"Senior..." With the infusion of merit, Zhang Chengfeng's eyes turned red.
How precious is this merit!
This is the merit accumulated by the sage Hua Tuo in his life of saving lives and healing the wounded. It comes from his contribution to Daxia medicine!
This is the golden wheel of merit transformed by the admiration of countless Daxia people for him!
This endless merit can even drive away the God of Death!
And now, this majestic merit is being crazily poured into Zhang Chengfeng's body.
The Holy Hand Hua Tuo smiled and comforted: "These merits were originally given to me by countless people in Daxia."
"This is not my merit, but the merit of Daxia! The merit of everyone in Daxia! The merit of all the white warriors!"
"This golden wheel of merit comes from Daxia, and it should guard Daxia!"
"Now, I am about to leave. As my successor, you should shoulder your merits, guard Daxia, and continue to be the enemy of death!"
"besides!"
The holy hand Hua Tuo suddenly shook his hand and put an ancient scroll into Zhang Chengfeng's arms.
"Huatuo Acupuncture Classic"!
"This is a medical scripture written by me. Although the medicine of Daxia today is superior to my generation, your medical knowledge is also better than mine..." Hua Tuo's holy hand said in a deep voice, "But Chinese medicine also has wonderful effects."
When he said that Daxia's medicine now surpassed his own, he didn't look uncomfortable at all, but felt extremely proud!
Medicine is always making progress!
Countless Daxia people are constantly advancing, exploring, and learning to be the enemy of death on the path of medicine.
This is exactly what the Great Xia Medical God wants to see.
However, some methods of traditional Chinese medicine have become obsolete over time.
"Medicine should not be based on sectarian views. Our practice of traditional Chinese medicine in Daxia was so brilliant back then. It was only because of sectarian views, different sects, and word-of-mouth transmission between masters and disciples that it fell behind Western medicine."
The remnant soul of the Holy Hand Hua Tuo said in a deep voice: "You should hold this book and study it carefully, and you are not allowed to have any sectarian opinions and spread the methods in it widely!"
"Only in this way can Daxia Medicine truly shine brightly!"
Rolling merits poured into his body. Listening to the teachings of his ancestors, Zhang Chengfeng held the book tightly and nodded seriously: "Student, please remember. I promise, I, the doctors of Daxia, will all recite this book and study it seriously, regardless of sect!"
"Let me heal all the injured people in Daxia!"
"Okay!" Hua Tuo, the holy hand, laughed and nodded, looking at this successor with more and more admiration, and then looked at the bundle of silver needles in front of him: "These silver needles are in conjunction with the Acupuncture Sutra.
, I have been with you for many years, and I have also become tainted with the aura of merit."
"Use them to perform acupuncture and get twice the result with half the effort."
Zhang Chengfeng nodded seriously: "Students remember it!"
"From now on, you will use them to treat the injured for me, inherit my will, and protect Daxia."
This remnant soul of an ancestor from thousands of years ago handed the silver needle to the current head of the medical family, the chief physician of Daxia, Zhang Chengfeng.
It's like a handover.
The handover between the ancestors from thousands of years ago and the people of Daxia today.
And at this time.
There is no trace of the Golden Wheel of Merit on the remnant soul of the Holy Hand Hua Tuo.
Gloomy, like the setting sun.
The golden wheel of merit behind Zhang Chengfeng is as bright and hot as the golden sun!
All the merits of this famous doctor throughout the ages have been poured into Zhang Chengfeng's body.
"Well, senior..." Lin Fan's soul body whispered from the side.
"Don't look at me like that, I have nothing to give you." Hua Tuo glanced at Lin Fan, who had the power of Shura, and said angrily: "You have become a god, and you are still the main killer of Shura. I, the god of medicine, can give you
What are you talking about? All mine are life-saving skills! My scalpel is a life-saving knife!"
Lin Fan thought for a while and said: "That's right..."
As a Shura god, I am originally responsible for the priesthood of killing. The Great Xia Medical God cannot give him a suitable one...
And as the last ray of merit was poured into it, the remaining soul of Hua Tuo, the Holy Hand, began to become transparent, as if it might dissipate at any time.
