Yuan Zheng was a child with congenital dementia. He was abandoned outside an orphanage since he was a child. He barely learned to walk when he was seven years old. He babbling all day long, eating, drinking, urinating, and sleeping like a baby.
However, he has a special pair of eyes.
Those eyes seemed to have magical powers, making people unable to look away and making them feel good in their hearts. Therefore, the staff of the orphanage did not dislike him, but took good care of him.
When he was eight years old, a magician known as "Yuan Banxian" walked into the orphanage and insisted that there was someone in the orphanage who was destined for him, but in the end he chose the stupid Yuan Zheng.
Yuan Banxian adopted Yuan Zheng, retained his original surname of "Yuan", and gave him the name "Zheng".
What is the meaning of the word "fight"? If you don't fight, no one in the world can fight with you.
Eight-year-old Yuan Zheng knew nothing about any external objects. He just babbling and toddling around instinctively. He hummed along with Yuan Banxian's chanting, and he also made gestures when Banxian practiced boxing. Perhaps this Yuan Banxian really has a "
I don't know what method he used to open up his spiritual wisdom, and his eyes became exceptionally clear, pure, and profound.
Summer and winter came and went, and in a blink of an eye, it was his sixteenth birthday, which was also the Lantern Festival. Yuan Banxian simply celebrated his birthday and said that he would find a career as a pet doctor, so he went down the mountain all night despite the heavy snow.
Yuan Zheng also carried his casual clothes and respectfully sent him outside the small town at the foot of the mountain.
The town was decorated with lights, fireworks filled the sky, and the explosions of fireworks were deafening. Yuan Zheng watched Yuan Banxian's back disappear before turning back home. After walking back the same way for about twenty minutes, he glanced at the bottom of the road from the corner of his eye, and saw a faint black shadow.
film.
car?!
Yuan Zheng subconsciously used his eyes to look, and his originally clear eyes were also covered with a layer of splendor. He also clearly saw the scene under the highway. It was indeed a car that had overturned. Seeing this, he immediately turned to the highway.
Running down below, Yuan Banxian kept muttering that saving one life was better than building a seven-level pagoda. Although he still didn't quite understand it, he also knew that he should save people first.
But why didn't I hear the sound of the car rolling over? Could it be that I was standing near the town just now and the sound of fireworks obscured my hearing?
Probably so.
Yuan Zheng can only analyze this. Even though he is sixteen years old, he has only learned knowledge for seven or eight years. It is not bad to think of it.
In the ditch under the highway, a black car was lying on its four wheels; the air was filled with the strong smell of gasoline, and there was a faint sound of sparks; gasoline, sparks, this made Yuan Zheng unable to help but
One word comes to mind, explosion!
Grandmaster’s blessing, please don’t explode!
Yuan Zheng murmured in his heart, lying in front of the car window and looking inside the car, he could vaguely see a figure lying opposite.
How to save people?
Yuan Zheng pinched his earlobe and thought for a while, then tried to pull the car door, but there was a burst of sparks. Seeing that the car was about to explode, Yuan Zheng didn't care anymore. He took a step back and took a deep breath.
He raised his foot and kicked it out suddenly.
"Bang——" The sole of his foot kicked on the car door, and the black door suddenly dented inward, wrinkled, deformed, and then opened a gap with a click.
"Zizi——" A few sparks couldn't help but pop out of the car.
"Ouch." Yuan Zheng picked up his right foot and rubbed it, thinking that his skills were still not good enough, and it hurt so much to kick the car door. When his right foot hurt, he switched to his left foot, stepped down with both feet, and the entire car door had been completely kicked open.
Yuan Zheng pulled out the deformed car door and threw it aside. As soon as he climbed into the car, he smelled two strong smells, one was fragrance and the other was blood.
Yuan Zheng tried his best to lift the unconscious driver out, and immediately ran away; after running about twenty meters, he heard a roar and fire rising into the sky, and a surging air wave was about to fall.
Bai Xue suddenly pushed away, knocking Yuan Zheng staggering and almost throwing the driver out of his arms.
"It's so scary!" Yuan Zheng took a long breath and realized that the body in his arms was very light, soft and fragrant. Looking at the hair, it seemed that it was a woman. Seeing this, Yuan Zheng almost threw the female driver out of his arms again.
Don’t give or take without kissing!
However, he thought of what Yuan Banxian said about a doctor's parental heart, and ran straight to the Taoist temple with her in his arms. Speaking of which, going to the town hospital was undoubtedly the best choice at this time, but he had no such concept in his mind. Maybe he was in a hurry.
In order to save people, the journey that originally took forty minutes took Yuan Zheng only fifteen minutes to carry one person.
After spreading the mattress and placing her on it, he lit a candle and did a rough inspection. He found that she had broken both legs and her left arm. Fortunately, her right arm was intact. Simple bone setting was not a problem for Yuan Zheng. What he was most afraid of was because
Collisions cause damage to internal organs, and internal injuries are the most difficult to treat.
"First ask her if she feels any internal injuries." Yuan Zheng quickly took out a tube of silver needles and a bottle of medical alcohol. They were said to be silver needles, but they were actually stainless steel acupuncture needles. How many did Yuan Laodao have?
It's a silver needle, but it's a prop used to fool people.
Pour a basin of hot water, wring out the wet towel and give it to her to wipe the blood on her face. As the blood was wiped away, it was discovered that she had round cheeks, a plump and smooth forehead, and a slightly white chin.
Some of the hair is pointed; perhaps due to the pain, the carefully trimmed eyebrows are tightly knitted together, the eyes are closed tightly, causing a few wrinkles to appear at the corners of the eyes, and the straight nose is also tightly wrinkled.
