While softly comforting his young apprentice Duan Murong.
As a master of medicine, Nianduan naturally felt the two strange smells in the woods outside Jinghu Lake that were suddenly frightened away. Originally, she would not have cared about such small characters.
But when she recalled what her young apprentice said just now, saying that someone was plotting to murder him.
This forced her to make some guesses.
"The auras of those two little guys are from the Yin Yang family."
"The purpose is clear. Are you tracking here to hunt down the young boy and the baby girl? Why are the people of the Yin and Yang family chasing them?"
"Could it be that... the person who wanted to plot to murder him was a member of the Yin Yang family, but the news was found out by the young boy, so he was killed and silenced?"
After some speculation, Nian Duan finally got some of the facts straight.
Although these things have not happened yet.
"The young boy who fled here, in addition to seeking medical treatment, is he also prepared to convey this news?"
"Is he a disciple of the Mohist family?"
"If he is a disciple of the Mohist family...who is that little baby girl? It can't be another daughter he gave birth to with another woman, right?" She fell into speculation, and the more she thought about it, the more outrageous it became.
After a while, a series of bloody plots, love, hate, and hatred appeared in my mind.
She is indeed a woman hurt by love.
"Master, what happened to you just now?" Duan Murong asked weakly in her arms, her cute little face full of worry and uneasiness.
After being interrupted by the young apprentice.
Nian Duan came back to her senses and heard the cry of a young baby coming from the next room. She reached out and touched Duan Murong's little head and said, "Rong'er, go next door and take care of the little sister first."
"Master, go and treat him now."
Hearing Master's words, Duan Murong immediately cheered and beamed with joy.
"Master is so kind!"
Watching the little apprentice happily run away and go to the next room. The gentle expression on Nianduan's face quickly disappeared, and quickly turned into aloof and indifferent.
But there was a hint of lingering anxiety and anger in those eyes.
"I will never allow anyone to hurt him!"
"No one can!"
Take a deep breath.
Nian Duan controlled his emotions and breath, turned around and walked out of the pharmacy quickly, heading directly to the room where the young boy was.
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Si Yuan, who was meditating and studying the secret art of rebirth, heard the approaching footsteps. He skillfully put away the things in his hands and leaned the Hell-Eating Sword against the bed.
He turned and looked towards the door of the room.
I saw that the other person had not yet arrived, but the voice of the words had already arrived.
"You said...you know someone who wants to plot to murder the Mohist giant Six-Fingered Black Man?"
But in the blink of an eye.
A young woman wearing a simple pale gray dress walked into the room calmly, staring at him with her deep eyes.
"Back to senior, this junior now roughly remembers that someone wanted to plot to murder senior Six-Fingered Black Man, but..." Si Yuan hesitated for a moment and said vaguely: "Junior doesn't know why, these memories have become blurry and hazy."
"It's like there's a barrier between them."
"And this phenomenon has a tendency to get worse as time goes by."
"Is this possible?" After hearing these words, Nian Duan fell into deep thought and secretly guessed: "If I remember correctly, some of the Yin and Yang techniques of the Yin Yang family can also achieve this effect."
"Is what this young boy said true?"
This matter involves the life and death of the man in my heart. Nian Duan does not dare to gamble. He would rather believe that he has it than that he does not have it.
Soon, she made a decision in her mind.
Looking at the little boy with gray hair on his temples, Nian Duan said seriously: "I can violate the three-no-rescue principle I have established and make an extra exception."
"I will personally take action and try my best to help you recover those vague memories."
"But after you recover these memories, I want to know about the Six-Fingered Black Man. Who is it that dares to plot to murder him?"
After hearing the transactional words of the Medical Saint Nian Duan, Si Yuan endured the pain in the muscles and bones of his body, clasped his hands and made his promise to Nian Duan.
"If the senior can really help the junior to remember those gradually blurred memories, the junior will definitely tell the senior everything about the senior Six-Fingered Black Man."
"Then let's start now." Without hesitation, Nianduan reached out with his left hand, pinched Si Yuan's shoulder, and lifted him up.
Easily assume a posture with five hearts in the air.
He raised his right hand, and at some point, nine strange-shaped silver needles appeared between his fingers.
The front end is like a thin needle, and the end is a medicine clip.
"Whoosh whoosh...!"
The silver needle shoots out from between the fingers and stabs Si Yuan's head accurately on the Baihui point, Tianzhu point, Shenting point and other important acupuncture points related to memory.
Following the thought, his hands and fingers danced rapidly.
The corresponding medicines were quickly prepared in the medicine clips at the end of each strange silver needle.
Then follow the tip of the silver needle into the acupuncture point on Si Yuan's head.
Si Yuan's body shivered involuntarily, the expression on his face immediately became peaceful and tranquil, and his physical condition gradually and temporarily entered the innate fetal breath.
His mental state was closer to deep sleep, but he was not really asleep.
Nian Duan kept moving his hands.
Make orchid finger shapes, place them against both sides of Si Yuan's head and temples, and begin to regularly inject the gentle internal force of the doctor with therapeutic effects.
Use internal force combined with drugs and acupuncture to stimulate his brain and temporarily activate his brain's potential.
And then interfere with the spirit and soul.
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In a trance.
Si Yuan only felt that he was sinking continuously, sinking deeper and deeper, just like a person who couldn't swim falling into the sea, gradually falling towards the deep water.
In absolute darkness.
At some point, he heard his heartbeat and felt the rhythm of his own life.
Although weak, it is very tenacious.
The concept of time was gradually blurred at this moment. In this absolute darkness, he had no clear perception of time, as if a long, long time had passed.
It didn't seem like much time had passed, it was extremely short.
I don’t know when it started.
Around the darkness, different changes began to appear.
A familiar voice came, and a familiar picture emerged. Si Yuan looked up and saw that the surrounding darkness turned into a sky-covering curtain, carrying the pictures and sounds.
Everything he had personally experienced began to gradually emerge and reflected in front of him.
The sounds and images that emerge first are everything in this life.
From the meeting and discussion with the Medical Saint Nian Duan just now, the reverse reflection began to emerge, advancing towards the past.
Seven years ago….
six years ago…….
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Two years ago….
a year ago…….
Even the memories of my infancy in this life, those memories that have long been automatically forgotten by the brain, are gradually emerging one after another at this moment.