72: Chapter 72: Are you interested in becoming my disciple?
72: Chapter 72: Are you interested in becoming my disciple?
“National Doctor Qian’s dical skills are divine, he will certainly not disappoint us.”
After leaving these words behind, Tang Chongshan turned and walked out of the intensive care unit.
Once he left, Liu Hongzhuang and Tang Wenrou also followed suit.
“Let’s go.
We can co back in to see him once Fang Bai wakes up.”
Su Yifei patted Su Linglong on the shoulder, and the two siblings left together.
The Fang family of three knew that staying wouldn’t help much, so after saying a few kind words to Qian Haoduo, they too returned to the corridor outside the intensive care unit.
Several dical staff mbers were the last to leave the intensive care unit, and they closed the door behind them before leaving.
Once everyone was out, Qian Haoduo rubbed his palms together, lifted the thin blanket covering Fang Bai’s body, exposing his bare skin.
“What odd cultivation technique has this lad practiced?
His consciousness is gone, yet his True Yuan can still circulate on its own.
How strange!”
Qian Haoduo’s hands groped and prodded over Fang Bai’s body, mumbling to himself, and finally, his right palm rested on the Qi Sea below Fang Bai’s navel, infusing a strand of True Yuan to probe Fang Bai’s strength.
Qian Haoduo was also an expert in both dicine and martial arts; when he used acupuncture, massage, and other treatnt thods to diagnose and treat illnesses, he had to assist with True Yuan, otherwise, he wouldn’t have achieved his current dical accomplishnts.
In Huaxia’s history, many of the gloriously famous Divine Doctors were not only healers but also martial artists; without the assistance of True Yuan, their incredibly skilled dicine would be greatly diminished in effectiveness.
“How strange!
Damn strange!”
When Qian Haoduo’s True Yuan entered Fang Bai’s Qi Sea, it vanished like a stone sinking into the deep sea, leaving no trace, making it impossible to probe the depth of Fang Bai’s strength.
Qian Haoduo had never encountered such a strange phenonon before.
After trying several tis and still not being able to determine what realm Fang Bai’s strength was, he gave up and began to take out his acupuncture needles to treat Fang Bai’s injuries.
His hands fluttered as he applied silver needles to Fang Bai’s naked body.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of vital acupoints on Fang Bai’s body were filled with hair-thin silver needles, reflecting specks of light under the lamp.
Now and then, he twirled the needles with his fingers and infused them with strands of True Yuan, aiming to accelerate the circulation of True Yuan within Fang Bai’s body, and thus speed up the healing of his injuries.
Next, he wiped off the layer of sweat on his forehead, positioned Fang Bai to lie on his side, cut open and removed the gauze on his back, and applied a layer of greenish, fragrant healing salve before wrapping it again with fresh gauze.
“‘Green Jade Healing Salve’ requires seventy-seven rare dicinal ingredients to concoct and is more expensive than gold.
If it weren’t for the sake of Old Master Tang and the ten million in cash, I would never use such good dicine.”
Qian Haoduo looked at the little green salve left in front of him, sighed, shook his head, and his face showed how painful it was for him.
After applying the salve and helping Fang Bai to lie down again, Qian Haoduo exhaled softly, then sat down beside the bed to recuperate.
After his True Yuan had mostly recovered, he took out two silver needles again and inserted them into Fang Bai’s left and right Taiyang Acupoints at the sa ti, followed by a light tap in the middle of the forehead and exclaid, “Kid, wake up now!”
Fang Bai’s body shook violently as though struck by lightning, and then the dozens of silver needles that had been inserted into his body suddenly shot out like tiny silver snakes, hitting the surrounding walls and producing a slight jingling noise.
Fang Bai’s eyes slowly opened, and after a brief mont of confusion, they cleared.
“Kid, I just applied salve to you, if you want to heal faster, it’s best to lie still and not move,”
Qian Haoduo, seeing Fang Bai wake up and attempting to struggle to sit up, warned him with a chuckle.
Indeed, Fang Bai stopped moving, turned his head to glance at Qian Haoduo, felt the cool sensation on his back, frowned, and said, “Did you save ?”
Qian Haoduo puffed out his chest and proclaid righteously, “Nonsense, who else could it have been if not ?”
Fang Bai closed his eyes, felt his condition internally, then smiled and said to Qian Haoduo, “Strictly speaking, you didn’t save , at best you just shortened the ti it took for to wake up.”
Qian Haoduo stared at Fang Bai with wide eyes: “How do you know?
Are you a human or a ghost?”
Fang Bai said, “Others might think that I was gravely injured and unconscious, that I wouldn’t know anything, but in fact, I was just in a state of self-protective slumber.
In this state, my injuries would recover in the shortest ti.
I was also aware of the outside world…
when you used acupuncture just now to stimulate the circulation of True Yuan in my body, I could feel it.”
Qian Haoduo sighed, “That’s right, I didn’t save you, you saved yourself.
Your body is unlike ordinary people’s, and the cultivation technique you practice is also quite peculiar.
Even without my help, you would have awoken on your own in a few hours.”
Fang Bai said seriously, “Regardless, I still want to thank you.
The salve you applied is quite good, at least composed of forty-nine dicinal ingredients, and each one is extrely rare.
My external injuries will recover in half the ti because of it.”
Qian Haoduo was quite surprised and curiously said, “You understand dical arts?”
Fang Bai smiled and said, “My family cos from a lineage of traditional Chinese dicine practitioners, and having been imrsed in it since childhood, I understand a little.”
Qian Haoduo solemnly said, “Nowadays, there are not many in Huaxia who are well-versed in both dical and martial arts.
You, young as you are, skilled in ancient martial arts, knowledgeable in dicine, are a fine talent.
And I, an old man, always cherish talent…
How about it, are you interested in taking as your master and learning dical arts from ?”
Fang Bai shook his head and said, “Not interested.”
Qian Haoduo widened his eyes, disbelievingly said: “What did you say?
Do you know who I am?”
Fang Bai said, “Because I don’t know who you are, that’s the reason I won’t learn any dical arts from you.
What if you are a quack, wouldn’t that ruin my whole life?”
Qian Haoduo, puffed up with anger, eyes bulging, said loudly, “Listen well: I am Qian Haoduo, one of the four great National Doctors of Huaxia!
Do you know how many people in the world are crying and begging to take as their master, whom I disregard?
willing to take you as a disciple is the fortune you’ve accumulated over eight lifetis!”
Although Fang Bai did not know what the title “National Doctor” represented in Qian Haoduo’s words, since this man had perford acupuncture on him and stimulated the circulation of True Yuan within his body, he knew his dical skills were exceptional, certainly among the top in this world.
But Fang Bai from his previous life, who had entered the path through dicine and truly reached the divine realm where he could “revive the dead and regenerate bones,” how could he regard Qian Haoduo highly?
“If you can heal the external injury on my back within a week and then remove the scars left on my body, I will take you as my master,”
Fang Bai said with a smile.
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