The system takes me to fly

There was a continuous sound of ear scraping in the room. After Mr. Zheng took his revenge on the Western medicine team, he looked back and saw that the members of the Chinese medicine team looked at him with incomprehensible expressions, their eyes squinted and their lips curled up.

　"Why are you just looking at me? Come over and beat me up too, you should beat up these sons and grandchildren!"

　Listening to the meaning of his words, he still hasn't calmed down after playing a circle.

　From the time when Mr. Zheng was young, he had a straightforward and fiery disposition.Having known each other for many years, old friends and rivals have also become accustomed to his violent character of never getting revenge overnight. They pretended not to hear his "invitation" and closed their eyes to recover their energy.

　"If you want to save face and suffer, it's so fun to hit people with your old arms."

　Scanning everyone's faces and seeing expressions of indifference on their faces, Mr. Zheng couldn't help but mutter and complain in a low voice, but his voice was loud, and what he thought was a "quiet voice" was like thunder in the ears of others.

　"Old man Zheng, the Qi Bu Qi Pill is just to replenish your energy once. Now that you have exhausted your energy, Xu Yi doesn't have a second Qi Bu Qi Pill for you to take."

　The old buddy was too noisy, Mr. Yan rubbed his swollen and sore temples, his head ached.

　"Really gone?"

Looking at Xu Yi with disbelief, Mr. Zheng suspected that Mr. Yan was deceiving him.

　"Well, it's really gone."

Xu Yi didn't lie, he had indeed used up all the Qi Bu Qi pills, after all he only picked two new herbs, and immediately made them into Qi Bu Qi pills for emergency needs.

　Due to lack of time, Sang Xin and Bu Kui did not appear again during the climbing of Sui Yuan, so it was only enough for each of the old men.

　Hearing Xu Yi's affirmative answer, Mr. Zheng felt so regretful that he slapped his thigh and complained: "Old man Yan, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

　"Hey, my eyes are dizzy now. I'm old and no longer useful."

　Infected with the disease of "fine sand", although it is not a fatal disease, it will swallow all the energy of the patient.Here, Mr. Zheng just "exercised" a little, and his body became fatigued, and he was too weak to use his "palm technique" anymore.

　"Ha ha."

Old Yan didn't want to pay attention to this quick-tempered little old man.

　"About the illness, let Xu Yi tell you the specifics."

　"The name of the disease is named after the lines on the skin, so this disease phenomenon is named 'fine sand', which refers to the final form of the lines..."

　Xu Yi stepped forward and told everything he knew. The old men in the Chinese medicine team listened attentively, and the people in the Western medicine team who had been awakened also listened attentively with their eyes wide open.

　"According to what you said, this disease will only surface on the surface and not spread to the internal organs?" After listening, Mr. Zheng first raised a question.

　"That's right, but because the outer defenses of the body are damaged, there will be more or less problems inside the body."

　Xu Yi flipped through the symptoms described in his memory, "Xinsha" was always regarded as a terminal illness in ancient times when there was a lack of medical treatment.In a few limited records, people suffering from this disease will eventually choose to kill themselves because of the lack of effective treatment methods.

　Knowing that Nei Li would not be invaded, the masters of traditional Chinese medicine felt relieved, so that they would have more time to study a feasible plan.

　"That group of idiots are really useless. They haven't identified the lesion after such a long time."

　Zheng Laoguang opened the map cannon and blasted his own people in.

　"You said, is this disease a fungal infection or a viral infection?"

　Mr. Xi squinted his eyes, and raised the topic in a slow voice in order to save energy.

　Some of the appearance characteristics of "fine sand" seem to be infected with fungi, and they also have symptoms of viral infection.The Chinese medicine team has discussed this before, but until now, they have not come up with an equation.

　"I think it's a fungus."

　"I feel more like a viral infection."

　……

　The masters of traditional Chinese medicine discussed the disease one after another in order to prescribe the right medicine.

　This argument is not only to save others, but also to save yourself.This is probably the purpose of the owner of Zhou's house. He felt that the doctors were not doing their job well, so he made all the doctors suffer from the same strange disease.

　"Xu Yi, what do you think?" Elder Yan turned around and asked Xu Yi.

　"Master, I can't tell what the situation is yet."

　In ancient times, there was no concept of fungi and viruses, and there were only a few records in the medicine king's memory information, but there was no effective treatment method. After all, the information recorded by the medicine king was a case that was dictated by others, not his own personal experience. .

　Xu Yi thought to himself, if a strange disease like "Xisha" was met by a doctor at the level of Medicine King, could it be cured directly?Xu Yi only had a small part of Yao Wang's memory, but he could already understand "Yao Wang Miscellaneous Classics" and treated many patients through the contents of this medical book.

　"I don't know if you still have the memory fragments of Medicine King?"

　The prizes drawn seemed to be random, and Xu Yi was not sure when he would get the Medicine King fragment next.

　The discussion of the Zhou team of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was still going on, and Xu Yi relaxed and listened to the unhurried debate of the old doctors.The old men are not in a hurry to leave now, Xu Yi's tense mentality gradually stabilized, and instead he took the time to notice the western medicine team on the other side.

　"Ho...ho..."

