Asking Immortals: From the Republic of China to Marvel

The situation happened in an instant. The sergeant was thrown to the ground by the young man before he could react at all, and then the two began to struggle.

Although this young man is a child of a farmer, often engaged in farming, and has a lot of strength, for boys, fifteen or sixteen is still the age for development.

No matter what, the stalemate could not hold an adult man back. Within a dozen breaths, the sergeant broke away and got up, staring at the young man with an angry look on his face, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

When the young man knocked the sergeant down, a row of soldiers sitting under the awning saw the movement. Their boss was beaten by a young boy. Is this okay? More than twenty people carried Hanyang Zao and ran forward quickly.

Most of the onlookers were pushed away by the soldiers, and their guns were pointed at the young man, as if they would shoot at the given order.

Seeing that the young man was pointed at by a group of guns and did not dare to move rashly, the sergeant patted the dust on his body, adjusted his instrument, pulled out the bastard box from the leather holster on his waist, put it on the young man's head and said:

"Haha, if you dare to attack me, I will let you go out with your father today!"

"Ah!" "Damn it..."

"What a little baby~" "How can you bear it~"

"..."

The sergeant was cursing and opening the safety cover, looking like he was really going to take action. Seeing this, the onlookers around him couldn't bear it, and they all started talking, commenting, sighing, or discouraging.

Just a second before the trigger was about to be pressed, the sergeant with a sneer on his face felt that the right half of his face had been hit hard by something unknown.

His head was buzzing, and his consciousness began to blur. He flew out in the air, teeth and blood sprayed out, and then fell five feet away in a parabola.

Ye Wentian didn't want to touch the sergeant's face at all, for fear of getting his hands dirty, so he just waved his hand in the air and used magic to fly it away.

The sergeant struggled hard on the ground with his eyes closed. He probably had several broken limbs or ribs. He was a miserable group. When the soldiers saw this, they immediately wanted to point their guns at Ye Wentian.

While Ye Wentian was taking action, Qiu Chi was naturally not idle either. Lightning appeared vaguely in his hand, and instantly invaded the group of soldiers, connecting them all together.

The paralysis effect of the power of thunder came on, and these soldiers could not move immediately. Hanyang Zaoyin could not hold on, and they all fell to the ground.At the same time, you can also feel stinging and burning sensations all over your body, and your face looks painful.

At the city gate not far away, several soldiers collecting tolls saw this and didn't know what to do. They looked uneasy and did not dare to come over or point their guns at Ye Wentian and the others.

This scene caused a cry of exclamation from the surrounding people, who all took a few steps back, unsure of the situation and fearful of what Ye Wentian and the others would do.

"This man has developed severe acute respiratory syndrome, and I'm afraid there's no way he can save his life..."

"father!"

When Ye Wentian heard the word "sha", he immediately realized that it is a disease characterized by insufficient body heat removal due to cessation of sweating, extremely high body temperature, rapid pulse, dry and hot skin, loose muscles, collapse and coma. It was called Zhongxuan in ancient times. .

Heat stroke is called Sha Sha in traditional Chinese medicine, and is generally divided into Yang-shu, Yin-shu and damp-shu.The middle-aged man lying on the ground was suffering from the heat caused by the high temperature.

The person who spoke was an old scholar in Shangjun City, and he was also an old Chinese medicine doctor who practiced medicine and saved people. The doctor was kind-hearted and the patient's life was more important than anything else, so he did not retreat out of fear of the methods of Ye Wentian and others.

He had not come forward to check before, so he did not know the condition. However, now that he knew that this person had heatstroke, Ye Wentian felt that this was the best disease to treat, and it was nothing more than cooling down.

When he got closer and took a closer look, he found that the surface temperature of this human body had reached at least 42-3 degrees. This showed that his core body temperature had risen rapidly, and it was already at a critical moment. No wonder this old scholar had no idea how to make a comeback.

Ignoring the sighing old scholar and the wailing young man, Ye Wentian drew water vapor with a slight movement of his fingers, and the water vapor gathered. Everyone around him felt a chill coming, and the surrounding temperature dropped significantly.

However, the air humidity here was extremely low, and Ye Wentian did not deliberately gather the water vapor to a level visible to the naked eye, so no one could tell what was going on.

While removing the heat from the water vapor, the water vapor covered the middle-aged man's body surface.At the same time, Ye Wentian poured cold water vapor into his nostrils.

Within a short period of time, the middle-aged man's red skin changed back to its normal color at a speed visible to the naked eye. The lowered lungs conducted the low temperature to the chest cavity, and then from the chest cavity to the major organs.

The core body temperature began to decrease continuously, returning to the normal temperature of the human body in less than a quarter of an hour, and all the organs in the body that were on the verge of failure began to recover.

The body's functions resumed normal operation, the pores on the body surface also reopened, and the normal heat dissipation function was restored. There was no heat dissipation obstacle, and the entire body could independently resist the invasion of high temperature.

Ye Wentian felt that this person had regained his vitality. Apart from being a little weak, there was no other abnormal condition. He stopped the water control method and let the water vapor disperse naturally.

A gust of wind blew away the humid air, and the hot temperature once again enveloped the scene. The expressions on the faces of the onlookers immediately seemed a little uncomfortable, and they all wondered why the coolness just now suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, as the coolness turned to high temperature, the middle-aged man felt the stimulation of the temperature difference and opened his eyes in a daze, somewhat confused about the situation.

"Shuan Shuan, why are you hungry?"

"Father, you finally woke up!"

"..."

Seeing this, Ye Wentian smiled slightly and turned his head with murderous intent. He forgot to glance at these soldiers and the non-commissioned officer lying on the ground. After being shocked, he took Ye Qing and Qiu Chi to cross the steps towards the city.

How dare the soldiers collecting tolls at the gate of the city dare to collect tolls from Ye Wentian and others? They all lowered their heads and glanced at the few people entering with their peripheral vision, hoping in their hearts that the three plague gods would leave as soon as possible.

Ye Wentian and the other three gradually moved away and disappeared. Only then did the soldiers who were watching the crowd recover from their paralysis. They picked up Hanyang Zou. After exchanging a few words in a low voice, they went over to subdue the sergeant.

The sergeant screamed in pain while telling his men to be careful. However, some of his teeth were missing from his mouth and his speech was not very clear. The soldiers supporting him had difficulty understanding what he meant. He frequently made him cry for father and mother in pain, which was really funny. .

"Thank God for blessing me and not taking away my hungry father's life."

"What kind of blessing from God? Your father was saved by the same person who just saved you!"

To the surrounding onlookers, they all thought that the middle-aged man was lucky and the Lord of Hell refused to accept it, so he saved his life.