Hua Jin put his hands on his hips and looked straight at Fang Ping, quite imposing:
"I heard that your doctors don't have to come into contact with patients. Is it true or false?"
Fang Ping wiped his hands:
"Of course it's true, what's wrong?"
"nothing!"
Hua Jin's eyes were full of doubts, as if he wanted to see through Fang Ping... How could a doctor in this world complete the task without touching the patient?
She didn't believe it. This was completely different from what the master taught, and it was even different from the medical skills in the world. But the swordsmiths' health did improve a lot...
It is almost impossible for the two to contradict each other.
At this time, another person came to seek medical treatment and stood outside the house and said:
"Xiao Fang, my waist always hurts, especially when I go to the toilet. It hurts..."
"It should be kidney stones. Come in and let me take a look."
Fang Ping responded, then looked at Hua Jin:
"If you don't believe it, just watch from the side and don't block the uncle's road."
"snort."
Hua Jin snorted lightly, walked into the room very naturally, found a chair and sat down, staring at Fang Ping unwaveringly.
I secretly made up my mind... There is no doctor who doesn't use medicine, so I must find out his flaw.
At the same time, Fang Ping learned about the condition from his uncle and confirmed that it was kidney stones:
"Take off your shirt and lie on the bed. You'll be fine soon."
"Hey, okay, this disease has tortured me for half my life..."
Hua Jin opened his eyes wide and swung his calves off the ground, thinking that although kidney stones are not a serious illness, the treatment is time-consuming and requires a mixture of herbs to slowly dissolve the stones.
After the uncle lay down, Fang Ping found the exact location of the stone, adjusted his true energy, recited a mantra, and blessed him, the spiritual vessel shimmered, and the stone broke away and the lesions dispersed.
Just after lying down for five seconds, the uncle suddenly felt a soreness in his lower back and couldn't help but groan.
Immediately afterwards, there was unprecedented ease:
"Hey, it doesn't seem to hurt anymore?"
Fang Ping said:
"The stone has been broken. Go back and drink more water. Once you urinate, it will be fine."
"Hey, okay, great," the uncle got off the ground feeling relaxed, "I have never felt so good in my life."
The two parties talked for a few words, and when the uncle was about to say goodbye and leave, Hua Jin suddenly jumped out of his chair:
"Wait a minute, let me see!"
"Little miracle doctor?" The uncle was a little surprised.
Before he could react, Hua Jin put a hand on it, pinched it a few times, and then said with a look of disbelief:
"...There are really no more stones."
After the uncle left, Hua Jin still didn't want to believe it and sat back on the chair:
"Hmph, I'm waiting for the next patient!"
Fang Ping smiled and said nothing.
Soon, several more patients came to the door one after another. Hua Jin opened his eyes and looked at them, squatting next to Fang Ping and looking at them very seriously.
But gradually, her expression changed, and she became a little more doubtful and confused.
She saw with her own eyes that Fang Ping drew talismans and recited mantras to transfer the disease from the patient's private parts to the back.
I saw with my own eyes that Fang Ping stopped his stomach pain by chanting a mantra.
He can even make bald spots grow again...
The key is that during the treatment process, Fang Ping rarely touched the patient and did not prescribe any medicine.
The only thing the patient swallowed was a piece of yellow paper with a charm on it.
As the sun sets, no one comes to consult me anymore.
Fang Ping asked:
"What can you see?"
Hua Jin sat in a chair, a little lost, and murmured:
"This is not your medical skill... No, what can save people is medical skill."
Today's scene had a huge impact on Hua Jin, and once again made her realize that the world is so vast that there are no surprises.
Fang Ping said calmly:
"Go back to sleep. There shouldn't be any patients today. I want to see you again tomorrow."
Hua Jin walked out of the hut blankly, and before Fang Ping closed the door, he suddenly turned back:
"I want to learn from you!"
She suddenly realized that she should not be disappointed. The existence of such miraculous medical skills in the world was a blessing to the world and an opportunity to herself.
"Why do you want to learn?" Fang Ping asked.
