[Comprehensive Martial Arts] After the host ran away from home

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The leader led him into a small room. Although it was late in the morning, the lights were still on inside, and there was a burst of medicinal fragrance from the small room. I don't know if the owner of the room stayed up all night or woke up. Very early.

When the leader entered the yard, he stepped lightly, with a hint of respect.

He knocked on the door lightly, with a contradictory mentality that he was afraid that the people inside would not hear him, and he was also afraid that the people inside would be frightened.

He knocked a few times, and the door of the small room opened, and a man came out. His eye circles were a little dark, which may be caused by staying up late. The leader saluted respectfully: "Doctor Hu, here, my little brother It may be a little cold, please show me."

He is very impatient, don't you know how busy he is every day?I also come to find myself when I catch a cold.

But when he saw the child's face, his impatience quietly faded away. The child obviously had the cold in his body, and it was not an ordinary cold at all.

He dragged Cheng Mo into the room: "Only the sick can enter my room, you go back first." The leader repeatedly said yes.

About a few hundred meters away, the leader was startled. Normally, he dared not even take a second look at the doctor in the medical hut. Every time he invited him, he had to go to great lengths of effort. Why did he just see that doctor today? Did the child bring him here?

And the doctor seemed to be very talkative today, and the more he thought about it, the more creepy he became. The leader felt that he must have not slept for too long, his brain was broken, and he hurried back to the room to catch up on sleep.

A young man is not worthy of death

Hu Qingniu looked at the child's face flushed with fever, felt the child's pulse, and then went to prescribe medicine for the child.

Cheng Mo was very curious about all kinds of medicinal materials in the house.

Lu Juvenile has studied medicinal materials, and he can also get some medicines for various bruises, but a child's knowledge of herbal medicines is limited, and he has never seen so many medicines.

As for Cheng Mo himself, most of the worlds he has been to are reinforced concrete, so there is not much experience of such an antique.

"what is this?"

"Angelica."

"what about this?"

"Huanglian."

"what about this?"

"Godberry, you don't even know this?"

Then, this kind of question and answer lasted for a long time, and Hu Qingniu finally got impatient: "Why are you so annoying, kid! Stay honest."

Hu Qingniu walked to the other side of the table and started to decoct the medicine. The strong smell of the soup came out, and the smell could kill people.

Cheng Mo: I don't have time to escape now.

System: Yes, but there is no doctor to see me after I go back, so I guess I'm not far from death.

It is impossible to stay honest, it is impossible to sit and wait for death, and it is even more impossible to die of illness without taking medicine.

Cheng Mo circled around the table, and finally saw a plant "mint" he knew. He walked around the room again, looking at this thing, looking at that thing, and found another bag of sugar.

While decocting the medicine, Hu Qingniu watched the child walking up and down the room. It was the first time he saw such a lively patient who had a fever like this.

Then he looked at the kid, found a bag of candy, and found a few slices of mint.

The child borrowed a medicine grinding bowl from him, and crushed the mint and sugar into powder.

The pot of medicine was bubbling, and Hu Qingniu poured the medicine into a bowl, just enough for one bowl.

The child had a bitter face, took a medicine and regarded death as at home...

The child fanned the medicine vigorously to cool it down first, then raised his head and gulped it dry. The cold medicine was more unpalatable than when it was hot, but Cheng chose the latter based on the principle that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Pouring the pre-prepared mint into his mouth, the nauseating taste only slightly slowed down.

Hu Qingniu walked over to pick up the icing sugar, licked it with the tip of his tongue, and the cool sweetness swayed on the tip of his tongue.

"Hmm~ This tastes good, kid, do you know medicinal materials?"

Cheng Mo: "Get to know that, isn't that angelica, that's wolfberry, that's coptis, that's schisandra, that's..." They're all the herbs he asked Hu Qingniu just now.

Cheng Mo ordered more than 20 medicines in one breath, Hu Qingniu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he couldn't hide his excitement and asked: "Are these the medicines you asked me just now?"

Cheng Mo nodded, and Hu Qingniu dragged him to another table. The sheets on the table were full of medicinal materials, and there were seventy or eighty kinds of them in detail.

Hu Qingniu pointed and said the names one by one, and then the child repeated them verbatim.

Hu Qingniu looked at the children more and more and liked them more and more. In recent years, there are more and more people in the church, more people, and more people who are sick.

Every day, the people who come to him to collect medicine have to squeeze half of the room, and sometimes he can't handle it. His temper is not good at first, but now he is even more irritable. Outsiders think that the doctor in this hospital is very difficult to talk to. .

