Chapter 163 Ouyang Zishi in Difficult Situation (Part 1)
Apart from these two people, there was no one else in the room. Not even a waiter.
There was no time to think about it, when the wind blew, Yang Ji suddenly appeared beside the bed, stretched out his hand and touched Ouyang Zishi's red forehead, and then checked the power on his body.
"The right leg bone is broken, four left ribs are broken, there is bleeding in the lungs, the spleen and liver are severely injured, there are 26 meridians, blood vessels are torn, and internal bleeding is severe. The blood gas is less than one-fiftieth of the original value.
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Yang Ji quickly judged the extent of Ouyang Zishi's injury.
Even Yang Ji was surprised by the severity of Ouyang Zishi's injuries. The opponent's methods were so vicious that they were all aimed at destroying Ouyang Zishi's martial arts.
In a martial arts competition, no matter how severe it is, it will only result in injuries to internal organs, broken muscles and bones, and heavy bleeding. But when the opponent takes action, he deliberately forces his blood energy into Ouyang Zishi's meridians, and deliberately tears them apart with violent blood energy, breaking his tendons and blood vessels.
.This method is extremely insidious and cannot be seen at all from the outside.
If it was a martial arts competition, this method of destroying someone's foundation was obviously unnecessary. Yang Ji could feel the other party's full malice.
"If this continues, Ouyang's strength may be less than ten. Moreover, after the tendons and blood vessels are torn and solidified, he may never be able to advance to a higher realm..."
Yang Ji's heart was heavy. This injury was much more serious than he imagined. Injured internal organs and broken bones were not a big deal.
Only in the twenty-six meridians, the tearing of blood vessels is shocking, and it will become more and more serious as time goes by, and the impact will become greater and greater.
This is the most serious and sinister part.
"Ghost Alchemist!——"
Yang Ji suddenly shouted loudly, his voice anxious.
The ghost alchemist was shocked and immediately reacted. Just as his colleagues had discussed before, the ghost alchemist quickly took out a pill from his arms. At the same time, he rushed to the table, took a bowl from the table, and poured it into the bowl.
Fill it with water.
"Meridian Pill. Take out your Meridian Pill together."
Yang Ji shouted loudly.
A single pill is useless for healing. It must be used in conjunction with the meridian pills on the body of the ghost alchemist. In the path of alchemy, the more refined the thing, the more precious it is. This is true for Luoluo pills, bone shaping pills, and blood-transforming pills.
These elixirs cannot increase one's skill, but they are more precious than elixirs such as essence and blood elixirs. This is because there are very few people who can refine this secret recipe.
And the Ghost Alchemist is right among them.
During this period, the ghost alchemist kept explaining recent alchemy knowledge to Yang Ji. Yang Ji happened to know that he still had three precious meridian pills in his body.
Ouyang Zishi's injury can only be cured by using this type of elixir.
The Ghost Pill Master was startled, his brows twitched, and he had a faint expression of physical pain. The Meridian Pill seemed to have a good reputation, but it was difficult to refine. It was also quite difficult to collect the materials.
With his ability, he can only practice it two or three times a year and only get about twenty pills. Most of them are used by the ghost alchemist himself.
The younger a martial artist is, the less potential they have, and the meridians are more solidified and less elastic. Ghost alchemists rely on these elixirs to soften the meridians and maintain the activity of the meridians in the body and the potential of martial arts.
If you don’t have enough of this kind of thing yourself, why would you sell it to others?
However, the ghost elixir master did not hesitate for too long. He hesitated for a moment, and quickly took out two more black elixirs like sandalwood beads from his sleeves, and put them into the tea bowl together with the healing elixirs.
These elixirs all dissolve when put into water. When three elixirs are removed, the bowl of water immediately turns green, with a slight hint of brown.
"Here, remember to take a breath of blood into his chest when feeding him. This will help the potion to be absorbed, pass through the chest, viscera and heart, and quickly spread throughout the body, speeding up his recovery from injuries."
The ghost alchemist brought the tea bowl to Yang Ji's elbow and gave instructions at the same time.
Yang Ji took the teacup from the ghost alchemist and brought it to Ouyang Zishi's mouth. Then he slowly poured the potion in the teacup into the cup. While pouring, the thick blood flowed into Ouyang Zishi's chest and poured the potion
Refined within his body.
After doing this, Yang Ji was still uneasy and stretched out a hand and pressed it on Ouyang Zishi's forehead. Ouyang Zishi's mental state was far less serious than that of the young master of Dihuoshan Village and Ouyang Zifu. It was just a huge humiliation.
His injuries made him so ashamed and angry that he is still unconscious.
Yang Ji felt uneasy, and continuously input the cold, attributeless spiritual power into Ouyang Zishi's mind.
Through the three-pronged approach of meridian meridians, healing elixirs and pure spiritual energy, Yang Ji used blood energy to rush into Ouyang's fruiting body, helping him to clear the stagnant and shattered meridians and improve the efficacy of the medicine.
finally--
"His!"
Ouyang Zishi's chest swelled, half of his body almost tilted up, and he took a long, deep breath like a newborn baby.
As he took in this breath, the complexion on Ouyang Zushi's face suddenly improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Very good!"
