My Past Life Simulator Chapter 298

   Chapter 298 297 ["Cracked Stone Body"]

  【proficiency: 856 (rough), 85 (proficiency), 65 (small success)]

   Save your proficiency, and He Zhao reads leisurely.

From    to noon, Zhou Hong, who had slept, woke up.

  The heat that was rushing through his body disappeared, replaced by a feeling of weakness in his body. It was as if he had suffered a serious illness, and he had no strength in his body.

   "Little. Mr. Little?"

   A faint shout came from behind the screen, and he immediately put down his books and walked in.

"how?"

   "Empty, it takes effort to raise your hand."

   In this regard, Liuhemen senior brother, truthfully tell your feelings.

   "Normal phenomenon, rest for half a month. If you have money, you can eat a bowl of ginseng soup every day, but if you don't have money, you can eat yam.

   "Thanks a lot. Thank you, little gentleman, for your kindness and great virtue. There will be a great reward in the future." As for the reward, no one said. It's also reasonable. You said that I will be well in half a month, and I will definitely be well?

  Why don't you wait for a real gun to hit it once to experience the curative effect.

   If it is really useful, there will naturally be a generous reward.

If    is useless, let it go.

  Some of the famous doctors, even those with the surname Zhou, would not dare to fry their hair, not to mention Yuzhitang, which is famous all over the city of Four Springs!

   Besides, it is true that being angry can vent the depression in your heart, but what if the other party reveals his unspeakable secrets?

  When the time comes, there will be nowhere to stay in the huge city.

  Xiao Zhou, who suffered from andrology disease, left. When he came, he walked like a tiger, and when he walked, he was out of breath. After walking a few steps, I had to rest for a while, and my body was terrifyingly empty.

  'Qi, if you can consume a lot, it is best not to. Otherwise, he would be like Zhou Hong, weak and listless like an eggplant beaten by frost. '

   Someone looked at the back of Liuhemen Senior Brother, touched his chin and said to himself.

   "Hu'er, someone's here."

   Fan Zhong's voice sounded, and he hurriedly returned to the counter, preparing to see a doctor.

   After a while, he prescribed a cheap but effective prescription, and a message popped up in the upper left corner of his sight.

  【Do you want to save 5 points of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

"Yes."

  【proficiency: 856 (rough), 90 (proficiency), 65 (small success)]

   Minor illness and disaster, similar to Liu Liu's waist and leg pain, a maximum of 5 points for each treatment.

   But he was very happy. He just took the pulse and asked a few questions about his symptoms. It took less than ten minutes in total, which was much better than reading hard.

  In the afternoon, the number of people gradually increased.

  Some incurable diseases are naturally diagnosed and treated by Mr. Fan himself.

   Of course, before that, I will first ask my disciple, listen to his judgment, and give the treatment plan.

  Proficient level of "Miscellaneous Diseases", only five or six kinds of diseases can be cured.

   When you meet someone with the right number, your answer is fluent, not much worse than being a master. When encountering diseases without talent [Heaven will help those who help themselves] and instilled medical experience, I can only follow the script, or to say, I will not.

   You can't just talk nonsense just to express yourself, right?

  Perhaps, you can scare others, but you can't scare Lao Fan!

   "As a teacher, I have a general understanding of your abilities. There are 24 people with minor illnesses. They have never made mistakes, and their illnesses involve many subjects.

   It can be seen that your family's medical skills cover a wide range, and your kid has a deep foundation. In the future, ordinary patients will be handed over to you for treatment. As for the first six kinds of intractable diseases in the "Miscellaneous Diseases", it is also up to you to diagnose and treat.

   However, if you are unsure, you must ask me first, and don't be arrogant and ignore human life. "

   Fan Zhong looked at his disciple and sighed in his heart.

   At the age of sixteen, relying on a medical book, he can treat diseases no less than those old doctors who have practiced medicine for more than ten years, or even decades. How long did it take to get the "The Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases", and the first few diseases were second only to him.

   If it weren't for his practice of medicine for nearly 20 years, I'm afraid he might not be as good as an apprentice.

genius!

   He Zhao was very happy to hear this. Not only did he gain a lot today, he also received Master's approval to practice medicine freely.

   "Go back to the house tonight?"

   "No, thank you Master for your kindness."

   He didn't want to see Fan Yan, the two people in the province had a conflict, and it was difficult for Lao Fan to be in the middle.

   "Okay, this is the key to Yuzhitang."

   The voice fell, and Fan Zhong took out a bunch of keys from his arms.

   Good guy, at a glance there are at least a dozen.

   "The gate, warehouse, cabinets, rooms, etc. can all be opened. Don't go back to Qingshan Village. I heard that there is a local gang, and it's been quite noisy recently."

