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Chapter 1: Inheritance of the Medical Saint
Summer, small mountain village.
"Yang Ergou, damn you, if you dare to touch Qianqian, I will destroy you!" When Zhang Xiaotian woke up, he couldn't help but become angry.
Thinking of the village bully Yang Ergou, Zhang Xiaotian gritted his teeth with hatred.
Last night, he came back from working in the city and planned to give money to his childhood sweetheart Fang Qianqian so that she could study in the city.
Speaking of this, I have to talk about Fang Qianqian.
Fang Qianqian's parents died early and she was raised by her second uncle. Now that Fang Qianqian wanted to study in the city, her second uncle refused to pay. Therefore, Zhang Xiaotian went to work in the town for two months and earned 3,000 yuan.
I plan to give the money to Fang Qingqing to study.
When Fang Qianqian saw Zhang Xiaotian going to work in the town to earn money for her to study, she was very moved and felt that she had nothing to give to Zhang Xiaotian, so she was ready to give herself to him for the first time.
Of course Zhang Xiaotian didn't want to blaspheme his childhood sweetheart Fang Qianqian, but the pervert Yang Ergou, the village bully, did.
When the village bully Yang Ergou saw this scene, he rushed forward and wanted to blaspheme Fang Qianqian. Of course he tried his best.
In the end, with Zhang Xiaotian's desperate efforts, Yang Ergou's younger brother was almost killed and was scared away. He was also thrown onto a rock, causing a bloody head injury, and the blood stained the rock red.
However, what no one knew was that the stone shone with golden light and eventually disappeared.
Finally, Zhang Xiaotian got up and sent Fang Qianqian home. She also said that she would not have a boyfriend for two years and hoped that he could give her the life she wanted.
Zhang Xiaotian understood that Fang Qianqian had always wanted to leave the countryside and live in the city, which he could not provide.
However, these are all things last night.
When Zhang Xiaotian got dressed and got out of bed, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Didn't your head hit a rock last night and bleed a lot of blood?
But now he discovered that there was no pain at all on his head, and there were no scars!
But at this moment, a large amount of information poured into his mind, including the human body's veins, worldly herbs, and even alchemy, acupuncture and pharmacology.
In the end, Zhang Xiaotian finally understood.
It turned out that the stone he hit on his head was actually the stone inherited from a generation of medical saints.
Because he was dyed red by his blood and recognized him as his master, he received the inheritance of a generation of medical saints!
"Inheritance from the medical sage! I have received the inheritance from the generation of medical sage Zhang Zhongjing!"
Zhang Xiaotian was so surprised that he couldn’t open his mouth from ear to ear!
The Immortal Temple enshrines Zhang Zhongjing, a powerful medical sage from ancient times, and I have inherited his legacy!
"Hahaha, I, Zhang Xiaotian, have this treasure in my life. Am I still worried about not having money to spend and making money?" Zhang Xiaotian became excited.
He was a boy from a mountain village who had nothing to do and had nothing. He was raised by his brother and sister-in-law. He wanted to bring happiness to Fang Qianqian. That was a fool's dream!
Not to mention two years, even twenty years, it is impossible to work in the town!
But now that he has received the inheritance of the Medical Saint, it will be much easier to make money.
However, what he is most worried about is that this medical sage inheritance is just a decoration and is of no use at all. If that is the case, he will have to go back to the town and work as a coolie.
The medical saint has many methods. Zhang Xiaotian pondered for a long time and decided to start with alchemy.
Once the elixir is refined, give it to the chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs at home to see if it is useful.
The only thing that worries him now is that he has no money to buy medicinal materials!
All the three thousand yuan was given to Fang Qianqian last night, and he didn't have any left!
However, this did not trouble him. He hurriedly set off and ran to the back mountain to collect medicine.
With an excited heart, Zhang Xiaotian quickly arrived at the back mountain.
But as soon as they arrived at the back mountain, they saw Tang Qingqing squatting on a big rock with a painful look on her face, her face looking very ugly.
"Aunt Qingqing, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Xiaotian hurried over and asked with a worried look on his face.
Tang Qingqing is indeed one of the most beautiful women in the village, at least she is close to catching up with Fang Qianqian.
From her face, you can't tell she is a young woman in her late twenties, at most she is a girl in her early twenties.
The reason why Zhang Xiaotian is called Aunt Qingqing is because of his seniority in the village.
And she was also a miserable person. Within two years of marriage, her husband died in an accident.
Therefore, she became a widow in the village at a young age.
Logically speaking, for such a young and beautiful girl, the people waiting for her to remarry would be lined up from the beginning of the village to the end of the village.
However, she refused to remarry, and even said that even if she died, she would still be the fault of her husband's family!
The village is so conservative and old-fashioned. After this word spread, it was recognized by the older generation in the village.
If she really remarries, she will probably be spurned and reviled by the villagers, and it is not impossible that she will be dragged into a fight.
Tang Qingqing raised her head and saw that it was Zhang Xiaotian, so she said weakly: "Xiaotian, aunt has a severe stomachache now and can't walk. Please help aunt back!"
"Don't I want to verify whether the inheritance of the Medical Saint is useful?"
"Isn't this a rare opportunity?"
Zhang Xiaotian thought about it and immediately agreed.
So, he tentatively asked: "Aunt, don't you have a stomachache? Do you want me to help you take a look?"
"You know how to treat a doctor? Stop making trouble?" Tang Qingqing looked unbelieving.
Zhang Xiaotian didn't even graduate from junior high school, how could he possibly see a doctor?
She now had a severe stomachache, and said with a weak look: "Xiaotian, stop making trouble, come and help Auntie go home!"
When Zhang Xiaotian heard this, he became excited. He was not making trouble.
So, he insisted: "Aunt Qingqing, even if I don't know how to see a doctor, it's still important for you to let me feel your pulse. I'm not looking at your body!"
"You brat, just watch it, hurry up!" Tang Qingqing said impatiently.
Immediately, he stretched out his hand and asked Zhang Xiaotian to feel his pulse.
She could only admit that she was unlucky. She had a severe stomachache and couldn't walk. She only saw Zhang Xiaotian passing by here for half a day.
Zhang Xiaotian was not polite, took Tang Qingqing's delicate and smooth hand and started to feel the pulse.
When he just felt his pulse, a diagram of the structure of human internal organs suddenly appeared in his mind.
Zhang Xiaotian observed for a while and discovered the cause of Tang Qingqing's illness.
However, his face suddenly turned red, and he said with an embarrassed look: "Aunt Qingqing, I suggest you go to the town health center to have your disease checked out."
"Tch, just say it clearly. Auntie won't laugh at you. It's free to go to the town health center. Really, why don't you help auntie go home quickly?" Tang Qingqing rolled her eyes at Zhang Xiaotian and said angrily.
"Aunt, no, you can't be careless about this disease. You really need to go to the health center to have a look!" Zhang Xiaotian said seriously.
"Come on, do you really think you can see a doctor?" Tang Qingqing said amusedly.
Why hadn't she noticed before that this little boy was quite humorous?
Involuntarily, she was in a good mood and her stomach didn't hurt so much anymore. She joked: "Okay, you can tell me, aunt, what kind of disease I have. As long as you tell me accurately, aunt, I will listen to you."
"Aunt, do you really want to say it?" Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but fell into a dilemma.