after another accidents, how could the teacher dare to organize running exercises for the students again?
After being told to stay in the dormitory and rest, he ran to the principal's house to report the situation.
As I ran, I muttered to myself:
Some time ago, it was rumored that the dead people in the hospital were haunted by ghosts. Could it be that...could the ghosts come to the school again?!
As soon as he thought of this, the teacher felt a chill running down his spine, as if something terrifying was following him.
So I ran faster...
After the teacher left, Hua Jiunan carefully observed the other students around him and found that there were still many who were pale and lacked blood.
But in order to avoid alerting others, he didn't say anything.
I just muttered to myself: It seems that that white god is quite evil.
He actually harmed so many people at once!
While the four members of Huajiu Nan returned to the dormitory to discuss countermeasures, they were on the other side of the mountain behind the school.
The evil spirits in white sat around in a dark cave, discussing how to implement the next plan.
"First, let's fulfill the wishes of the three people chosen tonight."
"In this way, they will think that if they believe in the White God, their wishes will come true, and more believers will voluntarily join!"
"When the blood of these guys is enough to make the Flower of the Other Side bloom, and the 'Road of Fire' penetrates the two realms of Yin and Yang, our great ancestor Panhu will be able to return to the earth!"
When it comes to the frenzy, the white-clothed evil spirits look up to the sky and howl.
The one-piece hat fell off, revealing ferocious dog heads.
It was the part of the Quanfeng tribe that escaped that night.
After venting to his heart's content, an evil ghost in white stood up with a ferocious smile on his face.
"It's easy to talk to the one who wants to lose weight. I've already put a soul-absorbing spell in his body!"
"Hahaha, within half a month, all his energy and energy will be drawn out and sacrificed to Lord Panhu!"
"As for the wishes of the other two people..."
"Kuni, go and do it yourself!" M.
The dog nun who was named immediately stood up respectfully and waited patiently for the leader to lecture him.
"The one who longs for a man, go and plant the 'Qi Yao Yuanyang Soul' in them."
"Haha, the foolish woman who made a wish to be able to love each other for forty-nine days and then die together should be satisfied, right?!"
"The other cursed boy is called Chen Daji, right..."
For some reason, when Chen Daji was mentioned, the leading evil ghost suddenly felt frightened.
He even shivered uncontrollably.
It's as if this name has a special magic power.
Once he sticks to him, he will definitely be the unlucky one... Or he can't survive or die...
Fortunately, he didn't mention the words "Hua Jiu Di".
Otherwise, under the influence of Qi, I am afraid that they will be sensed by some mysterious existence immediately, and let these evil ghosts see what it means to "look up three feet and see a god"!
Note, the road of fire:
Legend has it that the fragrance of flowers on the other side has special magic power and can evoke the memories of the deceased.
Because it is as red as fire, it is known as the "Road of Fire".
It is also the only scenery and color on this long Huangquan Road.
When the soul crosses the River of Forgetfulness, it forgets all that happened in its lifetime, and everything in the past is left on the other side, and the deceased walks on this "road of fire" to the netherworld.