Jiang Su naturally noticed that there were three more people eating melons not far away, and raised his eyes.
"..."
What do the four of them mean?
Waner Song's round stool, the young senior sister's wooden chair with a backrest, and Zhang Yunsheng also brought a short couch??? Why didn't she just bring a bed?
Liu Yunqing didn't prepare anything and didn't bring anything with him, right? He was very good at swordsmanship.
Jiang Su obediently kept her eyes on the little senior sister's face, and the two looked at each other. She felt that she and the young senior sister were now the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl separated by a galaxy. She seemed to rush up to wrap up the young senior sister Xiangxiang and cry out about today's events.
experience.
Wuwuwu, little senior sister, the sect competition is not serious.
The girl in green clothes curled her lips, smiling sweetly and sweetly. The female cultivator in white clothes also raised the corners of her mouth slightly, gesturing with her chin.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Su turned his head.
She didn't look at any of the remaining three, and continued the diagnosis and treatment of her fifth patient in a businesslike manner.
"..."
Zhang Yunsheng, who also had the corners of his mouth raised, thought Jiang Su was smiling at him because he was so close to Dong Yiyi, and his heart was filled with joy, just like an old mother who was especially cared for by her children.
She and Dong Yiyi nodded almost at the same time, signaling Jiang Su to continue busy and not to worry about herself.
Zhang Yunsheng turned his head and glanced at Liu Yunqing again, with a hint of hatred in his eyes. "Look, it's not going to work anymore, you, the female goose won't look at you, but you still look at me~ Only senior sister is good in the world~ Senior brother is like a piece of grass
~"
Liu Yunqing was completely unaware of Jiang Su's negligence towards her, and he did not even correctly interpret Zhang Yunsheng's meaningful look when she looked at him. Instead, he thought she was teasing him, so the tips of his ears turned red.
He coughed lightly with a serious face and said coldly in a low voice: "Zhang Yunsheng, don't go too far."
Zhang Yunsheng: "???"
What's wrong with me? I didn't tease him? I was clearly hinting that he wanted to have a good relationship with our plain female goose?
Zhang Yunsheng saw the man's red ears and felt a little itchy in his heart. After all, her relationship with Liu Yunqing... was different from the previous relationship.
Jiang Su calmed down and straightened her back. She wanted to leave a good impression on the young senior sister!
The girl in green had a restrained expression, her almond-shaped eyes widened and she looked very proud.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Su gathered his spiritual energy behind his eyes and asked while checking the man's meridians and blood.
The fifth patient is a male monk. He wears a rag robe and a beautiful sword scabbard. You can tell at a glance that he is a swordsman who treats his sword as his wife.
When Jiang Su used her spiritual vision to examine this person, she also discovered the problem. There was indeed something wrong with this person's body, and it was extremely obvious.
His bloodline is blocked!
There was excessive blood bruising all over his body, and the green light represented by his spiritual power was almost covered up with purple.
"What's going on? The monk has spiritual power in his body, which will naturally assist the normal movement of qi, blood and body fluids. How come there is stagnant blood and slow and difficult pulse?" Jiang Su whispered in a low voice, frowning.
As the saying goes, when an old Chinese doctor frowns, the patient will tremble three times.
This swordsman was extremely sensitive to Jiang Su's facial expressions. He already knew that he was seriously ill, and if he were a mortal, he would have died from it long ago.
When the sword cultivator saw that Jiang Su didn't speak, he was worried that she was just a little girl who was too embarrassed to tell the truth about his condition, so he simply spoke first: "I know my illness in my heart, and now I come to Shifangmen from the Eastern Region just to
Try to see if you have a chance to be saved by the medical immortal."
"Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the foot of the Shifang Gate of the Southern Territory, I heard that the Yixianjiang River was traveling around the world, leaving a single daughter to guard the mountain."
"Daughter of the Medical Immortal, I have long admired my great name. My fate is up to God. You don't have to worry about it."
This sword cultivator must have been suffering from this disease for a long time, and his energy and blood could not be supplied to his body normally, which made him look extremely weak and lacked the toughness of the sword.
But his words were all about comforting Jiang Su. He was telling the little doctor in front of him, don't be sad because you can't cure me. You are still a child, and no one will force a child to take responsibility for his own death.
.
Jiang Su understood what this person meant and just smiled. There was a deep meaning in it, but the person mistakenly thought that she was feeling ashamed.
He comforted me again: "It's fate, it doesn't matter. Just see how many lives I have left."
"I am currently in the late stage of the Golden Elixir. I practice hard on my daily life and my cultivation is sufficient. However, luck and destiny are not enough."
His voice was low and hoarse, his throat filled with autumn leaves, and the word melancholy was written in every piece.
Jiang Su thought that this man was not a human being, he was more like the half-dead and half-alive dieffenbachia tree in his yard, with most of its branches falling off and struggling to sprout buds amidst the decay and ashes.
The girl in green clothes couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud: "Pfft-hahahahahahahahaha."
It's so annoying to be surrounded by this sad atmosphere. She doesn't like it.
"It's so interesting..." the girl sighed softly.
When the sword cultivator heard this, his face was filled with sadness. What did he say? Why did the little medical cultivator suddenly laugh? He was going to die. What was so funny about this?
"Stop thinking about it." A cold female voice suddenly interrupted his chaotic thoughts.
When he raised his eyes again, the young medical practitioner looked at him with an extremely firm look and affirmed: "You can't die."
Her expression is scary...
The dark green color under his eyes was accompanied by sinister thoughts and calculations. The sword cultivator had seen this expression before, but he didn't understand what it meant when it appeared on a medical cultivator.
"What did you say?" he choked.
Jiang Su was in a good mood at this time. After being diagnosed with a disease for so long, he could be considered a normal person. Not a normal body, but a normal patient.
"I said you can't die. The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, so I, Jiang Su, can keep you until the fifth watch."
The girl's decisive voice was particularly clear in the silence. The four people onlookers heard what their "Zai Zai" said, and stared at her with eyes wide open.
They were just surprised by Jiang Su's different self-confidence from before, but they had no doubt about her ability.
Who is this? The daughter of the Medical Fairy! The only inheritor of the Medical Fairy in the world! She is qualified to say this!
"Your disease is due to blood stasis and stagnation. According to common sense, a monk opens his spiritual orifices, and his spiritual power passes through the two meridians of Ren and Du, and then spreads to the limbs and bones."
"But as a monk, the qi, blood, and body fluids in your body move extremely slowly, causing blood stasis to accumulate all over your body."
As he said that, Jiang Su rolled up the man's tattered sleeves. Sure enough, in the next second, large purple bruises covered the man's fair arms.
"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." Jiang Su ordered.
The sword cultivator was stunned by Jiang Su's confidence. What happened was unexpected. He subconsciously followed the little medical cultivator's words and stuck out his tongue.
Jiang Su tilted his head slightly. The surface of this man's tongue was covered with tiny purple petechiae, especially the middle part of the tongue that represented the spleen and stomach.
From this, she could immediately conclude that this person did not want to eat!
Monks have the habit of fasting, and often only monks who have an endless appetite will make special use of the spiritual food of eating as heaven.
The reason why the powerful person who lives in seclusion has a high level of cultivation is because he has experienced the world of mortals and can control his seven emotions and six desires by himself, so he will not be aware of hunger.