Yang Ji breathed a long sigh of relief. Covered by the mental force field, he could clearly feel the effect of the medicine, and Ouyang Zishi's injuries were recovering quickly.
"The effect of the medicine has been exerted and the meridians are recovering. Now we just have to discharge the congestion and septicemia from the body!"
Yang Ji didn't understand medicine, but he knew martial arts. There were some similarities between the two. Yang Ji's powerful mental force field covered the areas where he could clearly feel the distribution of congestion in Ouyang's fruiting body.
If these congestions are not drained, it will be difficult for Ouyang Zishi to recover quickly.
"boom!"
As soon as the light flashed, Yang Ji raised his palm and slapped Ouyang Zishi's mouth with a fierce palm. After this palm came out, Ouyang Zishi's eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and the pores all over his body were covered.
Black blood began to ooze out, and a strong fishy smell spread out.
"Finally finished."
Yang Ji secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the blood congestion is gone, Ouyang Zishi's injuries will recover as quickly as possible. Turning around, Yang Ji was about to leave when suddenly a shrill voice came from his ears:
"what have you been doing?!--"
The light flashed, and a figure screamed, looking like a madman. He pushed Yang Ji away with both hands, and threw himself down next to Ouyang Zishi's bed, sobbing.
"What are you doing? Can't you see that he is treating your son's injury?"
A cold and displeased voice came from behind, and the third lady Duanmu finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked over from behind.
Although she was not proficient in martial arts, she also knew that Yang Ji came here just to treat his son. How could she harm him?
"Auntie, don't worry. Zi is fine. I'm just treating him. If the congestion persists, it will be difficult to recover."
Yang Ji smiled bitterly at the side. Ouyang Zushi's mother obviously misunderstood.
"Yes, I'm sorry..., thank you."
Ouyang Zushi's mother hesitated and said with an embarrassed look on her face. She also knew that she had blamed the wrong person. However, Ouyang Zushi's status in her heart had surpassed everything else at this time. She turned around and hurriedly replaced Ouyang with her hands.
Zishi wiped the sweat off his body.
"Zi Shi, Zi Shi...how are you?"
His voice was haggard and his heart was burning with anxiety.
On the other side, the third lady Duanmu looked at the sixth lady with a dim face, as if she had lost her heart, with a cold face and a heart as cold as frost:
"Chen Ji, look at the good things you have done!"
Intrigues and strife among aristocratic families are commonplace. Various conflicts between wives are not a big deal.
But just as a doctor cannot be punished, no matter how much conflict there is, the respectability of a noble family is still important. A wife is a wife, and one wife treats another wife like a servant, and is trapped here. This is a bit excessive.
"Husband, madam,...the people below are making their own decisions. I didn't mean it."
The fifth lady, Mrs. Chen, murmured.
One thing defeats another. No matter how powerful and unruly she is, she still knows that the power and status of the third lady Duanmu are far above hers. She can use the family's guards to trap Ouyang Zishi and her son in this small house, but in
In front of the third lady, none of these tricks can be used.
The best strategy now is to surrender, admit defeat, and escape this disaster.
"Snapped!"
Just when Mrs. Chen, the fifth lady, was least prepared, a slap came suddenly. She slapped Ms. Chen hard on the face. This slap stunned Ms. Chen directly, and half of her fair face was clear.
The palm prints are swollen and clearly visible.
"You still dare to quibble!"
The third lady, Duanmu, had a livid face and a terrifyingly gloomy expression. In terms of skill, Mrs. Chen was still far behind her. She was not Ouyang Zushi's mother.
Mr. Chen is still quibbling in front of her and thinking too little, which makes Mr. Duanmu quite annoyed.
"Husband, madam,...that's not what I meant."
Mrs. Chen was as quiet as a cicada.
"Go down. I will deal with you later!"
Seeing Mrs. Chen's submission and the presence of outsiders, Mrs. Duanmu still cared about the family's dignity and waved her hand to let Mrs. Chen leave.
"Yes Yes!"
Mrs. Chen couldn't stand here or sit here. She had been restless for a long time. At this time, she got permission and turned around to leave in a hurry, fearing that the third lady would regret it.
What happened today was a complete miscalculation. Mrs. Chen is now filled with regret.
"Hey!"
Seeing the fifth lady, Mrs. Chen, covering her face, boarding the carriage with a group of people, and leaving in a hurry, Yang Ji and Ghost Alchemist sneered in their hearts.
Good men don't fight with women, and evil men will be punished by evil men.
It is far better for the Third Madam to come forward in this matter than if Yang Ji takes action himself. Moreover, there will be no further trouble.
"Ms. Huang, I'll give you this bottle of medicine. My master gave it to me. You can take it and give it to him for external use or internal use, and he will recover quickly."
The third lady held up her sleeves, took out a delicate porcelain bottle with a red cork from underneath, and handed it over. Yang Ji and the Ghost Alchemist stood aside with blazing eyes. They just smelled the faint smell of medicine emanating from the air and knew that this was something.
Good medicine.
"This, how good is this..."
Ouyang Zishi's mother finally recovered from the pain of hurting her son. She looked at the third lady standing in front of her with a trembling and frightened expression. The fear far outweighed the surprise, and even her body started to tremble.
In the Ouyang family, the third wife Duanmu has never been a good person. In fact, there is no simple thing in the big family. (To be continued)