The unlucky life of a medical student

"Can it be recovered? Are you sure!"

Zhong Wuchuan turned over with a "shua", and looked directly at Xu Guangcheng.

The latter nodded solemnly.

"How long will it take to fully recover?"

Zhong Wuchuan stared nervously at Xu Guangcheng's paralyzed face, even more nervous than when he was reviewing the answers with his classmates at the end of the college entrance examination.

When Xu Guangcheng heard this, he found himself in a difficult situation: "Are you asking this question about your fingers or your body?"

"This one……"

Zhong Wuchuan was a little embarrassed. He hoped that his fingers could recover completely, but he didn't want to keep his childlike appearance for a long time.

"Want to know?!"

Zhong Wuchuan nodded expectantly.

"Then I'm afraid you will..."

Xu Guangcheng's words made Zhong Wuchuan's heart sink, and he hurriedly changed his words, saying, "I just want to clarify the situation, and I don't have to ask you to give me an affirmative answer—"

"Self-healing ability plus growth energy will make your finger recover five times faster than an ordinary adult. If these two kinds of energy can be continuously supplied to the broken finger, after half a month, your index finger nerve will be able to recover." Rebirth. But your body...unless you cut off the supply of nutrition, you can grow back into an adult at most in a week..."

Xu Guangcheng finished Zhong Wuchuan's general situation and made a brief summary: "Your finger nerves need at least half a month of energy supply to regenerate, but your body can only provide energy for less than a week..."

"So...so..."

Zhong Wuchuan had a headache.

He was aggrieved and slumped on the sofa, like an abandoned puppy.

At least, that's how Xu Guangcheng saw it.

Seeing that he was the only one of the same race in the den of the large monster, and because of the tragic history of the scars on his fingers, and the coincidence that triggered his once-in-a-thousand-year whim, Xu Guangcheng decided to help Zhong Wuchuan.

He said: "It's not completely impossible. I can use acupuncture to stimulate your ganglion, adjust the growth rhythm, transfer part of the body's growth energy to the fingers, and speed up the regeneration and repair of the nerves in the fingers... But in this way, the body The recovery time will be prolonged... There may also be some unexpected side effects..."

Cultivating the Tao is difficult, and cultivating casually is even more difficult.

After thousands of years of practicing Taoism, Xu Guangcheng has encountered the dilemma of severed limbs more than once. He is very familiar with the whole set of operations when limbs are disabled. Zhong Wuchuan's problem is not worth mentioning in his opinion.

Zhong Wuchuan was stunned.

He didn't expect Xu Guangcheng, the villain among the villains in Wu Huang's mouth, to be full of technical terms and good at acupuncture, so he asked, "Director Xu, who are you? How do you know so much?"

"I?"

Xu Guangcheng smiled and said, "As you can see, he is an ordinary security supervisor."

Hearing this, before Zhong Wuchuan said anything, a group of monsters eavesdropping outside the house had set off a turbulent wave.

"You just pretend to be you! But I can bear you!"

Wu Huang opened her mouth and burned a human tree in the yard.

Feng Qi cursed while touching the goosebumps on his body: "The old bastard is really tempted, and he even pretends to be aggressive! Hehehe!"

……

Acupuncture, as a means of physical therapy, has been widely used in clinical rehabilitation for many years.

Zhong Wuchuan had acupuncture and moxibustion physiotherapy for a week after his severed finger replantation operation, but unfortunately the effect was not obvious, and he did not continue after he was discharged from the hospital.

Therefore, when Xu Guangcheng proposed to give him acupuncture to channel energy, Zhong Wuchuan actually refused in his heart.

But thinking of Xu Guangcheng's white light that cut off the force value of the desk, and Wu Huang's evaluation of Xu Guangcheng's "extremely vicious", Zhong Wuchuan immediately gave up.

He looked around and said, "Director Xu, when do you plan to start your acupuncture treatment? Where will you do it?"

"Start today, here."

Xu Guangcheng stuffed Zhong Wuchuan with a cup of tea and said, "Drink the tea first, and I'll go upstairs to get needles and moxa sticks."

"Thank you."

Zhong Wuchuan took a sip of the tea, the rich and mellow aroma filled his mouth, with a long aftertaste, he couldn't help but admire: "Good! Good tea! Is it Mingqian tea?!"

Hearing this, Xu Guangcheng, who had already reached the turning of the stairs, stopped and replied, "Well, it's indeed Mingqian tea, but unfortunately the quality is mediocre. I'll treat you to the mother tree Dahongpao next time."

"Mingqian tea is already very high-end."

Zhong Wuchuan hastily expressed that he was very satisfied with the tea, and thought to himself that the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain, Dahongpao, had stopped picking since [-]. The real out-of-print tea leaves could not be obtained even with money. Director Xu probably was fooled by black-hearted businessmen.

After more than ten minutes, Xu Guangcheng returned to the hall.

He not only brought a whole set of silver needles and moxa sticks, but also a small antique copper stove.

The inner diameter of the copper furnace is no more than eight centimeters, and the outer diameter is no more than ten centimeters. The surface is engraved with patterns. The hall is dimly lit, and the patterns cannot be seen clearly, but it can be seen that there is a thick layer of incense ash in the furnace. It is obvious that they intend to burn incense first. Needle again.

"Unexpectedly, Director Xu is quite particular."

Zhong Wuchuan was a little surprised.

"Acupuncture and aromatherapy are both part of traditional medicine. Appropriate aromatherapy can relax nerves, soothe muscles, and assist acupuncture and moxibustion."

