Zhang Peng started his great career of extracting penicillin after detoxifying and treating Xu Wanyi's injuries for the first time. However, until today, he is not sure that the penicillin in his hand is purified up to standard.
Without a microscope or modern testing equipment, Zhang Peng was very worried about the penicillin in his hands.
"Is this the life-saving medicine you are talking about? The treasure at the bottom of the box?" Xu Wanyi helped Zhang Peng sort out the cowhide infusion tubes and needles, and carefully poured half a bowl of alcohol and put it all on the tray.
"Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. There is no other way. Don't pour so much, this is alcohol!" Zhang Peng was very unhappy with Xu Wanyi's wasteful behavior.
"Tch, you look so stingy. Aren't you going to the town pharmacy to buy medicine? Why aren't you going?" Xu Wanyi glared at Zhang Peng fiercely.
"The prescription has been given to Wang Changling. He will grab the medicine. I can rest assured." Zhang Peng rolled his eyes. "Look at Mr. Xiangyin's current condition. How can you leave people? Do you expect Mr. Kaishi to take care of him?"
After saying that, Zhang Peng picked up the tray prepared by Xu Wanyi and walked into the room.
Qi is like a gossamer, which is how Mr. Xiangyin is described today. He obviously has less air coming in and more air coming out. His physical condition is extremely poor. There is no telling whether the effect of the medicine will be absorbed by the body.
It was necessary to stimulate Mr. Xiangyin's heart and blood. Fortunately, Zhang Peng prepared pills made from wild ginseng. Ginseng was hard to find in Beiting. Zhang Peng finally bought it with a lot of money from the Korean caravan.
, the high price gave him the urge to kill.
Ginseng pills are enough to kill Mr. Xiangyin, but it is not enough to activate the body's vitality.
Zhang Peng thought about it and prepared to try using silver needles to dredge his meridians, and then use his own spiritual energy to help regulate his meridians. This might be able to achieve his goal.
"He Bo's Private Seal, it's time for you to show off your skills again," Zhang Peng was never ambiguous when treating illnesses and saving people.
Skillfully holding the pulse with silver needles, skillfully inputting the true energy, skillfully guiding the true energy into the meridians, and then Zhang Peng's smiling face disappeared.
"How could it happen? The energy has disappeared?" Zhang Peng was shocked.
The next moment, he saw Mr. Xiangyin's face quickly turn purple!
Get a pulse quickly, this is not normal.
Wind evil invades and cold poison accumulates! When did this happen? Wasn't the lung fire blocked before?
Thinking about it carefully, Zhang Peng thought to himself that it was terrible, he was tricked today!
Mr. Xiangyin's body was originally filled with yin and poison, which showed no signs. It was just swimming in the body and hidden in the meridians. This looked very similar to the fire poison blocking!
In other words, Mr. Xiangyin was fed a sinister poison for a long time, and the person who poisoned him also knew that Zhang Peng would use silver needles to stretch his pulse and guide it with Lingxi Qi. Lingxi Qi belongs to water, so it will naturally attract the poisonous people to gather together.
Yin becomes cold and leads to the outbreak of cold poison!
"Damn it! Punish the Holy See!" Zhang Peng yelled, "Xu Wanyi! Come in quickly! Whether you can save Mr. Xiangyin's life or not depends entirely on you!"
Xu Wanyi came in in response, looking nervous: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Peng pulled Xu Wanyi to the bedside and spoke very quickly: "I made a mistake in diagnosis before and failed to detect the poison hidden in Mr. Xiangyin's body. Now the cold poison is attacking the heart, and I need your Lihuo Qi to resolve it. Otherwise, we would have
All the preparations were in vain!”
Xu Wanyi is also a decisive person and immediately agreed: "How much energy do you need? Where to start?"
Zhang Peng sighed and began to direct Xu Wanyi to detoxify Mr. Xiangyin...
An hour later, Wang Changling came to Mr. Xiangyin's room holding the prepared medicine.
The scene was completely different. Mr. Xiangyin was sleeping soundly with steady breathing. Although there was still murmur in the chest, it had improved.
It was the first time I saw a method of using a cowhide tube to connect a glass bottle and a syringe to directly inject the liquid in the advection bottle into the patient's body.