　He got up and walked to the place where the western medicine team was lying. Among them, a member of the western medicine team who was woken up by Mr. Zheng stared at their Xu Yi with interesting eyes.

　"Ok?"

　Xu Yi wrinkled his brows and took the Western doctor's wrist to check for pulse. The pulse was so weak that it was almost impossible to detect, and was too weak to be seen in a mature person.

　'System, scan the person in front of you. '

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　"Is there something wrong with his pulse?" Elder Yan also came over, seeing Xu Yi's brows tightened, he asked him in a low voice.

　Xu Yi gave up his position: "Old Yan, the situation is indeed wrong."

　Elder Yan felt the pulse with his finger suspiciously, and after feeling the pulse, he couldn't help moaning: "It's too messy, messy and messy."

　The old man shook his head and sighed, motioning his disciples to go back with him, and Xu Yi obediently helped Yan him back to the Chinese medicine team.

　The western doctor who was taken by the two of them couldn't help but a little fear flashed in his eyes. The feeling of being repeatedly denied by two Chinese medicine doctors was too terrifying. The western doctor only felt that he might die soon.

　……

　"Why are you checking the pulse of a Western doctor? Are you free?" Mr. Zheng curled his lips, and the white beard on his mouth also moved.

　"His symptoms are wrong."

　Xu Yi hesitated and said, "I think that person may only have half a month to live."

　"What?!" Mr. Zheng stared in surprise.

　"Xu Yi is right. If there is no further treatment, there is indeed only about half a month left."

　The result of Yan's diagnosis was similar to that of Xu Yi's, his pulse was disorganized and intermittent, his momentum was fading all the time, and his succession was weak, no different from an old man in his dying years.

　"Hiss...it shouldn't be like this."

　Mr. Zheng took a breath of air and said, "The Western medical team collapsed many days later than us."

　"They may have mixed the extract with other viruses, and then created a new mutant virus..."

　Being both a Western medicine doctor, Dr. Qin guessed what the Western medicine team was doing.

　……

　As soon as this guess came out, there was silence in the room. The Chinese medicine team was speechless at such an operation. No wonder the body of a person in the prime of life declines so quickly.Thinking of this, Dr. Qin and the Chinese medicine doctor were injected with unmixed viruses, and they still escaped.

　"You won't die if you don't do it."

　Xu Yi was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he had accidentally said what was in his heart, but in the end, everyone looked at Elder Yan.

　"Hehe." Xu Yi laughed awkwardly, almost forgetting that Mr. Yan was an old surfer who followed Chaolou closely.

　Although western medicine has done them a terrible job, the old men still wanted to save the people in the western medicine team before, but now that group of people are messing around, the Chinese medicine team can only do nothing about it.

　Mr. Zheng first pouted, fully expressing his helpless attitude.

　"It can't be helped, it can't stop the fool from committing suicide."

　"Do your best, and obey the destiny."

　The Western medical team has blocked the escape route by itself, and there is no way for people to save it.

　Ignore those people and don’t mention it anymore. After discussions among the old men, most of them tend to think that “fine sand” is a disease caused by fungi. After all, viruses are extremely destructive and not as mild as fungi.

　"I don't care, anyway, I think it's a virus." Mr. Zheng insisted on his opinion, he thought it was a virus from the beginning.

　What a stubborn little old man, everyone can only let him make trouble.

　"I promise you to tell me, is it a virus?"

　Xu Yi, who was shot by the arrow while lying down, smiled wryly and was speechless.

　In terms of medical experience, none of the many Chinese doctors present were more experienced than him. Xu Yi felt that he was relying on the memory of the King of Medicine, otherwise he would not have the right to speak while standing here.

　"Just say what you want." Not intending to let poor Xu Yi go, Elder Zheng insisted on asking him to express his opinion.

　"Okay," Xu Yi pondered, a thought flashed through his mind, and he directly stated the idea he just got: "I think it might be poison."

　"what??"

　Unexpectedly, Xu Yi would come up with the third idea, Mr. Zheng was dumbfounded, and made the other old men laugh for a while.

　After laughing, Mr. Yan's eyes lit up. Xu Yi's idea might really be the correct answer.

　If it is not a fungus or a virus, it is just a poison. In this way, the thinking of Chinese medicine can be used to detoxify.

"Hey! Why didn't I think of it, I must have been misled by those bastards!" The upright old man scolded the western medicine team again.

　The TCM group tacitly ignored Mr. Zheng, and congratulated Mr. Yan for being a good apprentice with a smile, and he will surely become famous in the entire medical community in the future.

　"He still has a lot to learn in the future, Xu Yi, don't slack off, learning the way of medicine is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat." Old Man Yan stroked his beard and smiled lightly, seemingly calm, but pulled his beard off again A few.

　"Ahem, that's what the master taught me."

　Xu Yi wanted to look at Old Yan without a smile, pretending not to see the old man's expression of regret for his long beard.

　Seeing this, Mr. Zheng smacked his teeth in envy and said sourly: "Old Yan taught Xiao Xu not long ago, and Xiao Xu is still a registered disciple."

　"Humph!"

　As soon as he heard it, he knew that the old boy was envious and jealous. Today, Mr. Yan, who was particularly happy, said generously that he would not argue with this shabby old man, so as not to ruin his happy mood.