Let me see if your injury is better... No, no, it seems like I care about him.
Mr. Song, I helped you a lot, even your leg was broken, but you didn’t come to see me... But he was also injured, so it’s a bit unhuman to be so cruel.
Song Yang, I have a share of that murder weapon. Don't think about keeping it all to yourself. I'm not here to see you, I'm here to see the box... Look at the box, am I sick? Besides, I seem a bit stingy.
Ren Xiaoqian was sitting in front of the desk, thinking constantly. She had her splinted and bandaged leg raised high on the table. Her leg was specially taken care of by Dr. You, and she recovered without any problems. She leaned on a crutch and thought
Go wherever you go. Now she wants to find Song Yang.
It didn't mean anything else. Ren Xiaoqian just felt that since Song Yang already knew that she was a woman, it would be a bit unwilling not to show him that she was actually pretty.
It’s okay if you don’t know that I am a woman, but knowing that I am a woman but not knowing that I am a beautiful girl is not a happy thing for Ren Xiaoqiao.
But you have to have an excuse to come to the door. You can't tell Song Yang directly: I'm showing off that I look good.
Ren Xiaozai thought hard, and finally his eyes lit up. Then he sat up straight, pulled the bronze mirror on the table closer, coughed and cleared his throat: "Song Yang, I miss you little monster. Come and see what you are doing."
When you can recover from your injuries, come with me to the mountains to see him. In addition, I also want to thank You Zuo. Well, you know that I am a woman anyway, so I am too lazy to disguise myself this time." Ren Xiaoqian said, completely absorbed in the drama.
, and waved his hand nonchalantly.
But soon, she frowned again, moved her face forward, stared at herself in the mirror, raised her hands and began to squeeze a small pimple that suddenly appeared on her forehead...
Half an hour later, a slender figure appeared furtively on the street, holding a crutch and covering his face, limping towards writer Youwu. Fortunately, it was afternoon, life in the town was slow, and the residents
Most of the time she was taking a lunch break at home, so no one paid attention to her.
Soon, she limped back again... There was no one at home, so she knocked on the door for a long time, only the dog barked.
Just when Ren Xiaoqian was extremely disappointed and came back disappointed, Imperial Doctor You carried Song Yang on his back and ran all the way to a mountain col in the east of the town. He then put Song Yang down and pointed to a small mud pond in front of him: "You
Go in and take a dip.”
Song Yang followed his words. This place was a hot swamp. The mud was slightly hot, and it was indescribably comfortable to sit in. Song Yang groaned with comfort and looked up at his 'uncle': "Do you want to practice in the mud pond?"
Doctor You shook his head: "No, this place is good for your injuries. You can heal faster if you soak in it."
Song Yang felt a little confused in his mind: "No... before we came out, we were talking about learning martial arts. Then I agreed to learn, and you carried me here on your back."
Doctor You frowned, seeming to find Song Yang's words incomprehensible: "Yes, what's wrong with coming here? If you can heal your wounds here, you should come. If you agree to learn martial arts with me, I will bring you here; if you don't want to learn martial arts, I will also bring you here."
you come here."
Song Yang couldn't laugh or cry: "Uncle, do you have some logic? I thought you were going to take me out to teach martial arts..." Doctor You felt that it was Song Yang who was making trouble unreasonably, muttering, "Luo Ji? Selling something..." and took off his clothes.
He took off his clothes and pants, exposing his dry ribs, and jumped in to soak in the mud.
After a while, Doctor You's face was steamed by the heat of the mud like a cooked crab shell. His eyes were half open and half closed. He rubbed his hands back and forth on his chest. He was enjoying himself very much. He asked Song Yang happily: "Soaking in the mud is better than when you are at home."
It will be much more comfortable to make medicinal wine."
Song Yang couldn't help but shuddered. Every time he soaked in medicinal wine, he felt as if countless overbearing forces were opening his pores and rushing into his body from the outside. After soaking, those forces that broke into his body
They gathered together again, rushing along the limbs and bones, roaring endlessly. Normally at this time, Doctor You would give him acupuncture to help him gather the power of the medicine. Song Yang would never be able to sustain it by himself.
The medicinal wine prepared by Dr. You had miraculous effects, making Song Yang's body and bones strong, but the pain of soaking in the medicinal wine was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Dr. You shook his head and laughed: "The medicinal power in the wine enters through the pores of your hair and skin, and eventually falls into your blood. As a result, your blood quality has changed, and it is difficult for your body to adapt."
, naturally there is no escape from pain.”
For the first time in so many years, Imperial Physician You explained the efficacy of medicinal wine to Song Yang, and the latter immediately remembered Shou Zhugan's "mumbling to himself" in the carriage fifteen years ago, from which Song Yang blurted out: "The art of refining blood
?”
Doctor You's expression suddenly changed: "How did you know?"
Song Yang just smiled and said: "My blood quality has been changed by your medicinal wine. Isn't it the art of blood refining..." Fortunately, Dr. You was lazy by nature and never took the time to name the medicines he invented.
The medicine that can be taken with rice is called "not hungry", and the method that can change the blood quality is called "blood refining". Even if Song Yang leaked the words, it would make sense if he explained it literally.
Doctor You didn't care. He nodded and continued: "If the blood quality is changed, it will not return to its original state. Therefore, you can only rely on your body to adapt to the new blood quality, rather than the blood adapting to your original body...
...In other words, your blood has changed, causing your body to change with it, so you have such a good body and bones now."
Song Yang nodded. Although the words were difficult to pronounce, the truth was not difficult to understand.
Doctor You said in a proud tone: "The medicinal wine you have been brewing since you were young has made you strong, agile, and sharp, but these are just appearances..."
His own affairs were of great importance, and Song Yang, who had always been calm and thoughtful, couldn't help but ask: "What is the truth?"
"The true nature is to 'expand the meridians'! The twelve main meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, all change according to your blood quality. Every time you soak in medicinal wine, these twenty major meridians will be broadened, because the meridians become wider and finer.
You are strong, so you have sharp ears and eyes, strong physical and mental strength... Although I have never taught you martial arts, but now, in terms of meridians alone, you can barely reach the level of a third-grade C warrior."
Doctor You paused for a moment, and then spoke again with a loud voice: "The foundation of martial arts training is the meridians. The stronger the meridians, the more internal energy and true energy can be stored, and the smoother it can run. And the meridians in your whole body,
You have been tempered by me to the top level. You can practice ordinary kung fu as soon as you practice it, because your foundation is there."
At this point, Doctor You suddenly burst into laughter: "Before I went out, you said that I was a martial arts genius... You can't even call me a martial arts genius... It's far from it, but you are the real genius! Do you understand? You are the genius of my blood refining..."
A martial arts prodigy created by force!"
Doctor You looked crazy and laughed loudly. After a while, there was a roar of branches and leaves, and several monkeys came out of the dense forest. Then they found that their hot mud pond was occupied by two outsiders. They turned around and walked away with their red buttocks twisted.