Under Qiong's nose, a pair of bright red and attractive cherry lips opened slightly, faintly revealing a row of white teeth like broken jade. Between the lips and teeth, and between the breath and breath, there was a hint of fragrant and hot breath, typical red lips and white teeth, and a fragrant mouth.
"What a beautiful sister!" Yuan Zheng admired sincerely, but he couldn't tell her actual age. She looked more mature than the energetic girl, but she also looked very young; however, she was frowning at the moment.
But she looked delicate and weak, which made me pity her.
Seeing her painful appearance, Yuan Zheng immediately sterilized the silver needle with alcohol, skillfully inserted it into a certain acupuncture point of hers, used his mental skills to inject the inner energy under the needle, slightly twisted the needle tail a few times and released his right hand.
The first injection was only to seal the acupoint and relieve pain. At the same time as Yuan Zheng let go, the female driver’s frowning eyebrows also relaxed a little, which was the most direct manifestation of pain relief.
For the second injection, Yuan Zheng took the female driver's Shenting point and inserted it. He also injected internal energy into the needle, twisting it while paying attention to her reaction; but he saw that her beautiful eyebrows were frowning, her white teeth were clenched, and her cheeks were more...
A layer of fragrant sweat overflowed, as if he was experiencing something terrible.
At the same time, a group of pictures flashed through the female driver's mind: self-driving during the Spring Festival... mountaineering and skiing during the Lantern Festival... driving back to the hotel at night... driving on a steep slope on the road... the brakes suddenly failed...
Rollover...
"Ah——" A sharp, frightened cry came from the female driver's mouth. She opened her eyes and instinctively wanted to sit up, but found that except for the movement of her neck, she had no feeling in her whole body.
Yuan Zheng casually pulled out the needle and said with a smile, "Sister, are you awake?"
Who is speaking?
The female driver shook her head and looked carefully, only to see a boy wearing strange clothes. The clothes looked very much like the Taoist robes on TV. However, his cyan Taoist robes had been washed and turned white, and they were even patched.
He is very simple and frugal in life.
A little Taoist priest?
The female driver was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously focused her attention on his face. She saw a bright smile on his face. That smile was as warm as the warm sun in March, and it warmed her heart at the first sight; this made her
Their impression of him immediately changed from a young Taoist priest to a sunny, handsome young lady.
However, the next second she realized that the most attractive thing on his face was not the bright smile, but the pure eyes!
Those eyes were clear and pure without any impurities, as deep and charming as autumn water. She unconsciously wanted to look at them a few more times as soon as she looked at them, as if there was something in them that attracted her; and she also read from those eyes.
A caring, very pure care without any impurities.
Thinking about the image of the overturned car in his mind, and then looking at the environment in the room, the female driver opened her seductive red lips and said in a soft tone, "Did you save me?"
Her Mandarin was very standard, her voice was soft and soft, and her tone was slow and soft. This was the first time Yuan Zheng heard such a nice voice. He instinctively felt that her accent was a little different from his own, but he didn't think about it carefully.
The first person said, "Yeah!"
"Thank you!" The female driver smiled, as bright and beautiful as a flower in bloom.
This was the first time that Yuan Zheng saw such a beautiful smile. He felt as if he had fallen into the spring season. The warm spring breeze came with the alluring fragrance. He couldn't help but stare at it; he thought of 'indecent assault'.
Don't look at these words, he immediately closed his eyes, blushed with shame, and said weakly, "Sister, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"
Is he shy?
The female driver was stunned for a moment, then felt carefully and said, "I can't feel anything below my neck. Could it be that I fell to a high position and became a paraplegic?"
Yuan Zheng pinched his earlobe and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know what high paraplegia is. You only broke both legs and left arm. I was afraid that your erratic movements would cause dislocation of muscles and bones, so I sealed them with needles."
Your acupuncture points. Take a deep breath and hold your breath to see what you feel."
The female driver could not help but sigh in relief when she heard that it was not a high-level paraplegia; as for the words "the acupuncture points were sealed with needles", she automatically ignored them.
According to Yuan Zheng's method, the female driver just took a breath and held her breath when she felt a stinging pain in her left rib, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously exhaled, "Left rib, it hurts."
Left rib?
Yuan Zheng lightly touched her left rib through her coat. The female driver couldn't help but groaned, "It hurts! Don't touch it!"
"Sister, your ribs are broken."
Broken ribs?
The female driver was a little anxious. She looked at Yuan Zheng and said, "Little Taoist Priest, can you treat this injury?"
"It can be cured. But I am not a Taoist priest, and neither is my master."
Why do you wear Taoist robes if you are not a Taoist priest?
Although the female driver was confused, she had no time to think about it. She slowly took a deep breath and asked in a soft tone, "Excuse me, what is your name?"
"Yuan Zheng." Yuan Zheng said without thinking, "Tukouyi Yuan, the battle of war."
Yuan Zheng?
The female driver silently recited the names on both sides in her mind, and found them quite catchy. She forced out a smile and said, "My name is Liu Xiangyuan. Willow from the willow tree, fragrance from the fragrance, Yuan Zheng from the socialite. Please help me treat it, Yuan Zheng."
Is it okay to simply take care of the injury, and I will pay your consultation fees."
"I don't want money." Yuan Zheng shook his head and said, "Master said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. But..."
When Yuan Zheng said he didn't want money, Liu Xiangyuan didn't think so. Seeing that he was scrupulous, she couldn't help but subconsciously asked, "But what?"
Yuan Zheng pinched his earlobe, blushed and said weakly, "To treat your injury, I have to take off your clothes first."
