The Reincarnated Divine Doctor and Stay-at-home Dad

After the sword qi was cleared, Qin Haodong proceeded to the second step to drive away poison for the long knife.

Let the lame take a washbasin and a dagger and place it on the bed, raise his hand to take back the few silver needles remaining at the long knife dantian, and take out a Qi Yang Pill for him to eat.

The toxicity of the toxin in the long knife is not severe and belongs to the category of chronic poison, but the biggest problem is that it has been in the bone for a year, and it has been deep into the bone marrow. It is extremely difficult to remove it through external force. The innocence of Qi, through his invigorating movement to expel toxins from the body.

It's just that the dantian of the long sword has been dry for a long time, just like a dry well. If you want to restore your true qi, you must rely on the medicinal power of the Yangqi Pill.

After taking the pill, Qin Haodong injected a ray of green wood vitality into the long knife's Dantian to help him recover the lost vitality.

Driven by Aoki Zhenqi, the medicinal power of Yangqi Pill began to take effect slowly, and strands of innocence rose up like smoke, and finally slowly turned into water droplets, condensed into small rivers, and circulated in the dantian.

As the Zhen Qi grew stronger, Qin Haodong began to help the Long Knife inspire the Zhen Qi to get rid of the toxins in his body, slowly pushing towards his feet.

Nalanjie and the others were watching quietly, and they were surprised to find that the feet of the long sword were getting darker and darker, and finally turned black as ink.

Qin Haodong has been in control of the detoxification process. Seeing that the fire is almost over, he suddenly grabbed the dagger on the bedside and made two blood holes on the feet of the long knife.

As the hand lifted the knife and fell, there were two puffs, two black blood splashes in the basin on the bedside, and an extremely foul smell filled the air.

Looking at Long Dao's face again, he had recovered a little rosy, and the black air that had filled his face disappeared.

After the blood flowing out of his feet returned to red, Qin Haodong started to stop the bleeding, and then took out the silver needle, and used the sky-returning needle method to help the long knife repair the injured meridian.

About half an hour later, Qin Haodong took back all the silver needles, raised his hand and patted the chest of the long knife, "Get up!"

A surprising scene happened. The long knife, which had been dying just now, suddenly sat up from the bed, then turned over and got out of the bed.

Nalanjie and the Shen Soldier Mercenary Corps all opened their mouths in surprise. They were very aware of the severity of the injuries of the long knife. They did not expect to be completely cured by this young man in less than an hour.

After the long knife got out of bed, he gave a deep salute to Qin Haodong, and then said earnestly: "Genius doctor, please save my brothers!"

"Don't worry, since they are here, I will cure them all." Qin Haodong said, "Who will come next?"

"Tomahawk, you come!"

Long knife said to the cripple.

The battle axe didn't say much, and came to Qin Haodong's face with a stick, "Little genius doctor, trouble you!"

Qin Haodong glanced at the battle axe, and said, "Your trauma is serious, and it's been too long. It may be a little painful to heal!"

Tomahawk smiled: "Even though the little genius doctor can let go of the treatment, I won't make a sound of cramps."

Qin Haodong also knew that these people were tough guys, and let the tomahawk throw away the sticks and lie on the bed.

The dantian of the battle axe also has a sword aura. Compared with the long sword, there is no poison on the body, but the left arm and right leg have been interrupted by a special technique, and severe deformation has appeared.

Qin Haodong grabbed the right leg of the battle axe, pressed his hand and snapped the broken bones that had grown together again.

The tomahawk was really hard, but frowned slightly, without even humming.

Qin Haodong reconnected the broken leg bones, and repaired the necrotic tissues and meridians with the back needle method.After healed the broken leg, he reconnected his left arm in the same way.

After healed the trauma, Qin Haodong used a silver needle to dissolve the sword qi in his dantian.

"Well, don't do anything with people for a few days, it will be back to normal in a week!"

This magical treatment method made the people around me greatly admired, and the remaining four soldiers of the God Soldier Mercenary Corps had renewed light in their dead eyes.

Originally, they had completely lost hope, only waiting quietly for death, and never thought they could be completely cured.

After that, Qin Haodong didn't take a break, and he healed all the injuries of the remaining four people.

He said: "Your injuries have been healed, and your dantian has accumulated true qi, and it will return to the previous level in a week."

"Doctor Qin, from today, you are the great benefactor of our Shenbing Mercenary Corps!"

Long knife said with a plop and knelt in front of Qin Haodong, and the other five people also knelt down with the plop. At this time, they could only express their inner gratitude in this way.

"Get up, I save you today has nothing to do with other people, but respect you as a man, both Chinese, there is no need to be so polite."

Qin Haodong said with a wave of his hand, and a huge vigor helped all six people up.

There was a strange look in the eyes of the long knife and others. They had just felt that this young man had kung fu, but they didn't expect to be so strong. The mercenaries who danced on the tip of a knife all day always worship the strong and look at Qin Haodong. His eyes are more reverent.