Wang Changling was extremely smart and felt reassured when he saw Zhang Peng carefully taking Mr. Xiangyin's pulse.
It doesn't matter whether the treatment method is strange or not. If it can save people, that's good medical skill.
"Brother Zhang Peng, sir?" Wang Changling carefully handed the medicine bowl to Zhang Peng.
"There is no danger," Zhang Peng sighed. He almost screwed up today. If it weren't for Xu Wanyi's strong internal strength, he might not have been able to dispel Mr. Xiangyin's cold poison.
After giving Mr. Xiangyin the medicine, Zhang Peng was not relieved because he detected something unusual in the black blood that Mr. Xiangyin had just coughed up.
"Young Master, does Mr. Xiangyin have any mortal enemies in his life?"
"As far as I know, no."
"That's strange," Zhang Peng closed his eyes and thought, punishing the Holy See for plotting against Old Yuan because Old Yuan had a deep hatred for them, but what does Mr. Xiangyin have to do with them? He is just an old Confucian who studies behind closed doors.
To be harmed like this?
I originally thought that the Punishment Holy See was a secluded organization with principles and bottom lines, but now it seems that I have praised them too much.
There were some unknown residues in the black blood coughed up by Mr. Xiangyin. He had seen this residue in the blood coughed up by Old Man Yuan. Although he didn't know the specific ingredients, it was definitely a powerful hallucinogen.
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"Madman! Cult! Terrorist!" Zhang Peng cursed through gritted teeth.
"Brother Zhang Peng, do you mean that Mr. Xiangyin's disaster was caused by man?" Wang Changling asked tentatively. He wanted to hear a negative answer from Zhang Peng.
Zhang Peng looked solemn: "Brother Shao Bo, there is a big crisis in Luming Town. You should protect Mr. Kaishi. The two brothers Gao Da are also with you. It is easy to come to this place, but it will be difficult to leave."
Already."
"When Mr. Xiangyin's condition improves, we will take him to Beiting together."
"Okay, cheer up, you guys will take turns keeping vigil, and you won't be able to relax for a moment."
Just as Wang Changling walked away, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside the hospital.
Zhang Peng got up and walked out of the house. Xu Wanyi was already in the courtyard.
"What was that sound just now?"
"It sounded like a roar."
Zhang Peng moved his nose slightly, and a strong aroma entered his lungs. He was shocked: "This is the aroma of kombucha! How can it be so strong?"
Xu Wanyi also smelled it, and she nodded unconsciously: "At least ten times the concentration during the day!"
A gust of cold wind blew into the house, mixed with a strong medicinal fragrance.
Zhang Peng suddenly felt something. He turned around and looked at Mr. Xiangyin's hospital bed. The hospital bed was empty, and the cowhide hose connected to the hanging bottle was torn off!
"Roar!" The next moment, a crazy roar came from the roof.
Zhang Peng suddenly raised his head and saw that Mr. Xiangyin was climbing on the roof beam with red eyes and a grin on his face.
"Oh no! What the hell is this?" Zhang Peng subconsciously pulled out his long sword.
"Kill! Kill!" Mr. Xiangyin on the roof beam was, to be precise, a walking corpse. He was bleeding from all his orifices, and his figure kept jumping around the room. He was so fast that only an afterimage remained. Finally, he was almost leaning against the side wall towards Zhang.
Peng came to kill him.
"Get out!" Although Zhang Peng didn't know what was going on, the martial arts he had practiced hard all these days were not in vain. With his true energy in his hand, he thrust out a sword and pierced Mr. Xiangyin's palm.
But Mr. Xiangyin seemed to feel no pain, and instead of retreating, he advanced forward, abandoning his bloody palm, and opened his bloody mouth with few teeth to bite Zhang Peng's neck.
Zhang Peng's eyes widened. The sword in his hand was locked, so he had to stretch out his other arm to resist.
At the critical moment, a gun shadow flew over and accurately hit Mr. Xiangyin in the chest. The huge force flew his old body away and nailed him to the wall.
"Zhang Peng, are you okay?" Xu Wanyi arrived in time.
"Who can tell me what's going on?" Zhang Peng stared blankly at Mr. Xiangyin who was nailed to the wall. His body was pierced, but he was still roaring and clawing at the wall.