Chapter 62 Can Cure
"My goodness, how can there be so many people here? And they're all quite old, it's really strange."
Seeing the scene in the stone crevice, Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, muttering to himself in a low voice.
When Zhao Ji was still in a daze, Zixing didn't hesitate, his body suddenly darted into the ginseng field, picked out a large one and pulled it out, happily crunching on it.
After eating more than a dozen mouthfuls, nearly half of the huge ginseng had gone down. Only then did Zixing stop, with the remaining half tightly clutched in his paw, treasuring it as if it were precious.
"I said that Zixing is so spiritual, it turns out that often taking these thousand-year-old ginseng as three meals a day has become a kind of psychic species."
All sorts of mysterious and divine things about Zixing, Zhao Ji thought he had found the answer.
Entering Baoshan will definitely not return empty-handed. Zhao Ji went in and picked a few large ginseng, but it was just excessive greed, so he prepared to turn around and leave.
Just out of the stone crack, Zhao Ji's eyes swept across, and saw a not-so-small cave entrance on the left side. With curiosity in his heart, he hurried over to take a look, and a faint smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.
"Could it be that this is the mountain cave where Hei Hu resides?"
He glanced around casually and made some guesses based on the scattered animal bones in the cave.
It seems that Hei Hu and Zi Xing both discovered the ginseng in the stone crevice, perhaps by chance or perhaps due to animal instinct. They ate the thousand-year-old ginseng, which allowed them to become spiritually connected and divine.
Knowing the benefits of thousand-year-old ginseng, Zixing and Heihu must have both wanted to take these ginseng for themselves, which is why they became sworn enemies and repeatedly fought without end.
With the purple star on his shoulder, Zhao Ji returned to the front of Fei Sheng Hall. Song Yuanqiao and Hu Qingniu were still waiting there. He hurriedly stepped forward two steps, smiled and said: "Letting Brother Song and Brother Hu wait for a long time, Zhao Ji is really sorry, my things are done, we can go now."
The three of them walked together, and soon they would be out of the valley. Before descending the mountain, Zhao Ji and Zixing said their goodbyes, gently patting its head and affectionately saying: "Zixing, I'm leaving again, you take care of yourself, without Hei Hu as an opponent, in this valley, you can reign supreme."
"Haha, I'm out of here."
Zi Xing threw the purple star and placed it on the tree. Zhao burst out laughing three times, and together with Song Yuanqiao and Hu Qingniu, they descended from Feisheng Peak one after another.
Hu Qingniu is good at medicine, but his martial arts skills are not too high. However, he is not weaker than Zhao Ji, and on the way, he does not drag down the journey too much.
Silently, the three returned to Zengjiacun Village, with their hearts still worrying about Ling Shuanghua's condition. Zhao Ji didn't dare to delay and immediately said to Hu Qingniu: "Brother Hu, I have an urgent matter here that requires your assistance, are you willing to lend a hand?"
"What's going on? Tell me about it."
Hu Qingniu frowned and asked without daring to readily agree.
He looked at Hu Qingniu deeply and said slowly, "This matter is a difficult thing for us, but it seems to be easy for Brother Hu. I have a brother whose wife has been seriously ill, and many doctors have seen her without any improvement. Brother Hu is known as the 'Medical Immortal', so he should be able to cure her."
"I see, okay, I'll go take a look."
Understanding the situation, Hu Qingniu raised an eyebrow and readily agreed.
Hu Qingniu's temper may have a bit of eccentricity, in Yi Tian, he only wants to treat illnesses and injuries for the people of Mingjiao, but when he came to the Heavenly Realm, it was a completely unfamiliar place, he had a request from Zhao Ji, naturally he couldn't not give him face.
"That's great, come on, Brother Hu, follow me."
Although he was very confident that Hu Qing Niu would agree, Zhao Ji was still extremely delighted when he really agreed.
Zhao Ji led the way in front, Hu Qingniu closely followed behind, and arrived at the house where Ding Dian lived. He rushed inside while loudly speaking.
"Brother Ding, I'm back, and I've brought a divine doctor with me."
In the main room, Ling Shuanghua lay on a recliner, her face pale and her breathing weak. Her condition was clearly quite serious.
By Ling Shuanghua's side, Ding Dian clung tightly to her, his large hands grasping her delicate jade-like hands, accompanying her in laughter and tears.
"Brother Ding, I'm back, and I've also brought a divine doctor with me."
He rushed into the hall, Zhao Ji's face was filled with a hint of joy, and he loudly said to Ding Dian: "Brother Ding, this is Hu Qingniu, the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal, whose medical skills are divine. Perhaps, he can cure Sister-in-law Ding's illness."
As soon as he heard that Zhao Ji had invited a divine doctor, Ding Dian was both shocked and delighted. He hastily got up, his eyes passing over Zhao Ji and focusing on Hu Qingniu, excitedly asking: "Is this the divine doctor you've invited?"
"Not bad, indeed a divine doctor."
Zhao nodded slightly.
"Divine doctor, please come quickly and take a look at my wife. What's wrong with her? Many people have examined her before, saying it's due to weakness of both qi and blood, but no one has been able to cure her. Please, divine doctor, you must show your extraordinary skills and save my wife."
In a nearly desperate situation, he met a divine doctor. How could Ding Tian not grasp this straw and seek it eagerly?
"Okay, let me take a look."
He nodded slightly to Ding Dian as a courtesy, then Hu Qingniu came to Ling Shuanghua's side and sat down, asking her to extend her hand for him to take her pulse and diagnose the illness.
He closed his eyes tightly, Hu Qingniu concentrated all his attention, after dozens of breaths, he finally opened his eyes, furrowed his brow and got up to pace back and forth.
Throughout the process of Hu Qingniu's diagnosis, Ding Dian's eyes were fixed tightly on him, paying attention to his every move, and the anxiety in his expression was very obvious.
"Hu Doctor, how is my wife's condition?"
Ding Dian's anxiety in his heart couldn't be suppressed by reason. Seeing Hu Qingniu remaining silent for a long time, he immediately asked him out.
"Her illness is not light, this is worrying to the point of sickness, after a long time, it has already damaged her spirit and vitality, both Qi and blood are weak, and it has already harmed her foundation."
Hu Qingniu spoke up, saying in a deep voice.
"Hu brother, this symptom of wasting spirit and weakness of qi and blood can be light or severe. Judging from Ding's wife's situation, it is clear that she has already fallen ill to the point of no return. I don't know if there is still a way to cure her."
Zhao Ji spoke up and asked.
With a somewhat surprised glance at Zhao Ji, Hu Qingniu said: "Brother Zhao, unexpectedly, you also understand the way of medicine."
"I have some knowledge about it."
In fact, Zhao Ji was not proficient in medical skills and only knew some modern methods of treating wounds. However, when Hu Qing's cow flew up to heaven, all the medical knowledge entered his mind.
"Hu Shen Yi, can this illness be cured or not?"
For a moment, he couldn't get an answer, Ding Dian was uneasy in his heart and couldn't help but ask again loudly.
He slightly frowned, seemingly dissatisfied, but Hu Qingniu nodded affirmatively and replied, "It can be cured."
Just two words made Ding Dian overjoyed, and he couldn't help but feel happy. He had only been reunited with Ling Shuanghua for a few days, so naturally, he didn't want her to die. However, all his attempts to seek help had been in vain, until Hu Qingniu said she could be cured, which was like music to his ears.
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