"Boss, you saved the lives of the six of us, and we've been with you from today!"

After Longdao finished speaking, six people stood neatly in a row, watching Qin Haodong silently, waiting for his answer.

Qin Haodong's heart moved. Recently, Lin Momo has been assassinated one after another, and the man behind the scenes has been hiding in the dark. Zhengshou can't find a competent bodyguard. These six people are just right.

And it can be seen that although Nalanjie is protecting these people, he is also under tremendous pressure. If he takes them away, it can also help Nalan's family lighten some of the burden.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at Nalanjie, "Master, what do you think?"

Nalanjie said: "They must have already told you about their affairs. It would be best if you can take them away!"

Qin Haodong looked at the six people again, "If you want, follow me from now on!"

"Shen Soldier mercenary group, long sword, sharp sword, battle axe, magic whip, bronze hammer... Follow Dr. Qin to the death!"

The six members of the Shenbing Mercenary Corps said in unison.

Qin Haodong nodded in satisfaction, "Well, you will call me the boss in the future!"

He was very happy to receive such a capable subordinate.

It was already past noon. Nalanjie asked the guards to prepare a table of wine and food in the living room. He was also very happy to see that the six people finally had a good home. He came forward and said cheerfully, "Little doctor, Let's talk while eating."

With that, he gave Qin Haodong to the first place, and Nalan Wushuang and the six members of the Shenbing Mercenary Group also sat down.

After a few glasses of wine, Qin Haodong asked, "Master Nalan, I think you are all martial artists. I want to ask how the realm of martial artists is divided."

As a cultivator, he needs to understand the strength of martial artists in modern society, so that he can compare with his own strength and know himself and his opponent.

After listening to him, everyone's faces were surprised. In their opinion, Qin Haodong had his current cultivation base at such a young age, and his family background was absolutely extraordinary. How could he not understand the situation of the martial artist.

After being slightly surprised, Long Dao said: "Boss, the current martial artists are mainly divided into three major levels: Ming Jin, An Jin, and Grand Master, and each level is divided into nine ranks."

"Then which level is your cultivation base?" Qin Haodong asked again.

"If the six of us are fully recovered, they will all be the cultivation base of Mingjin Seventh Stage."

Qin Haodong said: "Then what is secret energy?"

Nalanjie said: "Last time with the help of the little genius doctor's pill, the old man was fortunate enough to break through the ninth stage of Ming Jin and reach the level of Dark Jin.

The difference between Anjin and Mingjin is that it can release the true energy and hurt the enemy invisible!"

"What is the master again?"

Nalanjie said: "The grandmaster is only a legendary character, and the entire China is one of the few. Although the old man has never seen a grandmaster, but I heard that after the martial artist reaches the realm of the grandmaster, he can use the vitality of the world and raise his hand. Lifting your feet is so powerful that most of the world can be found."

Qin Haodong nodded secretly, basically having a general understanding of the current martial artist's cultivation. An Jin is equivalent to the foundation of the cultivation, and the grandmaster is comparable to the golden core monks in the cultivation world.

He said: "Are there many warriors now?"

Long knife said: "It's rare and rare. It's not an exaggeration to say that phoenix feathers are rare. With the cultivation base of our brother Ming Jin's seventh rank, it has become popular in the mercenary world. It can be seen that there are few warriors."

Nalanjie said: "The era has developed to this day, and many martial arts heritages have disappeared, and now thermal weapons are becoming more and more developed, and they can’t hold a bullet after decades of penance, so people are becoming more and more enthusiastic about martial arts. Low, the warriors will naturally decrease.

Although it is said that the strong master can carry bullets, it is just a legend and no one has seen it."

Nakata said: "Even if you can carry bullets hard, what about airplanes, artillery, and even missiles? The decline of martial arts is directly related to this."

Qin Haodong thought for a while, and asked, "I think the sword spirit left in your dantian is extremely domineering, what's the matter?"

When Qin Haodong asked about this, a strong hatred flashed across Longdao’s face, “Our brother was caught in the trap of the Japanese, and the other party dispatched priests and ninjas. It was an ultimate ninja who hurt our brother. The cultivation level should be achieved. The dark energy level.

Because of this, our original eight brothers, silver halberd and big bow died in the hands of ninjas, now only six of us are left."

"Ninja?" Qin Haodong had a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He had never liked the Japanese, and said, "Don't worry, follow me, you will definitely get revenge within three years."

"But the opponent's cultivation base has reached An Jin, and revenge is too difficult."

While talking, the six people of the Shenbing Mercenary Group showed a trace of loneliness. After that battle, they had seen the terrible dark power warriors, and they were not comparable to their seven Ming Jin ranks.

"Don't worry, I will do what I say!"

Qin Haodong didn't pay any attention to the dark warriors. In the cultivation world, his servants who swept the floor were already Golden Core monks, equivalent to the master-level powerhouses on the earth. How could he care about a little ninja.

As long as he is given enough time and resources, it is not difficult to train them into a generation of masters.