He also thought about recruiting some people, but Mingjiao is no better than other places. He can't worry about recruiting random people. The disciples in the school recruited a few, but they were all people who didn't know the medicinal materials. Eight times, I still only know the dozen or so medicines.

All these years, he has long wanted to recruit an apprentice to help him. Could it be that God heard his heart and sent him a treasure today?

But with Dr. Hu's seriousness, how could he easily accept apprentices? They were all rushed by others, so he said: "Well, let's force it, go to sleep, and go back tomorrow when the fever subsides."

Cheng Mo found a small couch, like a poor kitten.

It was already noon when Cheng Mo woke up, but he didn't return to his yard, he was still in the hospital hut, it wasn't because he was eager to learn and insisted on learning from others, but because his fever that had just faded had risen again. Get up, there is a growing momentum.

Based on the principle of helping people to the end, Hu Qingniu gave him an injection and made him a bowl of bitter medicine. His head hurt and his whole body hurt.

Cheng Mo: System, I might die.

System: Don't be afraid, I'll just try to find a better host when the time comes.

Cheng Mo: ... also in the water, why am I the only one who is sick like this, why are the two people who came out of the water all right?

System: Do you know the difference between a salted fish and a master?

Cheng Mo was so angry that he suddenly remembered the method he had worked so hard to get. At this time, Hu Qingniu had already started to see the believers outside, and he was inside, and no one bothered him.

He took out that piece of paper and studied it for a long time. Luckily, Lu Qing is a man who has read a little and knows a lot of words. He sat down according to the movements in the picture. The cycle of the sky in the picture seemed ambiguous to him, but He knows blood circulation, modern people don't come here for nothing.

Close your eyes and feel the breath slowly, the stomach is hot, the air flow warmly flows through the whole body, the sore feeling is gradually relieved.

About half an hour later, he breathed out a turbid breath, and his whole body became much lighter. He looked outside and found that there were quite a few people who came to see the doctor, and most of them were traumatic. Bloody.

The small stools in the medical room were full of people, and some people had no place to sit, so they just sat on the ground.

Hu Qingniu methodically wrapped gauze with medicine, wrapped gauze with medicine...

System: "Aren't you going to help?"

Cheng Mo: "Do you think I will?"

Cheng Mo got up from the bed, watched Hu Qingniu's operation secretly, and then looked at him, grabbing some medicine for those different patients.

Hu Qingniu had already discovered that the children were peeping at him, so he started his plan to induce apprentices. Plan [-] was to establish a tall image for future apprentices.

Cheng Mo's side also started plan communication, plan one, steal teacher, plan two, steal books, plan three, steal medicine...

System: You really draw inferences from one instance, in various senses.

Cheng Mo stayed quietly in the medical hut for seven or eight days. These days, he always had a fever, which receded and rose again. Cheng Mo guessed that such repeated situations might have aroused the doctor's curiosity, so he never let him go. He just watched Hu Qingniu treat those people, and at night he reviewed the medicine he saw during the day.

There are so many people in Mingjiao who come to see a doctor, which means that the status of this doctor is definitely not too low. He still knows current affairs, runs errands for others, changes medicines for minor injuries, and is diligent and clever. Few people.

That day Hu Qingniu was busy until the evening, seeing off the last believer, he went into the inner room exhausted, and then, he saw the child decocting medicine for himself!

The black medicinal juice flowed into the bowl, and bursts of medicinal fragrance wafted far away.Although it looks a little clumsy like that, it also looks good.

But he immediately realized that this was not a mess. He picked up the medicine dregs at the bottom of the pot and looked at it carefully, and there was nothing wrong with it.

With one hand propped on the table, he looked at the child with a face full of bitterness and hatred. He wanted to hold back, but failed...

"Child, your talent is not bad, do you want to follow me?"

Cheng Mo: "No."

Hu Qingniu: "..."

Hu Qingniu: "You kid, do you know what you're talking about? Do you know how many people want to stay with me but can't?"

Cheng Mo: "I'm just sick, so I don't need to sell myself to you. It's what you said to leave when the illness is cured. I'll be fine soon."

After speaking, he drank the last sip of medicine.

This kid can be said to be bold and merciless when he speaks. He is almost the same as the timid Lu Qing he investigated, but after hearing too many respectful words, he suddenly said a few harsh words, and he also Feel inexplicably fresh.

Hu Qingniu looked at the child and showed a smirk: "Do you think you just catch a cold?"

Cheng Mo "..."

Hu Qingniu: "Your name is Lu Qing, and you are a disciple of Tianzimen. You don't have a good life, and your talent in martial arts is not high. You were bullied there. A few days ago, Han Qianye came to