Supreme Medicinal God

Yue Zhuoqun looked embarrassed and coughed twice: "Doesn't this celestial pill, don't bet? Lord Sect Master, although you have inherited the naive master, there is no need to squander."

Master Chi Kong's voice was half as low, and he endured his anger: "Amitabha, Lord Sect Ye will really bet, the Celestial Pill is valuable, do you think the temple produces the Celestial Pill."

Chong Xu Dao Qiang Yan Huan said with a smile: "Ye Zongzhu, it's just a game, there's no need to be tempted, it's unnecessary."

Ye Feng looked at Yue Zhuoqun with a disdainful look, and was about to count a few words. At this moment, suddenly the mountain shook suddenly, and even the pergola was shaken.

Something happened in the formation, and everyone looked nervously in the direction of the Five Elements Ecstasy.

Soon, a red light was lit on the electronic monitor screen, and a beeping alarm sounded. Someone pressed the positioning alarm and quit the game.

Elder Lu quickly found the location that triggered the alarm: "It was at 580 meters from the Eastern Shock Palace, and the disciples of Taiyimen went to rescue."

The two unmanned aerial vehicles quickly lifted off into the sky, and the rapidly rotating propellers lifted the layers of mist and flew into the five elements.

Soon the drone was submerged by the waves like fog, and only the faint red light emitted by the fuselage could be seen, and even the red light spot could not be seen in a while.

The orientation of the Eastern Shock Palace is where the disciples of Xuankong Temple entered the Five Elements Ecstasy Array.

Master Zhikong changed his face slightly, fiddled with the big beads on his chest: "Amitabha, Oriental Shrine, our disciples in Xuankong Temple touched the organ, and the Buddha blessed."

A smile of misfortune appeared on Yue Zhuoqun's face: "Which disciples do I say will be the first to withdraw from the Five Elements Ecstasy? It turns out that you Xuankong Temple grabbed the top spot."

It didn’t take long for a few disciples of Taiyimen to use a stretcher to lift out a disciple of Xuankong Temple wearing a yellow robes. His robes had been stained with blood, his calves had bloody flesh, and a section of white flower bones Poking out from the middle, the blood flow continued and the injury was serious.

The monk looked like gold paper, his eyes were half open and half closed, and he had fallen into a semi-coma state.

Seeing the tragic injury of the monk, Jiang Yixue turned away, not daring to see it.

Seeing that the disciple was injured, Master Zhikong declared helplessly: "Amitabha, sin, sin, it turned out to be Yunxin apprentice, how hurt so badly."

Everyone worked together to lift the monk Yun Xin into the medical tent, and carefully placed his face up on a simple stainless steel workbench to prevent shaking his body and avoid secondary injuries.

Yue Zhuoqun disapprovedly told Master Chi Kong: "Master don't worry, Dr. Zhao pointed out that Dr. Zhao is a famous surgeon in China, or our chief pharmacist at Taiyimen. With him in, your disciple can save his life."

Respected by the suzerain, middle-aged doctor Zhao Yizhi's face glowed with pride.

He glanced blankly at the monk Yun Xin lying on the workbench, and walked past slowly.

"He just fractured his calf and lost too much blood, as long as hemostasis and bone grafting are enough."

Zhao Yizhi's voice was low and full of light, and his tone was undoubtedly. He stretched out the slender index finger of his right hand and pointed at the blood sea point on the injured Yunxin monk's thigh. He wanted to point to stop bleeding.

Ye Feng also looked at the past lively, looking at the bloody calf, Zhao Yizhi's judgment is correct, hemostasis and bone is a necessary treatment.

He didn't have any good feelings for the monks of Xuankong Temple, and he didn't want to be troubled, but he felt his heartstrings move, and the eye of the eyebrows had already made Yunxin monk's every injury and insight into every detail.

His medical god's heart has been cultivated to the highest realm of human medicine, and he is marching towards the distant horizon of the local doctor.

He accidentally looked at Tongling. There was a black line in the back of the monk's heart, and there was a fatal stasis in the cerebral blood vessel. As long as there was a little movement, the blood vessel would explode.

One of the most critical elements for the improvement of the medical mind heart meridian is not only medical skills, but also medical ethics.

Although he didn't like the monk of Xuankong Temple, Ye Feng didn't want to look at the monk Yunxin, and died due to misfortune.

Just when Zhao Yizhi's fingers were about to touch Yunxin, Ye Feng's fingers gently gripped Zhao Yizhi's wrist.

"Wait a minute, you can't stop the bleeding for him. There is a blood clot in his brain. When you finger down, the blood on the leg is stopped, but the blood vessels in the brain have exploded. It is too late to save."

Being caught in Ye Feng's wrist, Zhao Yizhi froze for a moment, and then rushed into the brain with anger: "Ye Feng, don't be self-righteous. I have been a doctor for more than 20 years. I can't see such a simple injury? You are nothing but I’m a student of the Fandou Medical University, what qualifications do you have to teach me?

Zhao Yizhi flicked his wrist violently, trying to shake Ye Feng's fingers away, but felt that Ye Feng's fingers were like iron tongs and could not be shaken at all.

"Do you know me?"

Seeing that Zhao Yizhi was so angry that he said his name, Ye Feng asked suspiciously.

Ye Feng did not know Zhao Yizhi, but Zhao Yizhi knew Ye Feng.

"Of course I know you, but you are Ye Feng, the famous medical god in China, who doesn't know you."

Ye Feng is a hero in Chinese medicine in China. These days, there have been many reports on the Internet and the media, both positive and negative.

Developed the light of traditional Chinese medicine. The four schools compared with each other. One person defeated one country, which made the entire Korean doctor disgrace and made Huaxia Chinese medicine world famous. He has become a godlike figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

No matter whether it is a student of a medical school or an old Chinese doctor of old age, no one does not know him.

Countless people adore him, thank him, and others are jealous of him, hate him, hate him for stealing his own limelight, Zhao Yizhi hates one of others.

Zhao Yizhi has his own pharmaceutical companies, hospitals, and pharmacies, which are also well-known in China, but since the people know Ye Feng, they have been rushing to buy the drugs developed by Tianyuan Group. They all know that Tianyuan Group's drugs are particularly effective. .

Zhao Yizhi’s pharmacy, the hospital’s turnover suffered a lot. Whenever he saw Ye Feng’s reports on the Internet or in the media, he clenched his fists tightly: “This kid takes up the entire page again, I don’t believe that he has the real ability of the kidnapped kid."

Today, he saw Ye Feng for the first time, but the jealousy in his heart was as profound as hiding it for a lifetime.

The fact that Ye Feng didn’t shake off his fingers made Zhao Yizhi even more angry. His internal force turned sharply. The whole body seemed to swell, his wrists expanded a little, and a faint light appeared, and a huge force was about to explode. Come.

But Ye Feng sneered and tightened his fingers, and an internal force drilled into Zhao Yizhi's wrist.

Just now I was ambitious to compete with Ye Feng. I wanted to shake Ye Feng's fingers with internal force. Zhao Yizhi's wrist light was about to expand and contract, but I felt a cold breath penetrated into the pulse. Needle pain.

(End of this chapter)