Chapter 192 The power of blood-activating art (3 updates, 1980)
"I go!"
A student immediately ran away.
The guards saw more and more students surrounding Sun Mo. They could no longer take the master away, and they were very angry. However, they were not polite. Although they stopped talking, they surrounded Sun Mo. If something happened to the master, they would kill him first.
about you.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
Sweat began to ooze from Zheng Qingfang's head, and it vaporized instantly, and then the white air turned into blood-colored steam and floated around.
"What's this?"
The guard's scalp is numb. Do you want to stop this guy?
The guards couldn't help but be nervous. If the master died here, the seven guards would have no choice but to die as apology.
"Don't worry, this old man won't die."
There was a senior student with relatively high emotional intelligence. When he saw the guards being nervous, he quickly explained to them to prevent them from doing something irreversible.
"Our teacher's ancient dragon-capturing hand is known as the 'Hand of God'. As long as he takes action, this old man will not be able to die even if he wants to."
"That's right, just wait quietly!"
"This old man has such a good life. If he hadn't met Teacher Sun, he would have died in all likelihood."
The students murmured, and then they were immersed in Sun Mo's gorgeous techniques.
"Hand of God? What the hell?"
The seven guards looked confused, but it sounded awesome.
No, he looked awesome. Sun Mo's hands were like butterflies flying among the flowers, pressing on the master's head. Sometimes they were light, sometimes they were agile, and they were full of pleasing beauty.
"Boss, judging from the attitude of these students, they seem to respect this teacher very much. Maybe he can be saved!"
A guard comforts.
"hehe!"
The leader of the guard smiled bitterly, "The master's disease has nothing to do with the national miracle doctors. You tell me that this guy with no hair on his mouth can cure it? Are you afraid that you have lost your mind?"
But at this time, he didn't dare to talk nonsense. Hey, let's take it one step at a time!
Because there were a lot of people around here, the passing students ran over curiously to watch the fun. When they found out it was Sun Mo, they stopped leaving immediately, with expressions on their faces as if they had found a treasure.
Being able to see Sun Mo display the Hand of God is a visual enjoyment even if you just take a look!
Sun Mo was so busy that he was sweating profusely. His Divine Insight Technique was also activated. Unfortunately, he could only see Zheng Qingfang's basic data and could not see the internal structure of his brain.
Fortunately, Sun Mo was able to distinguish the location of the bleeding without looking at the sharp ancient massage technique, combined with the muscle strengthening technique and the collateral dredging technique.
These three techniques were used to seal the blood vessels in Zheng Qingfang's brain to prevent blood from gushing out. Then, through the blood-activating technique, he began to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, evaporating and removing the congestion.
"Mr. Zheng?"
An Anhui rushed over in a hurry. When she saw it was Zheng Qingfang, her scalp went numb. Why did it happen that it was this big boss?
"Go to Guirentang quickly and ask Doctor Lu to come over."
An Anhui ordered people, and then squatted next to her to check Zheng Qingfang's pulse. She didn't have any medical skills, but she still knew some basic common sense about pulse detection and first aid.
"Ahem!"
Zheng Qingfang, who was in a coma, suddenly coughed violently, and red blood spurted out from his nostrils, staining his chest and clothes red.
"master!"
The seven guards were scared to death. It looked so scary, but then they looked happy because the master actually woke up.
"Master, you are sick. I originally planned to send you to the hospital immediately, but Teacher Sun stopped me. He said he could save you."
The guard was not trying to shirk responsibility, but was explaining so that the master would not think that it was his fault in guarding.
"Don't talk, be quiet, I can control your condition."
Sun Mo warned that at this time, even if it couldn't be cured, Zheng Qingfang must be stabilized first, otherwise his emotions would cause his blood vessels to collapse again, and he would really be dead.
Because Zheng Qingfang had calmed down a little, Sun Mo finally had time to help him change into a comfortable position, and then fully activated the blood-activating technique.
Zheng Qingfang closed his eyes comfortably. In the past, his head had always been dizzy, as if it was full of things, but now, he feels refreshed.
I haven’t experienced this feeling for five or six years!
Zheng Qingfang's eyes fell on Sun Mo. His face was solemn. His hands were flying, falling on his body, pressing or pressing. Every touch made people want to scream.
An Xinhui was relieved, Mr. Zheng's condition was obviously improving.
Twenty minutes later, Sun Mo stopped and sat down on the ground tiredly, breathing heavily.
"Sun Mo!"
When the nearby students were about to help him, An Xinhui had already rushed over, took out a handkerchief, and helped him wipe the sweat from his face.
Seeing Sun Mo's pale face, obviously having consumed too much spiritual energy, An Xinhui suddenly felt distressed.
"My little friend, it's all thanks to you this time."
Zheng Qingfang saw that Sun Mo's azure teacher's robe was soaked with sweat and could squeeze out water. His eyes were full of apology and gratitude.
"Uncle Zheng, stop talking, you need to rest."
Sun Mo warned.
"Uncle Zheng?"
An Anhui was shocked. Sun Mo was her childhood sweetheart, so she knew that Sun Mo was definitely not Zheng Qingfang's nephew.
Later, she began to wonder how Sun Mo and Zheng Qingfang met, and it seemed that the relationship between the two was very familiar.
