Li Luo looked at the money on the table and said nothing.
The young man was dissatisfied and said: "Brother, it's true, our money doesn't fall from the sky, so why would we just give it to this charlatan?"
"Shut up." The big man in green scolded.
"Walking around in the world, if anyone is in trouble, just help him if you can. Without this little money, we have nothing to do.
After saying that, he smiled apologetically at Li Luo and said, "Fourth brother, I don't hesitate to say what I say. Little brother, don't take it to your heart."
I remember that when I was traveling in the world, I also encountered difficult situations, and it was only through the help of my seniors in the world that I was able to tide over the difficulties."
The young man waved his hand impatiently and said: "My eldest brother has already spoken. Take the money and go. It is better to learn more medical skills in the future to avoid embarrassment."
"Fourth brother, you have caused so much trouble with your mouth, and you still don't know how to repent and apologize to others." The man who looked like a Confucian scholar shouted coldly and reprimanded.
The young man seemed to be more afraid of this man who looked like a Confucian scholar, and murmured in a low voice: "I know, second brother."
After saying that, he reluctantly cupped his fists and saluted Li Luo and said, "I'm sorry."
Li Luo raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Did the strong man fight with others and hurt the Guanyuan point?"
The young man was startled and asked in surprise: "Yes, how did you know?"
"Guanyuan point belongs to the Ren meridian, is connected to the three yin, is the meeting point of the Ren meridian, and is the recruitment point of the small intestine.
After the impact, the abdominal wall moved downward, causing qi stagnation and blood stasis. The person who took the shot had a measured hand, and the injury was not too serious, but it also left hidden wounds.
If this is the case, it would be easy to treat. The problem is that your inner strength and heart method go through the three yin, down to the foot-taiyang spleen meridian, and up to the hand three yin and three yang meridian. The internal strength is not flowing smoothly, and over time, the hands and feet will be weak. If you want to cure it completely
, you must first remove the stagnation in the meridians.”
The expressions of the four people perked up, and the big man in green asked hurriedly: "Little brother, maybe the treatment can be good?"
"Can heal."
Several people were very happy. They didn't expect that they would actually meet the master of Qihuang after accidentally giving it a try.
The black-faced man shouted quickly: "Tell me, how do you treat me?"
Before Li Luo could reply, the man who looked like a Confucian scholar frowned and scolded: "Third brother, how could you ask someone like this?"
The dark-faced man was startled, sneered, touched his head, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I'm impatient, I'm impatient, I'm sorry."
Li Luo smiled. The behavior of these people was indeed that of heroes in the world, and they no longer tried to hide it.
Shen Sheng said: "There are two ways to treat it. One is to use the help of experts in the world to relieve the stagnation in the meridians, and then supplement it with medicine. It can be cured in about a month."
"This?" The four of them looked at each other, and the big man in Tsing Yi replied in confusion: "It's not that we haven't thought of this method, but we really don't have friends with such strong internal strength, hey."
"Then what's another way?" The young man suppressed the joy in his heart and asked repeatedly, no longer as cold as before.
"I don't have all the medicine I brought with me, so I can't prepare any medicine for the injury at the moment, but I've written down two prescriptions for you to prepare on your own.
Treat the Taiyang Spleen Meridian first, wait until this meridian is unobstructed, and then switch to another prescription. It will take about three months to cure the warrior's injuries."
The big man in green clothes was overjoyed and said with a smile: "If this is really the case, I would like to offer you ten taels of silver as a reward for your kindness."
The young man looked disbelieving and said suspiciously: "You couldn't just write two prescriptions randomly to defraud us of our money, right?"
Li Luo smiled slightly, looked at the sword on the young man's waist, and said harmoniously: "A strong man wears a sword, but his skill is limited to his skill. I'm afraid this sword is used to deceive others.
In fact, your martial arts skills are mainly in the limbs. I guess the leg skills are better than the palm skills. In addition, the strong man and others were injured in the fight, which happened about a month ago."
The expressions of the four people all changed. The Confucian-looking man's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother, do you know martial arts? Could it be that a few of us made a mistake and didn't recognize the hero?"
Li Luo smiled calmly, seemingly not seeing the alert look in several people's eyes, and said calmly: "I don't have any martial arts skills, but when I followed my master, I saw a lot of heroes in the world, and I can see them all under the influence of my ears and eyes.
.”
Several people were hesitant, but the man who looked like a Confucian scholar was still worried and said in a deep voice: "Can I tell you my brother's pulse?"
Li Luo smiled casually, this method was really taboo in the world, but he was very unfamiliar with Li Luo, so he didn't care and put his hand on the table calmly.
The four of them looked horrified. They didn't expect Li Luo to be so confident and let others control his pulse.
The man who looked like a Confucian scholar whispered: "I'm offended."
After saying that, he gently placed his hand on Li Luo's pulse gate. As expected, Li Luo's body was completely empty, without any internal energy.
The face of the man who looked like a Confucian scholar changed, and he retracted his hand, looking quite embarrassed, and his old face turned slightly red.
The young man asked hurriedly: "Second brother, what's wrong?"
"It is true that he has no martial arts skills, and his pulse is still a bit weak."
Li Luo and Yan Yi smiled and said: "I just had a serious illness a few days ago, and I was lucky enough to survive."
The man who looked like a Confucian scholar stood up, bowed, and said respectfully: "I have the heart of a villain to judge a gentleman. Please forgive me if I have offended you."
Li Luo returned the salute and said softly: "You've said something strong, I just entered the arena not long ago, and I don't know the rules of the arena. There are some things I should say and shouldn't be said, but no one has ever told me. It seems that I was the first to be reckless.
"
The man who looked like a Confucian scholar shook his head repeatedly, and his suspicions disappeared. Li Luo seemed to be a young boy who had just entered the world. No longer on guard, everyone was relieved.
The young man's attitude changed and he asked in surprise: "You are so young, how dare you run out and enter the world? Where is your master?"
"Master has passed away." Li Luo replied calmly.
Several people sighed, and the young man looked at Li Luo with pity, shook his head and said, "It's really pitiful. Unlike me, I have three elder brothers to take care of me.
You look a few years younger than me, and you just go out and run around. It was my fault just now. Don't take it to heart. I have done a lot of hurtful things out of my mouth. Several elder brothers have taught me a lesson, but I still can't remember it.
Hey, this time I was beaten seriously and it was my own fault."
"It's good that you know." The tall man in green glared at the young man.
Li Luo smiled slightly. Although the two of them were rough and tumble, they had a deep brotherhood. In Li Luo's eyes, they were somewhat similar to Pao Ze in the camp. He then took out his pen and ink and wrote down two prescriptions.
The man who looked like a Confucian scholar watched Li Luo taking the medicine attentively and kept nodding. The dark-faced man asked hurriedly: "Second brother, what do you mean by nodding?"
The man who looked like a Confucian scholar praised: "Some of the medicine is the same as the doctor from Yangnan City's Huichun Hall, but the rest are different. It seems that I have really met a noble person." (To be continued.)