   On the one hand, he was surprised that Master was so quick to hand over some of the rights of Yuzhitang to himself. On the other hand, of course, I didn't expect that the people from the local gang responded very quickly.

  Liu Jiao and the others had just died a few days ago when they realized something was wrong and sent people to investigate.

But it doesn't matter, no one saw the rogues come to his house that night, and there was no blood when the murder was committed. onto it.

   After a few days, the soil in the backyard dries up, and unless someone can pin it, they will not be able to find the body if they are exhausted.

   "Master, there are several prescriptions in family medicine, can I study them?"

   Lao Fan waved his hand boldly at the question raised by his disciple.

   "You can use it, as long as you don't intentionally waste the medicinal materials, or set the Yuzhitang on fire, whatever."

   The medicine hall is yours sooner or later, you can toss as much as you like, as long as you don't feel bad.

   One thing to say, Yuzhitang's real money-making business is actually the medicinal business with the army.

   Even if Fan Zhong is famous and highly skilled in medicine, he sells medicine to his death twelve hours a day, can he compare to one percent of the military?

   Even if the medicine hall was set on fire, people would not frown even a little bit, and they would take out a large sum of cash to rebuild it every minute.

   "Thank you, Master."

   "Well, I'm leaving."

   After saying that, Lao Fan turned around and left the medicine hall.

   "Boom--"

   A loud thunder lit up half the sky.

  He Zhao, who was standing at the entrance of Yuzhitang, looked up at the dark clouds that covered the sky for some time, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   God, help him!

   "Crackling."

   After a while, the rain poured down, and the pesized raindrops fell, and the streets were soon empty.

   He sat in the house in the backyard of the medicine hall, watching the wind and rain galloping outside the window, inexplicably relieved.

   Since the fight came to the large-scale simulation scene, it was like chasing a group of hungry wolves behind the buttocks and ran wildly forward.

   Now, I can finally calm down and take a rest.

   Then, hold the rice bucket and continue to cook.

   Eat two mouthfuls of dishes from time to time, sip a sip of warm rice wine, and the two words are highlighted as a whole – comfortable.

   After eating and drinking, and packing up the dishes, he put on his robe and umbrella, got into the pharmacy, and started to implement the plan that he had been thinking about for a long time.

   A big plan to transform the formula of the split stone hand medicine into a medicinal bath! !

"Safflower, guiwei, myrrh, paeonol, peach kernels, branches, dried blood, dragon melon flower, raw grass black, ground bone skin, tiger bone, and spirits." He had already remembered the prescription in his mind, and he spent nearly Fifty taels of silver can be described as unforgettable.

The only difficulty with    recipes lies in the dosage of various medicinal materials.

   After all, the person who wrote it has come to the best match after numerous experiments.

   Changing from the hands to the whole body is more than simply increasing the dose. There are too many factors to consider.

   "Get more first, divide the dose according to your own medical knowledge, and experiment a little."

  The guinea pig?

   Of course it was him.

   Grind all the medicinal materials into powder, and brought a dozen jars of spirits from the kitchen, poured them all into the tub and stirred them in one go.

  About ten minutes later, a bucket of pitch-black liquid medicine took shape.

   "Gudong——"

   He Zhao swallowed and spit. At that time, he put his hands into the medicinal liquid, the heart-piercing pain and corrosion are still fresh in his memory.

   He looked down at his crotch, wondering if he should be more cautious. But when I think of just "playing" a large-scale simulation scene, it's not really traveling through another world.

   One gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

   "Puff!"

  He, took off his clothes and closed his eyes and pierced in.

   "Fuck!"

   As soon as I entered, a white smoke rose immediately.

   The whole person seems to be in lava, the flesh seems to be melted, and everything is dead. There is a sense of tearing in the body, the pain of thousands of cuts, but that's it?

   The feeling of corrosion and tearing is more than ten times more painful than the practice of hands in the past.

   Thanks to his many deaths and many tricks, he also had the experience of being tortured continuously after the sacrificial utensil was revived and turned into a ghost.

  Otherwise, he would have fainted from the pain just now, or even died suddenly.

   This is not a medicinal bath at all, but a kind of torture in disguise.

   No matter how tough a man is, press him into the medicinal liquid, I am afraid that he will explain everything he knows immediately, and will not keep a trace.

   In half an hour, the medicinal liquid turned from black to white.

  Corrosion and tearing all retreated, He Zhao spread out in the jade bucket and looked up at the roof.

  【Congratulations to the player, you have learned the Rock Splitter! 】

  【《Cracked Stone Body》: 10%】

   "Successful, but not entirely successful."

   To tell the truth, he was prepared for countless failures early on.

   As mentioned earlier, the only difficulty in transforming a prescription into a medicinal bath lies in the dosage of various medicinal materials.

