Datang: My apprentice is Princess Changle

Chapter 117
Invincible Chapter 117
"Master, are they crazy?" Yaotong asked in shock.

Sun Simiao frowned slightly and warned, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Master, I am not talking nonsense!"

"How can there be any gods in this world! Gods! They are all fools talking nonsense!"

"I think they are crazy!"

A passer-by passed by and was not happy to hear this.

"What do you know, a child? Of course there are gods in this world!"

"Don't talk about the far ones, just talk about the ones close by, Duke Qin, that's the reincarnation of the gods!"

"You must be from another place, otherwise you must have heard about his superb medical skills and bringing the dead back to life!"

"That was on the street, many people saw it!"

What the passers-by said made Yaotong even more convinced that these people must be crazy.

He retorted: "What kind of medical skills are supernatural, I think the rich and powerful are trying to build momentum for themselves!"

"Hey! You know what a fart! If it weren't for the fact that you are a child, believe it or not, I would beat you up?" The passer-by was one of Qin Yang's fanatical fans, and he couldn't hear others slandering Qin Guogong.

He just clenched his fists, and then put them down again after looking at his age of early ten years.

What's the point of explaining to this kind of brat, if you have the time, why not go to a teahouse and listen to "The Legend of the Shushan Swordsman" again.

With a contemptuous look on his face, the passer-by left.

This made the medicine boy very angry.

"Master! Look! I'll say they are crazy!"

But Sun Simiao just recovered, and then said seriously: "If you talk nonsense again, I won't take you out when I go back."

"Hmph, I won't say anything, it's okay, right?" Yaotong was dissatisfied in his heart, but he still admitted his cowardice.

The master and apprentice then went to the city and found an inn to stay.

As a result, when I entered the inn, I couldn't avoid the "Xianxia". When I went out to ask for some hot water, I could hear people talking about it on the road.

The drug boy entered the room with a water bottle, and couldn't help complaining: "Master, are you really going to visit that Duke of Qin when you come back this time? According to me, he is the most likely to deceive the world. You have been famous for your medical skills, why do you suddenly become supernatural in medical skills?"

"You are respected as an old god by the world. That is the reputation you have accumulated over the years. He is a young man, why?"

The drug boy was indignant.

As he said that, he poured water into the bowl and let it cool down before drinking.

"If you haven't seen him, how do you know if it's true or not? If you continue to talk nonsense like this, you don't have to follow me." Sun Simiao said coldly again.

Being educated by an outsider one after another by the master, Yaotong became more and more unhappy.

That night, the two went to bed early.

Early the next morning, Yaotong pouted and followed his master to Duke Qin's mansion.

"Grandpa? He's gone out. I'm afraid he won't be back home for a while. You should come back in half a month." The concierge gave them such an answer.

Sun Simiao returned disappointed.

Since the person he wanted to see was not there, Sun Simiao had no intention of staying in Chang'an City any longer.

On the same day, I checked out of the room and took my apprentice out of the city.

Thirty miles out of the city, near a mountain range.

They were walking slowly on the mountainside road in an ox cart, when they heard the screaming in front of them.

"Save people! Save people!"

"There's an accident ahead!" Sun Simiao jumped off the bullock cart and ran over vigorously.

The drug boy had to carry the medicine box and chase after him.

When I squeezed into the crowd, I saw someone carrying a person with a few thick branches.

That person's face was like gold paper, he was exhaling more air than inhaling.

Looking down, there is a big hole in the stomach, blood is continuously gushing out, and the internal organs are about to be exposed.

Someone took a look and ran to the side to retch.

Sun Simiao was fine, even the drug boy who had been following Sun Simiao changed his expression and took a small step back.

"I'm afraid this person is hopeless." There was a barefoot doctor next to him who was pulled over by the villagers, took a look, and shook his head.

"I'm afraid even a miracle doctor like Sun Simiao wouldn't be able to save such an injury."

The medicine boy was not willing to listen to this person's words.

"Master, master, can you save this?" He asked hastily.

Sun Simiao looked serious, stepped forward and said, "This old man is Sun Simiao, let this old man stop the bleeding first."

With that said, he stepped forward and pressed a few acupuncture points.

The amount of bleeding did decrease.

But if you want to cure this person, you can't just let the wound on the stomach heal.

Judging from the exposed intestines, etc., this person was probably torn open by a wild beast!
Summer will soon be infected with pus, this is one aspect!

How to make the internal organs get better is even more difficult!

Knowing that the old man in front of him was Sun Simiao, the villagers who had just come down from the mountain hurriedly surrounded him.

The family members of the injured who rushed over even kowtowed to him.

"Genius doctor! Please save my husband!"

"Quick! Quickly kowtow to the genius doctor!" The shabby-dressed woman took another half-old child and knelt down to kowtow together.

Sun Simiao was extremely embarrassed, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "I can only do my best."

When he squatted down to clean the wounds of the wounded, a few people came on horseback from outside the crowd.

They were all wearing horseback riding outfits that nobles in Chang'an City would wear, and they looked like they were going hunting.

Seeing a group of people surrounding him, the smell of blood permeated the air.

The leader said, "Go and see what's going on."

Immediately, a servant got off his horse and walked over to check.

He came back after a while and reported: "My lord, there was a woodcutter in front who was gutted by a wild beast in the mountains. Although he drove the wild beast away in time and rescued him, his intestines were pierced and his stomach was rotten. I'm afraid he is hopeless."

After a pause, he continued, "However, there is an old doctor inside cleaning the wound of that man. I heard that it seems to be Sun Simiao, a genius doctor?"

"Sun Simiao?"

The person called "Guo Gongye" is none other than Qin Guogong, Qin Yang.

After Qin Yang lived in Zhuangzi, he lived a happy life, and even went hunting in the nearby mountains from time to time.

Today, I slept until dawn, had breakfast, and then brought a few servants out to play.

Since this happened on the road, Qin Yang planned to take care of it.

Not to mention, you can also meet Sun Simiao, one of the famous historical figures!

Strange to say, Li Shimin and others are also historical celebrities, but when Qin Yang came into contact with them, they were not moved.

On the contrary, it was Sun Simiao, who was widely spread among the people, who made him more curious.

Thinking about it carefully, maybe it has something to do with Sun Simiao being always a myth in the games he played?
"Let me help you." Squeezing into the crowd, seeing that Sun Simiao's forehead was covered with sweat and he was a little helpless, Qin Yang said directly.

Sun Simiao turned around and found that it was a young man who came in to speak!
Looking at the clothes, he doesn't look like a doctor.

But it's always good to have help.

He gave up a position, and Qin Yang also squatted down, took a bottle from his belt, and said to Sun Simiao: "Use this for disinfection."

disinfect?

This word is a bit strange, but Sun Simiao understood it immediately after hearing it, and found it very appropriate!
He took it casually, pulled out the plug, and a strong smell of alcohol rushed out!
Sun Simiao's eyes lit up, and he quickly poured himself on the injured man's wound.

"what!"

The wounded in a coma screamed.

(End of this chapter)