Five years as county magistrate, hundreds of millions of kilograms of grain shocked Li Shimin Chapter 302: Being stabbed again, terrible medical skills
Chapter 302: Being stabbed again, terrible medical skills
No one expected that there would be another assassination at this time.
But fortunately, Fang Yuan and Sun Simiao both had Taoist masters on their carriages.
When setting off, Fang Yuan asked the Taoist masters to sit separately and asked them to drive.
At this time, they played a protective role. When neither Fang Yuan nor Sun Simiao could react, they took action to block the bow and arrow.
"Why are there assassins again?"
Du Miaoyan said with an ugly face.
She was furious and wanted to take action, but quickly stopped.
Because she thought of Sun Simiao's instructions to stop using force.
As long as Fang Yuan is not in danger, she is not willing to use force from now on, not even for a moment.
"The masters of Taoism can handle it enough."
Fang Yuan saw Du Miaoyan's thoughts and comforted him.
Since the masters of Sanqing Temple took the initiative to send out personnel to protect Sun Simiao, they must have certain strength.
If you can't stop even one assassination, then the master of Sanqing Temple will really make people speechless. Let's wait and see.
"You two stay, and we two take the initiative!"
Taoist masters make decisions.
There are four of them in total, leaving two to guard Fang Yuan and Sun Simiao's carriage.
The other two people drew their swords, jumped up, blocked the incoming bows and arrows with their swords, and rushed towards the grass at very fast speed.
"Kill!"
The two Taoist masters quickly rushed to the grass.
They shouted to stop the assassins from continuing to shoot arrows.
The assassins threw away their bows and arrows and drew their swords to kill the two.
Among them, some came to kill Fang Yuan and Sun Simiao's carriage.
"So many people were sent here?!"
Fang Yuan looked at the assassin rushing over and said with a serious expression.
After a rough calculation, there were more than twenty men in black, and they all looked quite powerful.
Fighting with the two Taoist masters in front, no one has been injured so far.
"Kill!"
The two Taoist masters who stayed behind looked at each other, jumped off the carriage, and blocked them.
However, there were too many of them. After two people jumped down, they could not stop this group of people at all. Two more people escaped and attacked Fang Yuan and Sun Simiao's carriage respectively.
"Shilang Fang, you don't have to worry about me, I have a way to protect myself!"
Sun Simiao said loudly.
He sat in front of the carriage with a cold face.
He took out a bunch of silver needles from his pocket and placed them on his legs. He took out a few needles in his hand and looked coldly at the assassin who was rushing towards him.
"Don't worry, it's not time for you to take action yourself."
Fang Yuan smiled slightly and said.
Sun Simiao was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
Among the three people brought here by Fang Yuan, only Du Miaoyan has strong martial arts, and the rest only Fang Yuan has some skills.
His two maids knew from the way they walked that neither of them knew martial arts.
Du Miaoyan should not take action again because of her own suggestions.
Could it be said that Fang Yuan took action personally?
Can’t stop it?
Just when Sun Simiao was feeling strange, Hongxu and Qingyao got out of the carriage.
The two men held long blazing guns and aimed at the two assassins who rushed over.
"Is it a fire gun?!"
The two assassins were frightened and wanted to escape.
But at that moment, both Hongxu and Qingyao pulled the switch.
There were two bangs, and the two assassins who rushed over could only use their knives to block in front of them in desperation.
But it's no use.
Both of them were covered in a pool of blood.
The bullets of the fire gun are shotguns, and a knife cannot stop them.
"Hiss!!!"
"What kind of weapon is this?!"
Sun Simiao was shocked and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
As far as he knows, there is no such powerful weapon in the world.
It's too scary. He can kill people from a distance, faster than a bow and arrow, and he can't even stop him.
"Doctor Sun, that's a firecracker."
Fang Yuan chuckled.
He brought Hongxu Qingyao with him, not just to take them on a trip.
The advent of the fire gun has allowed Hongxu and Qingyao, who have no power to restrain a chicken, to deal with first-class masters.
"Firegun?!"
"Awesome, awesome!"
Sun Simiao sighed repeatedly.
"Come on, they have guns!"
The assassins shouted and began to retreat.
"Can you escape?"
The Taoist masters said coldly.
They were all worried about Sun Simiao's safety just now.
Now that they know that Fang Yuan has a weapon that they are afraid of, they no longer worry and use all their strength.
Assassins who just want to escape are no match for Taoist masters when fighting alone, and they are even less likely to be opponents during the escape process.
