Infinite World Projection

Could it be that when Chang Ming came down the mountain, he also brought that apprentice of Jin Yaoshi over?

Looking at the lively scene in front of him, Chen Yiming couldn't help muttering.

As the head of the Chen family, he also knows something about Jin Ji's situation.

He knew that Jin Ji had an apprentice, although he didn't like to show his face very much, but he had very good medical skills.

Maybe this time he was dragged down the mountain by Chen Changming?

He thought so in his heart.

In any case, before seeing the facts, he still didn't quite believe in Chen Changming's level.

After all, it is too scary to go down the mountain to practice medicine after a few months of study.

Chen Yiming thought so, then looked at the turbulent flow of people in front of him, and after a little thought, he led them in directly.

Although there were quite a lot of people in front of him, almost filling up the place, there was no doubt that as a burly man, he had an advantage when facing this kind of occasion.

At least it's easy to squeeze in, and when you push others away, they don't dare to say anything.

What? Want to protest?

Don't you see the weapons on these people's waists?

Walking into it, looking at the scene inside the medical hall, Chen Yiming couldn't help being taken aback.

Inside the medical building, a patient with a knife wound on his chest was lying there, his face was pale, and he let out roars from time to time, looking very painful.

In this age without anesthesia, any injury would be fatal.

It hurts to move a little bit.

On the side of the wounded man, a young man with a calm and handsome face stood there, his face looked extremely serious and concerned.

Holding the tools there, he smeared the injured man with special medicinal wine and cleaned his wounds. The whole process was so skillful that people couldn't help but be stunned.

Soon, in just a short moment, the wounded man soon recovered from the pain and lay on the hospital bed, looking gratefully at the young man beside him.

The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead wearily, smiled at the wounded beside him, carefully helped him off the hospital bed, asked someone to change the bed sheet, and then motioned for the next wounded to come over.

Seeing this process in his eyes, Chen Yiming was stunned.

Is this really my nephew?

He couldn't believe it.

As Chen Changming's uncle, he watched him grow up since he was a child. Chen Yiming is naturally very familiar with Chen Changming's temperament, and it can be said that he understands it very well.

But Chen Changming's performance in front of him refreshed his understanding of his nephew.

When did my nephew become so patient besides practicing martial arts?

How could he even smile at the wounded?

Didn't you look down on the poor before?

A question mark slowly emerged in Chen Yiming's heart. At this time, he was secretly observing Chen Changming's movements in front of him, with a confused expression on his face.

Moreover, what happened to that skilled movement?

Chen Yiming carefully observed Chen Changming's movements for a while. No matter how he looked at him, he was extremely skillful and sophisticated. At first glance, he didn't look like a person who had studied medicine for only a few months, but rather an old doctor who had been addicted to this practice for many years.

What's more, his diagnosis and treatment techniques are also very clever. Whether it is a sword wound or some other difficult diseases, just a little treatment can greatly relieve the patient.

There was even a patient who suffered from a strange disease and was paralyzed all over his body. After being pricked with a few gold needles by Chen Changming, and then pressed for a while, he recovered greatly and was able to walk on the ground immediately?

Could it be that this was specially asked for?

Chen Yiming was a little dumbfounded. By this time, he didn't know what to say.

After observing in place for a while, until there were fewer people around, he took a deep breath and led the people forward.

uncle?

Chen Changming looked at Chen Yiming with a somewhat surprised expression on his face.

Of course, this is fake.

Martial arts practitioners have always had keen senses. With Chen Changming's keenness at this moment, he sensed that someone was peeping from the side early, so he spotted Chen Yiming's figure early.

But since Chen Yiming didn't take the initiative to come out, he didn't say anything, just kept busy on his own.

Uncle, you are back.

Looking at Chen Yiming, Chen Changming smiled, and looked around again.

After being busy for a while, there are a lot fewer patients around now, and they are no longer as scary as before.

Seeing this, Chen Changming simply asked the other two doctors to come forward to treat these patients, while he led Chen Yiming and the others in.

Walking into it, a burst of medicinal smell permeated the surroundings.

In a room, there are beds around, most of which are people lying on them.

This is?

Looking at the people lying here, Chen Yiming was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at Chen Changming.

These are some seriously injured people, and some patients who need to be treated slowly.

With a calm face, Chen Changming smiled and said to Chen Yiming: Among the patients who came for diagnosis, those with mild symptoms can naturally leave directly, but there are always some who are seriously injured or need long-term treatment, so they are placed here.

Chen Yiming nodded, and then looked into the distance.

In the distance, several figures are coming from a distance, holding something in their hands.

Those people came nearby, changed some people's medicines, and brought some food over for these people to eat.

However, what surprised Chen Yiming was that these people were basically not normal people, and everyone had more or less problems.

Some have a sleeve that is empty, and their entire arm is broken, while others have a broken leg, and they are more or less disabled.

Some former members of the clan, who had no food or clothing due to disabilities, simply asked them to come over and do something to help them make a living.

Chen Changming looked at Chen Yiming, understood what he was thinking, and explained.

After the words fell, Chen Yiming was a little silent, nodded, and didn't say much.

They walked into a room, and then Chen Changming offered to help Chen Yiming treat the wound.

Chen Yiming did not refuse.

Although from the previous observations, it is obvious that my nephew has really learned the skill, but it is of course not bad to have the opportunity to try it for himself.

He took off his clothes, revealing the wound underneath.

A crack directly descended from the back and gradually spread to the waist. At first glance, it was very ferocious and terrifying.

It can be seen that this is a knife wound.

Looking at the wound, Chen Changming frowned, took out some ointment from the side, and applied it carefully.

Then there was another cleanup.

Along with Chen Changming's movements, Chen Yiming only felt a faint coolness emerge from his body, swimming in his body.

And with the rise of this feeling, the unbearably strong pain that had been spreading all the time from his body disappeared, as if it had never appeared at all.

So effective?

Suddenly, Chen Yiming was stunned.