Peerless Sealer

Chapter 138 Traditional Chinese Medicine Surgery
Seeing that the battle was over, Zhou Chaoqun came up to greet him, he helped Qin Tian and said softly, "Are you alright?"

"Of course it's okay. He broke one of Bei's tibias, and I smashed two of his patellas. It's not a loss."

"In this way, is it still cured? There won't be any trouble, right?"

Qin Tian shrugged his shoulders, "It can be cured, but it is impossible to be as arrogant as today."

"Why do I feel that when you go home, it seems that you are not the same as before, a little bit, a little bit..." Zhou Chaoqun couldn't tell.

"Really? No, no, it's just a little more handsome." Qin Tian closed and opened his eyes, restraining all the evil spirit.

He really killed the group in the demon world, but when he came back for the first time, he always seemed a little bit overwhelmed.

The skin on the shoulder wrinkled and shrank, and Qin Tian grabbed a wrist close to his body with his hands, "What are you doing?"

"Hey, hey, it hurts, it's me."

Qin Tian glanced back and lowered his arm, "Zhao Heng? What's the matter?"

Zhao Heng rubbed his sore wrist and kept muttering in his heart, why does this guy have such terrifying eyes, as if he had killed someone.

"Hey," he asked with a smile, "I just wanted to ask you, how is senior Liu Dianchen?"

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows, "Liu Dianchen? Who is that, I've never heard of it."

"How could it be? Your horse-shaped boxing is so delicious. You must have learned it from him. He is a family friend with my Zhao family. He just wants to ask him about his recent situation through you. It has no other meaning." Zhao Heng said.

Qin Tian smiled, "The Zhao family? What kind of boxing is your family?"

Zhao Heng got into a fight, and each left and right quickly made a few tricks, whistling with wind, "Black Tiger Fist!"

Qin Tian stretched out his arms, and directly opened his hands that were punching, "People are spirited, they have the shape of a tiger but not the posture of a tiger. In my opinion, it is more or less called a black cat boxing."

"If you don't want to say it, then you don't want to say it, why bother to belittle my Zhao family," Zhao Heng said angrily.

"It's not that you don't want to say that since your family has passed down boxing, there must be a reason for it to be passed down, but you are obviously not good at learning. As for the horse-shaped boxing and Liu Dianchen you mentioned, I really don't know. The style of play is all figured out by myself.”

Qin Tian explained that he had never learned boxing before, and the fight with Jin Shengyue was purely a blessing to his heart. He used the annihilation technique Baiju's stance, coupled with his solid body and strength beyond ordinary people, to deal with a jumping Jin Shengyue. It's a mess.

"But you blocked my trick just now, it's clear." Zhao Heng was still emphasizing.

"Okay, okay, can this be done without arguing? Zhao Heng, right? I remember you, and I owe you a favor for my brother. If you have anything to do in the future, you can come to me, Qin Tian, ​​a 14th grade acupuncture class, goodbye."

Qin Tian and Zhou Chaoqun walked out, and the crowd of onlookers gave way in a panic.

"Hehe, your long-legged Ouba has fallen, hurry up and help him," Qin Tian curled his lips.

He turned around and saw that Cen Yujiao was helping Jin Shengyue up with a focused expression.

"Ah," Qin Tian sighed quietly, and pulled Zhou Chaoqun down the stairs.

"I just don't understand why? What's so good about that stick surnamed Jin?" After walking for a while, Qin Tian was still resentful.

"Anyway, Xiao Bei doesn't like Cen Yujiao anymore," Zhou Chaoqun said.

"I'm going, are you sick? You don't like it anymore, come here for a fight?"

"Men, if you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, and you should be angry if you like it or not."

"That's true," Qin Tian nodded, "I think Xiaobei's leg must be undergoing surgery. When will it be?"

"We haven't seen him for several days, the graduation exam, Xiao Bei really lost his wife and lost his army this time."

"It's okay if you really lose your wife, you're not even your wife, and you blindly buried a whole row of leading soldiers. I'm drunk, he is even more important than Zhou Yu than Sun Quan," Qin Tian said.

"Hey, do you dare to say that in front of him?" Zhou Chaoqun smiled strangely.

"Come on, I don't want to ruin the mood of a person who is about to go to the operating table right now."

After this conversation, the two of them had already returned to the hospital.

Pushing the door open, Zhou Chaoqun said excitedly, "Guess what? How many legs did Jin Shengyue break?"

Zheng Liguo responded sullenly: "How many?" There was no joy in his words.

Li Beiyi, who was on the bed, managed to prop up half of his body and forced out a smile, "Ah Tian, ​​you are back."

Qin Tian tugged Zhou Chaoqun, who had a happy face, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Li Beiyi's face was bitter, and he lay down again.

"Oh, I can't hide it~" Zheng Liguo sighed, the wrinkles on his chubby face were obvious.

"What can't you hide? What else are you hiding from me?" Qin Tian was puzzled.

"It's not you, it's Xiaobei's family."

"What's the matter with the family?" Qin Tian was even more puzzled.

"Before Xiaobei was hospitalized, he didn't tell his family. He didn't want to heal quickly and go home safely, so that nothing would be exposed? Just now the doctor came and said that Xiaobei's leg needs to be recuperated for another two weeks. The surgery quota is already full, and it will take three weeks at the earliest to perform the operation on him."

"At that time, it was almost New Year's Eve, and if you still use a knife in your mouth, you must have a showdown with your family."

Qin Tian frowned lightly, "Do you need to be transferred? I can help you get in touch."

"Forget it, let's talk about it, if you transfer to another hospital now, you have to do this and that, it will be even more troublesome, alas." Li Beiyi patted his injured leg bitterly.

"Don't bother, don't worry, there is no other way," Qin Tian hurriedly stopped him.

"What else can we do? He said he went home with us for the New Year? Isn't that just announcing that Xiao Bei is out of the closet? With you or with me? Huh?" Zheng Liguo laughed.

"Go away, it's this time, and you still have the mind to talk poorly." Qin Tian pushed him away.

He opened his empty eyes again and took a look at Li Beiyi's legs. Qin Tianji took his heart, touched the heaven and earth needle tied under his sleeve, and said leisurely: "Do you know Chinese medicine surgery?"

"Chinese medicine surgery? Mafeisan? Brother, you are kidding me. The "Qing Nang Shu" has been lost for hundreds of years, okay? There is no such thing as Chinese medicine surgery."

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows, "The anesthesia is gone, but the acupoints for anesthesia are still there; the "Qing Nang Shu" is lost, but the nine needles are still there, why not? Hmm?"

"Nine needles." Zheng Liguo repeated several times, he glanced at Qin Tian's wrist, opened his eyes wide and said, "I'll go, don't you want to do it yourself?!"

Zhou Chaoqun was also shocked, "Do you want to use the nine needles you won in the North China Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition last time to help Xiao Bei perform surgery?!"

Qin Tian nodded slightly, and asked back: "Why not? You can't believe my medical skills? Xiao Bei, what do you say? Do you believe me?"

(End of this chapter)