As a result, several assassins were seriously injured and left behind.
"Broken!"
"Stop chasing, don't let the injured die!"
Sun Simiao suddenly exclaimed.
He quickly walked to the assassin who was shot and checked the other person's condition.
But yes, he is dead.
Then Sun Simiao checked another one.
This time, the other party was not dead yet. Sun Simiao suddenly showed joy, pulled off the other party's face scarf, and pried open the other party's mouth.
Fang Yuan and Du Miaoyan on the side all looked at Sun Simiao curiously, and at the same time they also discovered that other Taoist masters were doing the same.
I saw Sun Simiao searching and searching in the injured assassin's mouth, and finally found a pill.
Among them, several assassins were forced to take poison out of their mouths, and several assassins committed suicide by taking poison.
"These are all dead soldiers. If the assassination fails, they will commit suicide. They can't even ask anything they want to ask."
Sun Simiao wiped his hands and said.
He suddenly remembered the two assassins at Sanqing Temple.
If you fail to commit suicide, you will take poison and commit suicide, which will make you unable to ask anything.
It's okay now. The person who was hit by the bullet just passed out and is not dead yet.
Among the four Taoist masters, two assassins survived, and a total of three assassins survived.
"He's a dead soldier again!"
"Who is so generous?"
Fang Yuan and Du Miaoyan were both a little shocked.
Every dead soldier is very rare.
First, two dead men from Sanqing Temple assassinated Sun Simiao, and now more than 20 dead men assassinated him.
With so many dead soldiers, how much manpower, material resources and time will be spent?
"Except for the one you doubt, who else has such great ability?"
Sun Simiao chuckled.
Fang Yuan and Du Miaoyan looked at each other and thought it was possible.
However, the number has not yet been determined, so Fang Yuan and Du Miaoyan did not make any guesses.
Sun Simiao asked Taoist masters to escort the other two assassins who were still alive.
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"No need to ask, it's just a waste of time."
"Since you already know that we are dead soldiers, you know that we will not say anything."
The two assassins who were controlled and free said.
Even before Sun Simiao asked, they were already ready to die.
"Do you know who I am?"
Sun Simiao smiled and said.
"Sun Simiao, King of Medicine."
"I wonder what else we should kill?"
One of the assassins sneered.
"It's good to know."
"I want to tell you something today. Medical skills can not only save people, but also kill people."
"It will be a bit bloody later, so I suggest Mrs. Fang and the two young ladies not to watch it."
Sun Simiao's face showed a raging smile.
He took out a box and the acupuncture from his arms and placed it on the ground.
"Then let's go together."
Du Miaoyan glanced at Fang Yuan, saw Fang Yuan nodded, and she and Hongxu Qingyao got into a carriage.
"Hold on to both of them."
"If you feel bloody later, just close your eyes."
Sun Simiao opened the box.
There are several exquisite tools placed inside.
Fang Yuan looked at it, feeling like he was seeing a scalpel.
They are quite similar. There are as many as nine tools, and each one is different.
"Don't move, I'll give you a few acupuncture needles."
Sun Simiao smiled at an assassin.
"Don't waste your time, I won't say anything."
The assassin said calmly.
"You misunderstood, I didn't let you recruit."
"I want you to use this move on the opposite side."
Sun Simiao said calmly.
"I advise you not to do useless work, I won't do it either."
The assassin on the opposite side was a little surprised, but said firmly.
Fang Yuan and several Taoist masters were very curious. They didn't know why Sun Simiao tortured this assassin, but told another one to confess.
"Remember to close your eyes if you feel bloody, but you have to hold on tight."
Sun Simiao knelt down and spoke to the two Taoist masters beside him again.
"Doctor Sun, don't worry."
The two Taoist masters said disapprovingly.
Those who practice martial arts have seen a lot of bloody things.
How much bloodshed could Sun Simiao cause if he didn't become a doctor?
Fang Yuan thought the same thing, standing aside and watching curiously.
"Hua Tuo once had a craniotomy, but unfortunately there are no detailed records."
"I will try it today to see what kind of structure is inside the human head."
Sun Simiao suddenly said seriously.
When Fang Yuan heard this, he was a little stunned, and then thought to himself that it wouldn't be possible.
Sun Simiao took out a sharp knife with his right hand and fumbled with the assassin's head with his left hand.
Then he held the knife in his right hand and drew two knives under the opponent's head in a cross structure.
In the blink of an eye, blood flowed from the assassin's head and wet his head.