"I want to become a medicine king more powerful than my master!" Hua Jin said loudly, "Heal the patients and raise the banner of helping the world!"
As long as medical skills can save people, they are worth learning!
Fang Ping nodded in agreement:
"Okay, come see me tomorrow."
"I won't learn from you in vain!" Hua Jin said with his hands on his hips, "Whatever you want, just tell me."
Fang Ping was slightly startled, thinking that this little miracle doctor was quite principled, but it was enough for her to relieve the old man's boredom without any need for external aids.
But Huajin has a tough attitude:
"No, if you teach me something, you must be paid!"
She thought about it and found out that Fang Ping was a swordsman, he had no shortage of fame, fortune and money, and his medical skills were so good. If he didn't need her own knowledge, there was only one thing he could do...
"I'll teach you how to use poison!"
Just when Fang Ping was about to decline, Hua Jin interrupted him:
"You teach me and I teach you, it's fair,
In addition, I will give you three chances to use me. No matter who the person is, where he is, or what illness he is suffering from, I will definitely save him!"
After saying that, Hua Jin trotted away.
Fang Ping sighed:
"It is a great blessing that the doctors in this world are skilled in their skills and have exquisite minds."
...
The next day, in order to further expand his influence and achieve the 'first step to become a medical fairy', Fang Ping held a free clinic in the hut.
Hua Jin assisted from the side and studied Zhu Youshu.
"So, where to start?" She couldn't wait.
Fang Ping pondered and asked:
"You...recognize the words, right?"
"Of course, I only need to read any medical classics once and I will never forget them!"
Fang Ping was slightly surprised. This was good, it was easy to learn.
"First of all, Zhu Youshu, if you are sick, use Zhu as a reason to move the essence and change the qi to remove it. It is no different from acupuncture.
You must first memorize all these sets of talismans, be able to recite the corresponding spells, and draw the talismans accurately."
"Understood!" Hua Jin nodded, "I also wrote a book for you, one that uses poison!"
Afterwards, the two of them conducted free clinics and studied at the same time.
Hua Jin was worthy of being a child prodigy with a photographic memory. He completed the tasks assigned by Fang Ping in just one morning.
"The next thing is, just recite the incantation according to the symptoms?"
"No, the next step is the core."
Fang Ping shook his head and spoke seriously:
"Remember, you must be sincere when drawing talismans, and do not recite incantations carelessly. Use yellow mounting paper to record your true energy!"
Hua Jin listened carefully, Fang Ping concentrated on teaching, and the day passed quickly.
In the evening, Hua Jin bowed to Fang Pingyi:
"Thank you, master, and I'll take care of you tomorrow too!"
Fang Ping looked at her back and sighed:
"The little miracle doctor is extremely talented."
On the first day Hua Jin learned Zhu You Shu, he was already able to use the spell to treat colds and fish bones stuck in the throat.
In time, he will become a great doctor.
...
On the third day of their free clinic, Hua Jin used the first Zhuyou technique and successfully cured a case of malaria.
On the seventh day, Hua Jin's Zhu Youshu improved greatly and was able to help Fang Ping share 30% of the free clinics.
On the tenth day, Huajin no longer needs yellow paper to draw talismans. Like Fang Ping, he can draw talismans in the void, but the speed is slightly slower.
On the fifteenth day, all the major and minor illnesses of the swordsmith in the sword tomb were almost healed, and the number of free clinic patients decreased significantly.
"Hey, there are too few people today," Hua Jin sighed. He had nowhere to use his energy. "Master, am I almost done studying?"
Fang Ping chuckled:
"I know the talismans and spells to cure common diseases, and there are also some secret methods for treating rare diseases."
Hearing this, Hua Jin's eyes flashed, and he was about to ask for advice, but he heard an explosion in the sky.
The two of them followed the sound and saw that the sky was bursting with flames, the explosions continued for a long time, and the explosions sounded like thunder like bells.
It was a firework. The firelight dissipated and the black smoke lingered in the sky, printing the three characters "Xueyue City" in the sky.