Xu Guangcheng said solemnly, took out a stick of incense, stuck it in the incense ashes, took out a handful of gray-brown incense powder with unknown ingredients, sprinkled it on the surface, and finally lit it——

The sweet and bitter smell lingers in the room, and the mysterious smoke spirals out.

Zhong Wuchuan was shattered by the dazzling fragrance, lying crookedly on the sofa, eyes blurred, half asleep, lips slightly parted, completely immersed in ancient dreams.

His soul has traveled by incense to a world dominated by mystery, dreams and imagination.

That place has no time and geographical norms, and common sense and taboos have disappeared without a trace. Only a mysterious fragrance guides him to walk in a luxurious, elegant and dangerous world, so that he will not be confused by illusions.

With a flick of a finger, the European-style decorated hall faded away and returned to the antique flavor of the fairyland. The powerful monk sat sideways beside the human who had strayed into this realm, hesitated a few times with his fingertips, and finally picked up a silver needle and stuck it into the skin .

The other creatures in the house also returned to their original colors, and even the sofa came alive.

Bi Fang, who had feathers as gorgeous as flames, looked down at the tiny human being, and said softly, "No wonder Fifth Sister finds him as a pet. The soul of this human being is indeed kind, beautiful, and pure."

"You want to eat? Don't dream, he is something that Lao Xu and Fifth Sister have their eyes on."

The "Afghan Hound" stood up, his voice hoarse.

Its body is a golden retriever.

Qiongqi also flapped his wings and went back to the cave, and said unhappily: "I hate the Holy Mother and the Holy Father the most! There is nothing I can do about Lao Xu taking this one."

"I wasted a whole 1000 years and failed to lead Lao Xu into the devil's way and become a great villain. I even forced myself to breathe the air in the same room as the good man for Lao Xu's taste. It's enough to be poor and strange to you." Failed."

Bi Fang hummed and made sarcastic remarks.

Golden Retriever followed suit: "Feng Qi, quit the group, don't embarrass Qiongqi again!"

"You——NND dare to laugh at me! I'm keeping a low profile! I'm only one centimeter away from success!"

Qiongqi was so angry that he retorted and even flapped his wings to fight these two bastards.

But cursing was cursing, none of them dared to rush into Xu Guangcheng's side.

Because Xu Guangcheng is a more evil existence than them.

Fortunately, at this moment, Xu Guangcheng was concentrating on giving Zhong Wuchuan the needle.

Along with his fingers, the silver needles were pierced into Zhong Wuchuan's main meridian points one by one, starting from the side of the ear, neck, shoulders, arms, wrists, index finger... especially the scar at the root of the index finger. Densely packed, full of trembling silver needles.

After the entire meridian was fixed with silver needles, Xu Guangcheng pinched the tactic with his fingers, and the auspicious aura floating in the air flowed in like a stream flowing into the sea, turning into dew and condensing on the tail of the silver needle. The silver needles flow into the meridians and turn into vitality to nourish the damaged nerves and fingers.

After repeating this many times, for a full three hours, the incense finally burned out.

The Dongfu was decorated by illusions into an ordinary European-style villa hall.

Zhong Wuchuan woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and saw that not only the back of his hand was covered with silver needles, but silver needles were shining on his arms and shoulders.

"Why do you have to get so many needles...and just now...did I fall asleep..."

"Sleep can make the repair function of cells run more efficiently," Xu Guangcheng pressed Zhong Wuchuan with one hand, and said, "Don't move, I will help you remove the needle."

"I'm sorry, I... it's the first time I've seen such a scene..."

Zhong Wuchuan quickly sat up straight and cooperated with Xu Guangcheng to take the needle.

Obviously his arm was pierced like a hedgehog, but when Xu Guangcheng took the needle, his body felt no pain and no bleeding. Zhong Wuchuan couldn't help but think, Old Xu really has a few brushes. This acupuncture alone has far exceeded my expectations. .

"Hearing" Zhong Wuchuan's voice, Xu Guangcheng smiled slightly.

After taking out all the silver needles, Xu Guangcheng asked Zhong Wuchuan to try to bend his index finger.

Zhong Wuchuan followed suit and found that the bending movement was still very stiff, but compared with before the needle was inserted, the transmission speed of nerve impulses had improved significantly.

"It really works! Thank you so much, Old Xu!"

"We are all colleagues, so don't be too polite."

Xu Guangcheng put one hand behind his back, took out a bag of incense powder from the space, handed it to Zhong Wuchuan, and said, "When you go back, sprinkle these calming powder in the room, so that you won't be awakened by phantom limb pain at night."

"Such an expensive thing..."

Zhong Wuchuan was flattered.

He doesn't know about aromatherapy, but smelling the lingering fragrance in the room, he knows that this pack of face powder must be worth a lot.

Xu Guangcheng said: "Save people to the end, send Buddhas to the west. I only do what I think I should do."

"Thank you Director Xu, you are a good man."

Holding the powder, Zhong Wuchuan left the small building with Wu Huang who was waiting outside.

As soon as he left the barrier, Xiao Lou took off his disguise.

In the resplendent palace, apart from Qiongqi with ferocious eyebrows, golden-haired jerk with grinning teeth, and Bi Fang who is staring at him... there is also a monster that resembles Medusa, the Greek banshee.

The snake man's eyes were covered with a black cloth, and the thick snake body was covered with glass-colored scales, which formed a plate on the ground for Xu Guangcheng to sit and lie on. During breathing, the scales rubbed against each other, releasing a poisonous fragrance.

Just now, Zhong Wuchuan was lying on it to receive acupuncture...

The author has something to say:

Thinking that the little doctor was lying on a big snake to receive acupuncture, my heart couldn't stop laughing~~~

After all, Lao Xu is not a good person, so naturally everyone under his seat is a vicious beast~~