But the assassin seemed not to feel the pain and was still the same as before.
At this moment, Fang Yuan was surprised, and the four Taoist masters and another assassin were also surprised.
"I gave him an injection to stop the pain in certain places."
Sun Simiao said calmly.
He handed the knife in his hand to Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan subconsciously took it and became even more curious about Sun Simiao's next move.
I saw Sun Simiao shaking his sleeves and tearing hard at the cross edge on the top of the assassin's head.
The skin of the assassin's head was peeled off, and the bloody half of the head was revealed in front of everyone.
Damn it!
Fang Yuan couldn't help but complain from the bottom of his heart.
This sudden and terrifying scene is really bloody.
The Taoist masters and another assassin were also shocked, and their faces instantly turned pale.
"What's wrong?"
The assassin who was scalped felt something was wrong.
He spoke in a panic and felt a little itchy.
I wanted to touch it with my hands, but my body was controlled by two Taoist masters.
Fang Yuan and others watched this scene, and the fear in their hearts became a little more intense.
My skin has been peeled off, and I don’t even know the pain. It’s terrible.
"The next step is the highlight."
"Don't use too much force when opening the skull, otherwise the structure inside may be damaged."
Sun Simiao murmured.
He took out a small chisel and a small hammer from his tool box.
After using a small chisel to carve a small square on the assassin's Tianling Cap, he began to hammer it with a small hammer.
"You, what are you doing?"
"What on earth are you doing?"
The tortured assassin began to panic.
He didn't know what happened, but he knew something terrible had happened.
He also felt that his head was hit, but he felt no pain, but his companions across from him were full of panic.
"Don't move, I'm just making a hole in your head."
Sun Simiao said softly.
Not only did he prevent the assassin from feeling pain, he also prevented him from moving above his head.
Acupuncture is so magical. The more you understand, the more powerful you will feel.
After a few movements, the passive assassin's head suddenly made a banging sound, and a bone actually dented.
"Success!"
"Sure enough, the records of our predecessors are correct. Tianling Gai is the most vulnerable place."
Sun Simiao was overjoyed.
He gently took out the skull.
This bone was as big as a fist, and he just threw it on the ground.
"This, this, this"
The tortured assassin's face was full of panic.
He felt no pain, but fear swept through his body.
Before I knew it, someone had made a hole in my head.
"Are you the devil?!"
The assassin on the other side trembled.
It is said that doctors save lives and heal the wounded, but Sun Simiao in front of him is torture.
"It's indeed white."
"Human thinking should come from this thing, right?"
"It looks very strange. I really wonder how it was formed."
Sun Simiao did not answer the two of them.
He carefully observed the shape of the brain.
He also took out gauze and carefully cleaned the blood to prevent it from flowing into his skull.
"Shilang Fang, knife."
After observing carefully, Sun Simiao reached out to Fang Yuan for the knife.
The knife just now was given to Fang Yuan, and now he is going to make a terrible move.
"Doctor Sun, are you a little cruel?"
Fang Yuan couldn't help but say.
But the knife was still handed over to the other party.
"Every major medical breakthrough requires the sacrifice of some people."
"This assassin can provide me with research, so he deserves to die."
Sun Simiao said calmly.
He was fully focused on the assassin.
After taking the knife from Fang Yuan, he made a cut on the brain.
This knife brought out part of the brain, which was as white as snow, like tofu.
"It's whiter than tofu, feels smooth, and tastes a little fishy."
Sun Simiao observed carefully.
He also put it to his nose and smelled it carefully.
It seemed that he wanted to have a taste, but in the end he held back.
"What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me."
The tortured assassin suddenly became incoherent.
Not only did his eyes become blurry and expressionless, but his mouth also began to drool.
The assassin on the opposite side looked at him and couldn't help but spit, feeling chilled all over.
"It turns out that some people are so stupid that they hurt their brains."
"This location is so special, is there any way to cure it?"
"After heavy blows, is there congestion? Can the congestion be cleared?"
Sun Simiao murmured.
He suddenly hit the assassin's head hard.
But on the side of the open head, a piece of white brain suddenly spurted out.
The tortured assassin's eyes turned white and he passed out, but he was still breathing.
"Misstep!"
"I forgot to open my head."
Sun Simiao was stunned for a moment, then sighed.
He paused for a moment, then looked at the other assassin and smiled.
The assassin immediately shuddered, feeling that Sun Simiao's smile was like a devil's smile.
He thought he was not afraid of torture, but the condition of his companions across from him frightened him.