Even though Zheng Qingfang has retired from official service and returned home, he was once a very popular minister and had stood in the court for more than thirty years. His connections have been deeply rooted. If he says a word now, the entire Jinling City will tremble.
"Haha, I know this disease. I may die at some point."
Zheng Qingfang has an open mind and will die if he deserves it. There is no need to be cautious in order to survive for one more day: "But you didn't expect that there is such a way to save people?"
Ding!
The favorability from Zheng Qingfang is 100, friendly.
"This is not a way to save people, it just happens to be the right one."
Sun Mo could only say that Zheng Qingfang was very lucky. Fortunately, it was a cerebral hemorrhage. If it had been other symptoms, he would have been worried.
"Grandpa, our teacher Sun is known as the 'Hand of God'. You are his uncle, but you don't know?"
It was the student with high emotional intelligence who gave Sun Mo a compliment.
An Anhui glanced at it vaguely and wrote down the student's appearance. "Very good. I'll give you some extra credits."
"hand of God?"
Zheng Qingfang was shocked. He looked at the students around him and found that they all looked like you are lucky. He understood that he had saved his life this time thanks to Sun Mo.
"Don't listen to their nonsense. It's just a massage method."
Sun Mo is humble.
An Xinhui glared at Sun Mo without any trace. In front of such a big boss, why are you so modest? Only by letting him know your value can you get his support.
Not to mention anything else, with a big official like Zheng Qingfang backing him up, even ten more Zhou Yuanzhi would not dare to take revenge on Sun Mo.
If he suffered a loss, he would have to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his mouth.
"You don't have to be modest. I can feel it in my body. Your treatment is better than any treatment I have received before."
Zheng Qingfang's eyes flickered, then he was a little expectant and a little worried: "Can my disease be cured?"
Before Sun Mo could answer, several teachers from the school who knew medical skills arrived. Not long after, Dr. Lu, the head of Guirentang, also arrived.
Then there is an inspection.
"Doctor Lu, how is our master's condition?"
the guard leader asked.
"It's better than ever. May I ask which doctor treated me?"
Dr. Lu asked curiously.
Zheng Qingfang's disease is difficult to cure. All the famous doctors in Jinling City have diagnosed it, and Dr. Lu is no exception. So now that he sees Zheng Qingfang's excellent physical condition, he can't help but be amazed.
"This...this is really an amazing skill!"
Seeing that even Divine Doctor Lu praised Sun Mo so highly, everyone couldn't help but look at Sun Mo with shock.
It turns out that Teacher Sun’s divine hand is even more powerful than we expected.”
Then, Sun Mo's eyes were filled with favorable impressions.
Ding!
"Congratulations, you have gained a total of 420 favorability points."
Plop!
The leader of the guard knelt down and banged his head twice: "Thank you, Teacher Sun, for saving my master. If I was offended just now, please forgive me."
After speaking, the leader kowtowed three more times.
The other guards also knelt down and kowtowed.
"Everyone, please stand up. You are also eager to protect the Lord. I understand."
Sun Mo was not angry at all.
"Haha, little friend, your reputation in Zhongzhou Academy is so great!"
Seeing the admiring eyes of the students around him looking at Sun Mo, Zheng Qingfang laughed to himself, he really looked down on them.
What happened to me who just became a full-time teacher from a trainee? Talented people are so unreasonable! I used to think that he was a famous painter, but now it seems that he was just a hobby.
Ding!
Favorability from Zheng Qingfang is 50, friendly.
"Teacher, I would like to ask, how did you treat Mr. Zheng?"
Dr. Lu really wanted to know, but he also understood that it was too abrupt to ask, so he added: "I am Lu Zhaoyuan, the owner and owner of Guiren Hall. If you need anything in the future, just give me your instructions."
Tsk!
Hearing this, several of the teachers who were watching couldn't help but look envious. Guirentang is a thousand-year-old shop, not only in Jinling, it is very famous in Jiangnan. Sun Mo has such a miracle doctor friend.
Lost half his life.
"Divine Doctor Lu, Teacher Sun has consumed a lot of spiritual energy in order to treat Mr. Zheng. He is too tired. How about you find time to sit down and discuss it in detail after he has rested?"
An Xinhui helped.
"That's fine!"
Doctor Lu nodded: "I'll be the host another day, and I hope Teacher Sun will honor you."
Ding!
The favorability degree from Lu Zhaoyuan is 30, neutral.
"Uncle Zheng, please go back and rest first. Try not to get out of bed and move around in the past few days. Regarding your body, I will personally visit you in two days to tell you some precautions. By the way, I will use the ancient dragon-capturing hand to give you a massage.
Although it cannot cure the disease, it can relieve your pain.”
Sun Mo warned.
"Okay, I'll trouble you little friend."
Zheng Qingfang is a sweet-tempered person and appreciates Sun Mo. Even if he is grateful, he will not express it outright but keep it in his heart.
Anyway, he remembered this huge favor and will never forget it in his life.
As Zheng Qingfang was carried away in a sedan chair by the guards, the crowd of onlookers dispersed.
"Thank you for your hard work, little Momo!"
An Xinhui smiled, and the sunlight filtered through the shade of the trees and shone on Sun Mo's body, making him look tall and handsome. His appearance alone would attract many little girls.
"oh!"
Sun Mo responded casually, but his attention was focused on the system prompts.