Chapter 109: Worse Than a Ghost (2)

The sea is already laborious, and it is very difficult for the miracle doctor to say. However, Canghai waved his left hand unmoved. The doctor was silent for a moment, and had to repeat it. Canghai still ignored it, his expression was solemn like a battle, his hands were like listening to a drum, Jin Ge's iron horse was silent, and his military orders were like a mountain.

In his confusion, the doctor suddenly saw that his hands seemed to be slow, but when he was tired, he was about to speak, but he saw the patient's hands and feet twitch as if he had broken his liver and intestines, and he unconsciously raised his limbs to resist. Canghai shouted and tied him, "The speed of the medicine bag in your hand is the same, and the divine doctor suddenly exclaimed......, "You use internal strength, can't you?"

Canghai glanced up at him at this time, without saying a word, his pupils were clear. The divine doctor seemed to be taken away by that glance, and he was immediately calm, and could only obey respectfully. The divine doctor couldn't figure it out later, because Bai at that time had the courage to conquer everything.

The doctor tied the patient's limbs, but every time he helped him turn over, he had to untie them.

The drums beat urgently.

The sick screamed like killing.

The internal power of the source of the decoction is diverged, and the medicinal effect of the medicine bag and soju is injected into the meridians, and the five-colored fine hairs finally grow from the tip of the needle to two minutes long, whether it is the front heart or the back, when rubbing, they appear and turn over and disappear.

The green cloth medicine bag changed from Canghai's left hand to his right hand, and the force point moved from the shoulder to the waist. The sixth bottle of soju was approaching, and Canghai suddenly said in a slow voice. ”

The drum stopped.

The two armies are ready for battle.

"......?" asked the prime minister on the side of the divine doctor.

"This poison. Canghai grinds a few more circles, "When you rub the front heart, it will move to the back, rub the back, and it will move to the front heart again." So it has to be rubbed repeatedly for the wool to appear. ”

The divine doctor thought for a moment before nodding in response. Then he looked down and saw that the five-colored wool in the front of the patient's heart gradually grew out of the pores of his body and gathered on his chest. The black is like hair, the vermilion is like blood, the yellow is like gold, the gray is like thread, and the white is like silver. The roots are slender and tangled like hemp. The divine doctor couldn't help but frown.

Canghai said lightly, is the wine hot?"

“...... Hmm, hmm?" the doctor came back to his senses, "oh, it's hot, it's hot." ”

"You. Grind into a puree with clean loess, add water and dough. ”

The divine doctor was stunned, "...... Can't you pull it out?"

Canghai shook his head, "I've tried, but no." It can only come out by rubbing it with shochu. ”

The miracle doctor responded, and quickly gathered the mud ball.

Canghai said again, stand here, I will wipe it with a medicine bag, and you will roll with me with mud. Stretching out his left hand, "You take off your gloves and put them on." ”

So the two of them held the medicine with their right hand and the mud with their left hand, and the wool that was rubbed out was slowly kneaded into the mud. The patient's cry of pain became louder and louder, as if he had been severely punished with an axe, as if he had been dug out of his heart and bones, and he was in pain.

The divine doctor's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his heart felt as if he had been stuffed with five-colored wool, so that he couldn't breathe, and his stomach was tumbling for a while, and he almost wanted to gause. As a doctor, although doctors do not distinguish between young and old, rich and poor, and self-conscious, they are really inevitable in their hearts.

Canghai suddenly turned his head sideways and looked at the difficult expression of the divine doctor, his indifferent doubts and disdain jumped on his face, the divine doctor was stunned, embarrassed to bow his head, and saw the mud in his hand The five-colored wool was piercing, and he turned his head wildly.

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Chapter 109: Worse Than a Ghost (2)

Chapter 109: Worse Than a Ghost (2)