   More or less, it will affect people and even harm.

   said success, because he persisted, and a confirmation message popped up in the upper left corner of his sight. Said that it was not completely successful, he was the only one in the medicated bath, and he was able to persevere.

   It doesn't mean that other people's willpower is not good, and they are not as powerful as famous ruthless people. But he has experienced a lot of pain, the corrosion and tearing of the medicinal bath, at most it is a re-examination.

   It was someone else who didn't have a "rich and colorful" experience. When I first received a medicated bath, I guessed that I would burp.

   "A surprise."

   There are no countless trials, and one succeeds.

  The only sadness is that I have to suffer hundreds of millions of sins.

   "But how do I explain to Master that I spent more than five hundred taels worth of medicinal materials in one go?"

   That's right, the medicated bath of the split stone body is not only a waste of people, but also a waste of money!

   No wonder the author didn't mention the whole body, but the hands.

   A person with a wealth of wealth + iron, can't stand such a toss.

   The next day, Fan Zhong fell into deep thought while holding the medicine list his friend had just counted.

   It is not intended to target the disciples, but Yuzhitang will weigh the medicinal materials every once in a while. See if you can use it for a period of time in the past, and it matches the number.

  Unfortunately, today is the day of weighing.

   "More than five hundred taels."

   He thought that the prescription from his apprentice had cost him dozens of taels of silver.

   As a result, it gave a surprise in the morning.

   is not complaining, let alone feeling distressed about money.

  Yuzhitang will be inherited by the other party sooner or later. It cost more than 500 taels of silver. It is not me who should be distressed.

   Instead, I was curious about the prescription!

  500 taels of silver, the value is much higher than the medicinal baths in some sects in Sichun City.

   So, what is the effect?

   You can't spend more than five hundred taels, you can only treat the pain in the back and legs!

  The emperor of the Moon Eclipse Kingdom would not be so extravagant.

   "Cough cough."

  After eating breakfast, He Zhao saw Master meditating with the list, so he could not help but walk forward and coughed.

   "Er, this."

   "Master, I guessed you would ask. Here, I made this with medicinal dregs. You can try it."

"how"

   "Hand in."

   Fan Zhong looked at the pitch-black liquid in the copper basin, frowning tightly together.

   It doesn't seem very good.

   Ultimately, curiosity trumps reason.

   Besides, the apprentice will not harm him!

   tentatively stretched out his hand with his finger and tapped it lightly.

   "his-"

   It can melt the corrosion feeling of the fingers and the tearing feeling of thousands of cuts, pouring into the heart from the fingers.

With a sound of   bass, Lao Fan quickly withdrew his arm.

   "Poison?"

   "No, if it's poison, the fingers won't be intact."

  Yes, you don't have to guess.

  He Zhao decided last night to tell the truth, everyone has passed on the "Lan of Miscellaneous Diseases" to him, and it is really unnecessary to be stingy with a prescription.

   Even if the recipe spreads out, many people practice the stone cracking hand, and they can beat him!

   Just kidding, the cracked stone body is better.

   Anyway, no one can imitate the surname He and play a suicide medicated bath.

   "This medicinal liquid needs to be soaked for a long time. When your hands are white, you can release twice your own strength. Moreover, your hands are as hard as stubborn stones, and you are not afraid of being slashed by swords. The disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of physical strength."

   The voice fell, and he saw Lao Fan looking at his hands.

   "Yes, I succeeded in my practice early. A few days ago, I heard about a medicinal bath. I thought that if I could improve it into a medicinal bath and soak my whole body, wouldn't the diamond be not bad?"

   "So, you fooled yourself last night!" Fan Zhong stared at him with big eyes, and his tone was rather unkind. "Did you know that the recipe for medicated baths was obtained by many predecessors after countless years of research. If there is a small mistake, the meridians of the whole body will be broken, and since then, they will become useless. The stairs up your bones."

   "Master, I know I'm wrong." At this time, I can't bear it, and the old man said that most of the anger can be dissipated.

"Hmph, I see your kid jumping up and down. It must have been a great luck last night. The Lord of Hell didn't accept you, and the little trickster who asked for his life didn't bother to look at you. Otherwise, this morning, the teacher will have to collect the body for you." Fan did not expect that the apprentice confessed his mistake so quickly, and the fire was simmering in his stomach, and he couldn't let it out.

   "Bring the recipe to me, I will try to adjust it before I go back to the house tonight."

   He Zhao, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately took out the prescription with crooked writing from his arms.

   "What are you still doing? Sitting in the hall, practicing medicine!"

"okay."

   He slipped away in a hurry, ran back to the lobby in a proper manner, and continued to brush the proficiency.

   (end of this chapter)

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