Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Qingshi left the medical plan and asked the follow-up treatment of the injured to the town's medical clinic, then went to the pharmacy to prepare some commonly used medicinal materials, bought a new alchemy furnace, and prepared to open the alchemy furnace if possible.As a doctor, you don't panic when you have medicine in your hand.

Feng Jun found a Dharma boat somewhere and took everyone to Tianwumen.

When they set off, the innkeeper brought his wife to see him off, waived all expenses, and prepared various ingredients. The monks who had been treated in the town and the family members of the injured also came, and they smiled and gave Song Qingshi many thanks.

Song Qingshi declined, leaving only a few baskets of eggs to feed Xiaobai.

Under the guidance of the fairy beast, the dharma boat slowly soared into the sky. In Song and Qing Dynasties, he stood by the window and looked at the towns and villages. There was smoke everywhere, mountains and rivers, and the scenery was still the same, but it was slightly different from his memory... He thought for a long time, and finally I found that there seemed to be no more slaves in this world.

In his memory, the vast majority of mortals are slaves of monks, treated like pigs and dogs, do not know how to resist, and live numbly.Now, he saw that many shops and restaurants were run by mortals, there were also many mortal craftsmen in the workshops, and there were also mortal apprentices in the medical hall and pharmacy. Most of them were very energetic and full of hope for life.

In the past, if a mortal accidentally touched the corner of a monk's clothes, he might be killed. Now, he often sees monks and mortals drinking and chatting.

How did all this change?

"It's Mrs. Qingluan, she has developed a lot of cheap medicines." Knowing his doubts, Song Jincheng once again showed off his ancestors, "After the popularization of medicines, the survival rate of mortals has increased. Madam Qingluan has recruited a large number of mortals in the Valley of the Medicine King. Be a doctor, and open medical clinics in various places in the world of cultivating immortals... It was a dark period, the world of cultivating immortals suffered heavy casualties, and there was a serious shortage of manpower. Everyone saw that the doctors raised by the Medicine King Valley were quite good, so they handed over a lot of work to mortals. Craftsman, doctor, farmer... I can't tell. Anyway, there are more and more mortals, and everyone is used to it. Some mortals with good spiritual roots have the opportunity to cultivate immortals and become monks. Method, many people have broken through the golden core, the Bailu Academy in Beizhou is a sect created by mortals, it only accepts mortal apprentices, and the scale is quite large."

Song Qingshi praised: "Mrs. Qingluan is really a remarkable woman."

Song Jincheng was proud: "She just wrote too many medical books and learning materials, which tortured us to death. Everything else is fine."

"Qingluan is not that powerful, she just sorted out your...Master's information, and then simplified it," Feng Jun couldn't help laughing when he saw that Song Qing was being misled by this brat, "The things left by Master are too It's too difficult. Qingluan didn't learn everything by herself. She was far behind. She gave up those rare and difficult medical skills and prescriptions, and focused on learning common diseases and common treatment methods, and then summed up a set of common medicines. It is a teaching material that everyone can learn, and trains a large number of physicians.”

Song Qingshi had outstanding talent and was obsessed with medicine.He has received the inheritance of the King of Medicine and has studied it for thousands of years. There are mountains of prescriptions, medical books and experimental materials left behind, such as bone injuries. He has 84 kinds of treatment methods.Qingluan only selected the eight most commonly used ones, simplified the prescriptions, and entered them into the teaching materials.

The difference is probably...

The technique in the Song and Qing Dynasties could cure 100 people, each of them recovered perfectly without sequelae, but it was expensive and difficult to learn, and only one apprentice, Yue Wuhuan, was trained.

Qingluan's simplified method can only cure 90 people, and there is a chance of sequelae, but she can quickly train thousands of doctors all over the world, and with low prices, she can cure hundreds of thousands of similar patients .

There are two methods, which is better and worse is not arguable.

However, the research of the Song and Qing dynasties is the cornerstone of all this.

Feng Jun leaned on Song Qingshi's shoulder and whispered: "I have done everything you told me."

Whether it's protecting Yaowang Valley, following the will of the former teacher, helping Qingluan become a good doctor, promoting her ideas, or remaining tolerant when taking revenge, so as not to let the world be destroyed, he has tried his best to do it...even the annoying correctness... The answer, he also took care of it...

He listened to every word.

Song Qingshi thought he was talking about the boat, and held his hand tightly: "Thank you."

Feng Jun looked at the white fingertips exposed under the toga, and asked eagerly: "Can I get a reward?"

Song Qingshi was straightforward: "Here, I will give you whatever you want."

Feng Jun licked his lips, and said ambiguously: "Tonight, I will come to you, and we will have a good...study in bed?"

Song Qingshi was even happier: "Okay, I'll stay with you all night, you can read as many books as you want."

……

Song Jincheng hid beside him, feeling that Song Qingshi had been deeply bewitched by Feng Jun, both in his eyes and in his voice, full of affection...

Lonely men and widows "female" make an appointment to study at night?Even though he is just a baby, he also understands this process. First, he reads the planting book on his body, and after he has grown enough fruits, he reads the agricultural book, studies spring plowing, irrigating and sowing...

Looking at the beautiful appearance in the Song and Qing Dynasties, you must not know that you are not a plow, but a piece of land waiting to be plowed?

It's so pathetic...

