Xiao Shun used alcohol cotton to help Song Qingshan clean the wound. After taking out the scalpel and disinfecting it, he squinted his eyes and looked at the dark red wounds, and carefully used the knife...

After removing the thread, apply ointment to gauze and bandage the wound, and pull out the silver needle on Song Qingshan's body.

He soon became conscious, but he was not very flexible, so Xiao Shun helped him up and sat down.

"How does the wound feel?" Xiao Shun asked.

"It doesn't hurt, it's cold, like ice compress." Song Qingshan said in surprise.

"Ling'er boils the ointment later and you take it back. Remember to change it every day, and it will heal in about a week."

"Thank you, Brother Xiao."

"As for the Qixuan Fist, you have injuries on your body, don't learn it for the time being. I will write a boxing brochure for you tomorrow, and you can take it back and practice it slowly."

"Okay, can Ling'er make more ointment for me? Then I will take it back to the team. If I get injured again, I will save myself from running to the hospital. It is convenient to carry this thing with me." Song Qingshan asked excitedly.

"No problem, just remember to pay." Xiao Shun joked.

Song Qingshan smiled and said, "A family, it hurts feelings when talking about money."

"Stop doing this with me, boxing, Qi-Practicing Method, Qi-Enhancing Pill, I haven't even calculated the money with you."

Xiao Shun stood up and stretched.

Since Song Qingshan only has three days off, the next two days will be two days when Xiao Shun and Song Linger are busy.

Boxing, Qi-enhancing pills, and plasters, you have to write the "Qi Ming Luo Ying" that you want to teach Qin Guangyuan as soon as possible.

Before Song Qingshan left Jianghai, he finally prepared everything for him.

Looking at the jeep that was getting farther and farther away, Song Ling'er cried for the first time, as if she was separated from her life and death.

Indeed, in this peaceful and prosperous era, she had never thought about the dangers that Song Qingshan would be.

This time she deeply realized that there were so many people who were silently guarding this land and their compatriots on this land.

"Master, do you think Uncle Qingshan's comrades were afraid when they died? Will they regret the moment they closed their eyes? What would they think in their hearts?"

Song Ling'er asked on the car farewell to Song Qingshan and returned to Dingxin Road.

"When facing life and death, anyone will be afraid. There must be someone carrying this peaceful and prosperous era." Xiao Shun did not want to say more, so he replied lightly.

He suddenly felt that compared to Song Qingshan, he was too small.

Silence all the way.

In the small garden of Zizhuyuan, Qin Guangyuan and Wang were also playing chess.

Boss Qin Zhiyu sat aside reluctantly, responsible for pouring tea and water for the two of them.

Qin Guangyuan has been temporarily living in Zizhuyuan these days, which is equivalent to tying her here too.

The two old men usually talk about medical skills and play chess, but they made her feel so suffocated.

"Grandpa, do you really think that young man named Xiao can "Lost Ying Qimang"?" Qin Zhiyu couldn't help asking.

"Maybe he's just a liar. I heard Tang Shishi say that he went to Leiyang two days ago, and I feel that he didn't take this matter seriously at all. Maybe he won't be able to fool us at all."

Qin Zhiyu had a lot of resentment, and Qin Guangyuan and Wang didn't even look at her.

"Look...or I'll go back to the capital first? I'll have to go to work and class there."

"I have already said hello to the hospital and the school. When I go back, you can go back with me." Qin Guangyuan said.

"Grandpa." Qin Zhiyu said coquettishly.

"Or I would call to urge the person named Xiao, or who knows when he will write well, so we can't just wait here all the time."

Qin Guangyuan looked at the chessboard and was silent for a moment: "If I could find the second half of "The Seven-Map of the Lost Ying", I would be willing to wait until I die."

"What if he is a liar?"

"Shut up, do you know how many years it takes to learn a craft when you are old? Especially for those who study medicine, you have to do three years of chores, three years of apprenticeship, and two years of working. Why? Can't we even wait for a few days now?"

Qin Zhiyu knew that the old man's stubborn temper had risen when he heard this. If he continued, he might get angry, so he had to shut up, but he felt helpless in his heart.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind her: "Ms. Qin's habit of speaking bad things behind her is not very good."

Qin Guangyuan and the other two looked at each other in the voice. At some point, Xiao Shun was already standing at the door of the small garden and looking here with a smile.

Qin Zhi gave him a bulging tone: "I hope you won't let us down, I really brought "The Seven-Mirror of Luoying"."

Xiao Shun walked here and said, "Remember, I can give or not to this "Lost Ying Qimang". I can even teach the entire "Lost Ying Qimang" to others. I believe someone is willing to pay a high price to learn. Does Miss Qin think I begged to teach you the Qin family?"

"You..." Qin Zhiyu blushed and said in a silence.

Qin Guangyuan also felt that he couldn't hold his face and smiled apologized: "Don't blame me, Xiao Xiao, I have been accustomed to this girl since I was a child, so I have no restraint. Don't be surprised."

Wang Ye also smoothed out: "What this girl said is unintentional. Even if she said it, Xiaoyou, just pretend that she didn't hear it, don't forget to go to her heart."

"Zhiyu, apologize to others." Qin Guangyuan looked unhappy and looked at Qin Zhiyu.

Xiao Shun waved his hand: "Forget it, I can't afford Miss Qin's apology."

After saying that, he handed two A4 characters full of words to Qin Guangyuan: "This is the second half of "The Seven Mangs of Luoying". I have commented on the obscure and difficult parts on it."

The ancient medical book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" collected by Taoist Mu Yan is a thick book, but it is written in brush, and there are actually not many words written in ballpoint pen. Two pages of A4 paper are enough.

Qin Guangyuan couldn't wait to take it over, took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket and put them on, and looked at it carefully.

After a moment, his hands trembled slightly, looked at Xiao Shun in surprise, then Wang Ye, and said excitedly: "This is really "The Seven-Mirror of Luoying"!"

Except for some talented people in the Qin family, no one has ever seen "The Seven Mangs of Luoying". What Xiao Shun wrote is not only exactly connected to the first half, but also consistent in terms of acupuncture.

What is even more commendable is that he explained the essence of "The Seven Lambs of Falling Ying" exactly, and he even commented on the first half that even the Qin family could not understand.

After his explanation, Qin Guangyuan immediately felt enlightened.

"Congratulations to Brother Qin, your Qin family's "Seven Mangs of Luoying" is finally complete."

The king also stood up to congratulate him.

Since "The Seven Mangs of Falling Ying" is the unique skill of the Qin family, it is not convenient for him to go up and read it in detail with Qin Guangyuan, so he has been sitting next to him.

Qin Guangyuan shook his head in a loss and sighed: "This is not our Qin family's "Qian Mingmang"; this is clearly from Doctor Xiao. He knows this ancient medical book more than anyone in the Qin family. How can we still have the face to say that this is from our Qin family?"
Chapter completed!