Everyday in shame [Comprehensive martial arts]

"Step aside."

A voice came from the bustling crowd.

This is the voice of a person and also the sound of a sword, because Shanglu who is talking looks like a sword now, a cold and sharp sword.

The people who were shouting suddenly seemed like a duck whose throat was tightly strangled, and could only make a low and hoarse roar.

After a while, a group of people shrank their hands and feet, and hurriedly and quickly branched out a path that could allow the two of them to pass.

Autumn morning.

Quiet bazaar.

The brown-gray fallen leaves fell on the shoulders of the doctor in white, suddenly becoming more tender and affectionate.

However, this gentleness was abruptly interrupted by a man in a fancy dress.

The man blocked Shanglu's way, he smiled softly, his eyes kept on Shanglu's face.

It wasn't until this person saw Shanglu's eyes that he suddenly froze, staring blankly at these cold and charming eyes.

"Get out of the way." Shanglu repeated calmly.

But this time, the man didn't let go.

He was like a lunatic who met something he liked, and he just stared at Phytolacca.

It was an unflattering look.

Shang Lu frowned. He is a doctor who is not afraid of things, and he is also a master of swordsmanship with a halo. Naturally, he will not be afraid of a man in nice clothes.

Shanglu poked the system happily, and said, "So arrogant! See how I beat him!"

The doctor in white smiled coldly, and he pulled Ye Gucheng arrogantly and confidently, he coldly led the swordsman in white, and glanced at the man in fine clothes.

With Ye Gucheng in hand, he is not afraid!

system:……

What about the hammer blast?

The result is to release Ye Gucheng?

Is this the man in charge?

However, there are not only arrogant white-clothed doctors in this world, but also an even more arrogant man in Chinese clothes.

The man sneered, staring at Ye Gucheng as if he was looking at a dead man, and the big man in black behind him also followed, staring at Ye Gucheng covetously.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The man smiled evilly, and said viciously: "Get out... get out... get out!"

Prince Nan, who never stutters, stutters whenever he sees Shanglu: ...

The words fell.

Shanglu's expression suddenly became weird.

It turned out to be a stutter?

Or a stuttering dumbbie?

Shang Lu secretly rolled his eyes, and no longer cared about this stuttering man with a charming smile.

Shanglu decisively bypassed the person in front of him, and walked to the man lying on the ground.

The uncle in coarse cloth curled up and lay quietly on the ground, as if he was not breathing.

Shanglu frowned slightly, squatted down, and quickly and steadily extended his middle finger and index finger together to place on the man's neck.

still alive.

Shanglu calmly made a conclusion.

"This man is dying!" the kind-hearted elder sister couldn't help shouting.

The doctor in white raised his head slightly, his beautiful face was bathed in the sunlight, he said lightly: "It can be cured."

In a daze, the elder sister seemed to see a beautiful fairy.

The eldest sister lost her mind and said, "Fairy...fairy?"

Phytophthora wants to be called a miracle doctor and written in textbooks: ...

With a sigh, Shang Lu focused all his attention on the felled uncle.

The uncle's lips were a bit dark, and his complexion was also sallow. Next to the uncle, there was a puddle of vomit, with traces of blood in it.

Shang Lu noticed that the uncle's hands were tightly clutching the clothes on his stomach.

Shang Lu said: "What happened just now."

The eldest sister said: "This young master kicked him in the stomach, and this man became like this."

Shang Lu pursed his lips and touched Uncle Tan's forehead, it was indeed hot.

"External impact, right upper quadrant pain, vomiting and fever, suspected gallbladder perforation bile flowed into the abdominal cavity, causing septic shock."

If the Shanglu just now was a sharp and ruthless sword, the Shanglu today is more like the ice on the snow mountain that has not melted for years.

His voice was cold and steady: "Contact the anesthesiology department to prepare for general anesthesia, contact the laboratory department for urgent examination, and prepare for surgery. What about the family members, where are the family members!"

In the end, it was almost hoarse.

Yet no one answered.

After a long time, the system said: "This is the world of martial arts."

Shanglu woke up suddenly, he smiled lightly, and finally lowered his head calmly, the shadows covered his eyes, and no one could see his emotions for a while.

Yes, this is not the modern age with advanced medical technology. There is no sterile environment, no anesthetics, and no surgical tools here.

Shanglu narrowed his eyes to hide his sharp gaze.

This man should have been saved.

But he was dying.

Qiufeng came to Shanglu's side with a cold heart, followed by a piece of white clothes.

Ye Gucheng stood calmly behind Shanglu, his hand lightly placed on Shanglu's shoulder.

Shang Lu suddenly raised his head, he smiled slightly and said, "There is still a chance."

The doctor in white hugged the uncle and stood up, and he quickly and firmly ran to the inn beside him.

"Snapped!"

It was the sound of kicking the door.

Shang Lu rushed in, and put the uncle on the bed quickly and steadily.

"I need a pasteurized cloth, a jug of strong wine, a lamp, a sharp and small knife, and a helper."

Shanglu's eyes were on the uncle all the time, he said seriously, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

He only knew that the powerful and kind sword fairy behind him moved after he said these words.

Shanglu breathed out suddenly, and he said, "I will save you."

The uncle was lying on the bed in a daze, when he heard a nice and gentle voice in a trance.

"If I can't save you, why don't I give you my life."

Perhaps, ten years later, future generations will praise Phytophthora's character.

Perhaps, a hundred years later, future generations will see this wonderful operation in books.

Perhaps, after a thousand years, future generations will sigh in admiration.

But now there is only one patient in front of Shanglu.

And he is a doctor.

A doctor who cures diseases and saves lives, and is a real and alive doctor.

A doctor who hopes that people in the world will be free from disease, so why not put medicine on it to make dust.

for a long time.

The exhausted Shanglu finally sat down with Ye Gucheng's support.

Shanglu grinned, and he proudly said: "The operation was successful."

Ye Gucheng didn't know how to describe this smile, he only knew that he smiled when he saw it.

He wanted to hide this smile and let everyone see it.

Such a person should sit on a high platform and be looked up to.

It was late at night, and the people in the downtown area had already dispersed.

They will soon know that a doctor named Phytophthora revived a 'dead man'.

And what they knew earlier than them was the stammering young man sitting in the lobby of the inn with a charming smile.

Mr. Stammer looked over eagerly and walked up.

After being tired for a long time, Shanglu, who wanted to sleep very much, rolled his eyes with difficulty and vaguely, and said calmly: "Get out of the way."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for triggering the task of 'Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Let's get out of the way!'. The host has completed the construction of the 'Shoubi Mountain' pharmacy within one month and has become the world's number one genius doctor."

For a while, Shanglu became very silent.

He is thinking about a very serious matter.

Is there some sloppy connection between "get out of the way" and "miracle doctor" that no one in the world knows about?What kind of magical trigger is this?

"Ding Dong, the host please work hard to complete the task, come on and get ten shock points and a sterile operating room."

The half-dead Phytolacca who was exhausted from surgery because there is no sterile environment: ...

Although my eyes will brighten up when I hear the reward, but I always feel itchy and want to punch a ball of light.

The system of a ball of light straightened its non-existent back, and said calmly: "Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the operation, and congratulations to the host for successfully holding hands with the sword fairy twice, or get two shock points."

Phytolacca after realizing it: Also...

Hands are quite soft!