He could understand Song Qingshi's mood, even a man couldn't stand a stunning beauty like Feng Jun throwing himself into his arms.However... Feng Jun is not a woman, but a terrifying demon king on the peak of indestructibility, who is about to ascend, how powerful should it be?What other horrible vines, the land was plowed in the Song and Qing Dynasties, I am afraid it will be abandoned?

Seeing a friend in trouble, but not daring to rescue him, what kind of hero is he?

Song Jincheng hid in a corner, faced the wall, closed his eyes, and stopped looking...

Song Qingshi discussed with Feng Jun about the demon of filth for a while, and then found that Song Jincheng was squatting in a corner and drawing circles sullenly. Then he walked over to comfort him: "Your friend is fine, don't worry too much, I will help you plead with Mr. Yue when you get back, and let him have a lighter punishment."

Song Jincheng looked back, looked into his sincere and kind eyes, and thought about his future experience. He felt more and more sorry for his friend, guilty and self-blaming, and finally cruelly took out a small porcelain box from the mustard bag, and stuffed it into Song Qingshi's hand , said solemnly: "I bought it for you at the pharmacy, brother can only help here."

Song Qingshi opened the porcelain box in a daze, and found that it was a box of creamy balm, osmanthus flavor, with anti-inflammatory and analgesic drugs added in it, which didn't feel like ordinary wound medicine.He thought carefully and asked, "Where is this medicine used?"

Song Jincheng patted him on the shoulder, and said sadly: "You will give it to Feng Jun when the time comes, he will like it."

Although Song Qingshi had never used this kind of medicine, he had a wealth of medical knowledge and had studied all kinds of medicines. After thinking about it for a while, he understood. He secretly glanced at the gentle and beautiful Fengjun, and felt that Song Jincheng regarded himself as a womanizer. But it's not too good to justify not being rude.

Feng Jun is already a boyfriend, and the two are dating for the purpose of becoming a couple. Some things will happen naturally when they are ready.

He has studied medicine for many years and has studied various physiological structures and phenomena. He doesn't know how to talk about sexual discoloration. After thinking about it, he put away the porcelain box generously and told Song Jincheng: "You don't need to buy these for me, I want it. When you use it, you will adjust it yourself."

Song Jincheng was dumbfounded.

Feng Jun heard everything.

He thought for a moment, pretending not to hear.

……

In the evening, the Dharma boat landed near Tianwu Gate.

Song Qingshi looked at Song Jincheng and wanted to ask him how to notify him, but the boy mysteriously led everyone around twice, found a hidden corner, checked that there were no dog holes in the grass, rolled up his sleeves, and started climbing the wall.

His face was darkened, and he stopped and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Ah Yu's father said that he will hit me every time he sees me," Song Jincheng said seriously, "Don't worry, I have a map of Tianwumen, and I know where the disciple's room is. Let me go in, find a corner to hide, learn three Once the crow crows, Ayu will know that I am coming."

Yu Wenyu is a genius swordsman who is rare in a hundred years, so he became a golden elixir. Tianwu Sect regards him as hope and spares no effort to cultivate him. He lives up to everyone's expectations.

However, Yaowanggu had been sick for half a year, and Song Jincheng led him to death!Not only did he teach him to jump over the wall to play truant, molested young girls, fight and make trouble, and behave mischievously, but also took him to drink secretly. Yu guarded Song Jincheng, trying to cover him for the crime, and the two of them received thirty extra lashes for talking back.

Song Qingshi said sincerely: "I want to hit you too."

"Ah Yu is very poor," Song Jincheng said stubbornly, "His father put the future of the entire sect on him. Ayu has no childhood and no good friends. He has been practicing every day since he was three years old. Will be whipped. He is obviously the same age, speaks old-fashioned, and has to be polite in everything. No one wants to get close to him. I can't stand his pedantic behavior, so I tricked him to go out to play. He said no, and then played Happier than I am..."

The bully learner is brought down by the scumbags and doesn't like to study.

Song Qingshi could understand the feelings of the head of the Tianwu Sect not allowing Song Jincheng to approach his son. He was very determined to learn the Tao, and he was tempted by Song Jincheng. He read the story books for many days all night. Go to Hualou to watch a performance... It is said that there is a lady named Gongsun who is very good at the pipa. A song of lovesickness, lingering around the bridge for three days, the listener shed tears.

He likes music and wants to listen to it, but he is afraid that Feng Jun will be angry, so he dare not...

Song Qingshi was a little worried. He had no identity and no invitation card, so it was difficult to get in.Even if he entered the door, he would not lie, so how could he explain to the head of Tianwu Sect why he wanted to see his son?He was afraid that he would be kicked out of the house as soon as he mentioned the word "Song Jincheng".

Feng Jun reminded: "I saw a token in your mustard bag, try it."

Song Qingshi remembered that this token was used to withdraw money, so it should be similar to a bank card, right?

He couldn't think of any other way, so he tried to knock on the door and showed the phoenix token to the doorman, but the doorman was frightened and ran back to report.A red bird flitted across the sky, and within a short while, the head of the Tianwu Sect came to greet them in person, with an extremely respectful attitude, and welcomed them into the main hall, please sit on the table, and the table was filled with spirit tea and fairy fruits.

This seems to be VIP treatment?So grand...

Song Qingshi was flattered, and asked Feng Jun cautiously: "Does he owe me money?"