His time is running out.
But there was no fear on the old man's face.
The moment he was forced to wake up, he had already made his choice.
At the last moment, he raised his head and seemed to see the red flag fluttering in the wind above the Great Steel Wall!
"Five thousand……"
"This land has not changed."
"This group of people hasn't changed either..."
"Although I have gone, they will still protect Daxia for me!"
"Although I am dead, my medical skills will still protect Daxia, and my descendants are still fighting death for the people of Daxia! I am not alone!"
"I, Daxia, still have the protection of the God of Medicine!"
Amidst the laughter, this residual soul dissipated with the wind.
The two souls of Lin Fan and Zhang Chengfeng, the chief physician of Daxia, both bent down: "Farewell, sir!"
When the two of them straightened up, the Great Xia Medical God had already left.
Lin Fan looked at the soldiers in white who were still busy in the operating room and said softly: "Next, let's trouble Doctor Zhang."
"Commander, I guarantee that this time, none of the wounded in Daxia will be taken away by death!"
"Senior, I, Zhang Chengfeng, will never let you down!"
"I will let you know that in Daxia, there are still countless doctors fighting against death!"
Zhang Chengfeng's soul, drawn out by the God of Death, turned around and walked into his body!
And at the moment when Hua Tuo's remnant soul dissipated.
Outside the Great Steel Wall.
The God of Death, who was forced back by Hua Tuo with the Golden Wheel of Merit, was holding a sickle and looking nervously at the Great Steel Wall.
There are countless white-clad soldiers inside, racing against time to save the wounded!
He wants to harvest souls!
But, I dare not!
The powerful god of medicine protects Daxia, and the terrifying golden wheel of merit makes him afraid to step into the Great Steel Wall!
As the God of Death, he actually had to wait for eight hours outside the Great Steel Wall, watching helplessly as those soldiers in white pulled the dying Nakagamien back from the brink of death one by one!
What the hell...
But at the next moment, the walking god of death suddenly became excited!
"The old guy's breath...is gone!"
"Great, great, then he is gone and no one can stop me. Why should I wait eight hours..."
The God of Death let out a shrill laugh of surprise and was about to rush in excitedly!
But the next moment.
The figure wearing a dark cloak suddenly paused, and the body that couldn't wait to rush into the operating room in the Great Steel Wall suddenly stopped in the air!
The sickle is trembling!
"this……"
The newly appointed walking god of death stared at the Great Steel Wall with his eyes wide open in disbelief!
I saw a majestic golden wheel of merit rising into the sky!
The power of rolling merit protects all operating rooms like the blazing sun!
at the same time.
In the operating room.
"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"
The young doctor pushed Zhang Chengfeng's motionless body with a nervous expression. On the hospital bed next to him was Xingye, who had been sutured and was out of danger and had returned to stable physical condition.
"Isn't Dr. Zhang awake yet?" A nurse trotted over quickly, sweating on her forehead and said: "Bed 15, bed 36, bed 48, bed 73...the patients in bed 32 have entered the critical stage, and the surgeons are all
Let Dr. Zhang go over and make an idea!"
Zhang Chengfeng's disciple Xiao Wang looked ugly: "Master..."
But the next moment.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Chengfeng suddenly opened his eyes.
"I woke up."
Zhang Chengfeng said softly.
Everything that happened just now seemed like a dream.
But at this time, he had an ancient scroll and a bundle of silver needles in his hand!
"Senior, I will never let you down."
"Eight hours is enough."
"I, Zhang Chengfeng, will not let a wounded person die!"
"boom!"
The majestic golden light soars into the sky from Zhang Chengfeng's body!
The rolling golden wheel of merit rises into the sky!
At the same time, two words appeared in the golden wheel of merit.
"God of Medicine"!
Great Xia Medical God!
The new Great Xia Medical God!
Hua Tuo, the holy hand who once guarded Daxia, has passed away, and his inheritance has actually given Daxia a new god of medicine to protect!
That powerful merit actually allowed Zhang Chengfeng to skip the road to becoming a god, become a god in one step, and achieve the position of the God of Medicine!
This is the inheritance of will!
This chapter has been completed!