Chapter Seventy-ninth
It is not as simple as it sounds to be able to become immune to most toxins by modifying the body with poisons.
"Don't worry, Master is here, so don't worry." Mo Zhongji patted his shoulder to reassure him.
I don't know if it's because Mo Zhongji told him about the "Jade Golden Body" or because Chen Chen's attention was drawn to it, but there are more and more plants containing toxins in the recent decoctions.
, Not only that, extracts of various strange animals and plants are also added to it, giving it an indescribable taste after entering the mouth.
Forget it alone, the medicinal bath that Chen Chen took now contained more and more poisons, and finally even living animals were added. In addition to the toad last time, Chen Chen actually fished out a toad in the pool later.
A living centipede! Seeing it struggling in Chen Chen's hands, his heart moved. Since the master could put it in alive, it should not be a threat. What's more, the medicine he drank these days adds up.
It’s much more poisonous than a centipede. So——
Chi.
Chen Chen took a centipede and took a bite on his hand. The color of sapphire flowed under his skin, but he did not feel any discomfort.
This emerald gold body is really magical. Chen Chen took the centipede in his hand and took one bite, one bite, and another bite...
"Hey, why aren't you moving?" Chen Chen held the centipede in his right hand and kept shaking it up and down. "Wake up, I haven't had enough fun yet."
After Chen Chen tried his best to "rescue" the poor centipede, he still didn't wake up. "Hey, it's boring." Chen Chen casually threw it into the liquid aside.
Moreover, I don’t know if Mo Zhongji’s medical skills were almost finished, so he began to gradually teach Chen Chen how to make poisons. Grind various kinds into powder, extract them into liquids, boil them into elixirs... This is how to make poisons, and how to poison them.
More importantly, what kind of powder is suitable for spreading into the air, spicy ones suitable for mixing into wine, sweet ones into juice... According to Mo Zhongji, making poison is important, and the method of poisoning is even more important, otherwise
No matter how good the poison is, it won't work as well as it should.
I don't know if it's because he has learned a lot of similar knowledge before, but now Chen Chen feels that these are more interesting and simpler than medical skills. He can always quickly understand Mo Zhongji's teachings and then draw inferences.
"Disciple, do you still remember that there is an important healing method in medicine - acupuncture?" Mo Zhongji stood in the open space and asked Chen Chen who was standing aside.
"Of course, after all, I just learned it some time ago." Chen Chen nodded.
"Yes, acupuncture requires relatively high medical skills. The deviation of the acupuncture point and the depth of the needle will make the final result different. Do you still remember the major fatal points on the human body?"
"Remember, that is a taboo for all doctors. You must not give an injection there." Chen Chen nodded obediently.
"However, if it is used properly, it is also a means of defeating the enemy."
"Ah, this, how can this be used against the enemy?" Chen Chen was a little surprised.
"Watch it." Mo Zhongji took out a slender needle from his sleeve and waved it in front of Chen Chen a few times. Then his hand shook and the needle flew out with a "swish".
"Wow!" Chen Chen looked along and saw that the needle flew straight out and was deeply embedded in the wall. Now only the last round head was left exposed.
"If you apply poison on the needle, even if it's just a paralysis type, you can buy yourself a lot of time." Mo Zhongji explained.
"You're so handsome, Master, I want to learn from him!!!" Chen Chen surrounded Mo Zhongji, his voice very excited.
As autumn turns to winter, the sky is covered with a gray veil. During these few months, Chen Chen can be said to have been completely transformed. Not only has he learned the techniques he dreamed of, his physical fitness is improving day by day, and he has also learned a lot.
When it comes to medical skills and poison skills, the body is now immune to most toxins. Chen Chen in the academy a few months ago couldn't imagine these things, and he couldn't believe the changes that these few months have brought to him.
It was so great that it even laid the foundation for his future path.
On this day, the quiet training routine was broken again. (Why should I write if I don’t break it?) Several men carried a stretcher made of bamboo and carried a middle-aged man up. Judging from his appearance, he should be from the village down the mountain.
people.
"Doctor Mo, please, please save Zhou Kang."
Mo Zhongji rubbed his wrists and walked around the man on the ground, and suddenly said to Chen Chen: "Disciple, come here."
"Me?" Chen Chen pointed to himself, pulled Mo Zhongji aside, and whispered, "But I've never shown it to anyone."
"It doesn't matter, I believe in your ability."
"But, what if I cure him badly?" Chen Chen was still a little worried.
"Don't be afraid. If you can't be cured, won't you still be a teacher?" Mo Zhongji said easily.
Chen Chen looked at his master, who had an encouraging look on his face; then at the man lying on the ground, who looked pale and wondered how long he could last; then at the people who sent them up, they were kneeling on the ground.
He feebly asked for their help. Chen Chen clenched his fists, but in the end he still couldn't make up his mind.
"Disciple, listen carefully. People like us compete with the King of Hell to steal people. You can imagine how difficult it is. To save people, you only need to do your best. You have no obligation to save everyone." Mo Zhongji
He looked at Chen Chen with a serious look on his face that he had never seen before.
"Okay." Chen Chen finally made up his mind, his eyes no longer confused, and walked to the man who was sent away.
Ignoring the constant voices of "Thank you, thank you" coming from the side, Chen Chen first observed the patient's posture and began to make his own judgment: "The sunken eyes must be weak... Well, has the patient had any symptoms recently?"
Do you want to have a good meal?" Although he asked the villagers, Chen Chen's eyes drifted towards Mo Zhongji from time to time, and his attention was always on him.
"No, Zhou Kang has been in coma for several days. He hasn't eaten anything these days, so we just brought him up." The person next to him said anxiously.
From the beginning of the diagnosis, Mo Zhongji stood aside with his hands tied and watched, saying nothing no matter what Chen Chen did.
"Both eyes are dull, it must be comatose shock." Chen Chen opened the patient's eyelids in a formal manner and checked the patient's pupil status. As the diagnosis progressed, Chen Chen gradually entered the state and focused all his attention on
diagnosis.
"The lower limbs are swollen, and the body must be invaded by dampness and heat. In addition, I usually lose both qi and blood, so I can't wake up at this time." After that, the pulse test confirmed Chen Chen's conjecture. The opponent's veins were thin, and there was obvious loss of both qi and blood.
's pulse.
"Then what should we do?" "Yes, what should we do." The two of them were very anxious.
Chapter completed!