FYN Chapter 50 I'll Avoid Your Edge?
Chapter 50 I'll Avoid Your Edge?
"Besides the possibility that Yong'an Hall might be hiding Ganoderma lucidum, there is another piece of news, I don't know if it will be of any use to you, my dear nephew."
To be honest, Dr. Li Wanshan of Baoshentang, without fear of being laughed at by my nephew, and not to slander my colleague, is only barely passable in terms of pulse diagnosis and prescription.
Strangely enough, several patients who were on the verge of death were saved at Baoshentang.
There was a patient I saw with my own eyes who was almost completely exhausted and beyond medical help.
After visiting Baoshentang, he miraculously lived for another three months before dying.
Li Xin's expression turned strange.
Baoshentang, isn't that the clinic opened by my second uncle?
The memories in my mind are not very detailed.
I was very young at the time and only heard a few snippets of information, but I still have some impression of them.
It seems that my second uncle took ginseng from home and left, which angered my grandfather so much that he vomited three liters of blood. My father often cursed him when he mentioned this.
Later, after my second uncle made his fortune in the capital, he wrote a letter back to his hometown.
Li Xin didn't know what the letter contained; he only remembered that his father had torn it up.
Could it be that the ginseng is something extraordinary?
"Uncle Yang, if it really is ginseng that's keeping him alive, how old do you estimate it to be?"
"Even a century-old ginseng would have a hard time achieving such medicinal effects."
I don't know the specifics. However, that man is greedy for fame and fortune; the few difficult patients he cured were all relatives of powerful and wealthy people. If you're going to seek medicine, you could start from that angle.
"Thank you for your guidance, Uncle Yang."
Li Xin declined Doctor Yang and Aunt Zhen's invitation to stay for dinner and returned to his own courtyard with his medicine bag.
They could see someone peering out from a distance outside the door.
Fortunately, no one bothered his own shop, and no one carried a coffin to block the entrance to his yard.
"Second brother, will Zhang Yuanhao come here?"
Li Cheng hurriedly came over to greet him.
His expression was not good.
He had obviously received the news as well.
"Won't."
Li Xin smiled and turned to look at Zhuang Hongxiu:
"What do you think, Hongxiu?"
"Because if they block our door and lift the lid, the young master will really kill them. Right now, they're just blocking the entrance to the Cheng family's Bagua shop, which is an easy way to deceive them."
With Master Cheng watching over him, the young master can only use his mouth; he must never act recklessly.
"That's right, that's exactly it. Good people deserve to have guns pointed at them."
Li Xin uttered a famous saying from his previous life.
His eyes were full of mockery.
It was Nezha, the Third Prince, who killed Zhang Shijie, the old bodyguard, in the Tongpan Prefecture. What does that have to do with Li Xin?
I'm very busy these days and don't have much time to chat with them.
"Brother, arrange for Yang Fan and Xiao Hu to secretly investigate the news about Yong'an Hall and Baoshen Hall."
Don't be stingy with your money, and try your best not to attract the attention of those with ulterior motives.
"And about Baoshentang? Oh, okay."
Li Cheng's eyes flickered, but he didn't ask any more questions and turned to leave.
"Wait, come and take your medicine before meals. You and Hongxiu also need to take a dose of Nourishing Essence Soup every day now. Let's see if you can handle the effects of the medicine."
Li Xin then gave further instructions.
He felt it was necessary to train his elder brother and Zhuang Hongxiu's combat capabilities as soon as possible.
Regardless of how skilled they are, they should at least be able to stand on their own and protect themselves.
As for those little ones, they're still laying the foundation, so let's take it slow.
"us?"
Li Cheng quickly shook his head. He had heard that the medicine was very expensive. How many bowls of mutton soup would he have to sell to earn it back?
"It's not a problem to skimp on this little bit of money."
Li Xin laughed and said, "Sometimes when I'm away from home, I neglect the family and have to rely on you, elder brother, to keep things going."
"Okay then."
Li Cheng straightened his back and immediately felt the weight of responsibility and a sense of urgency welled up in his heart.
Zhuang Hongxiu didn't say anything, she just looked at Li Xin gently and listened to his arrangements.
By noon, the three doses of Yangyuan Decoction were ready. Li Xin drank a bowl and waited for the medicine to take effect.
After a while, I felt like my body was on fire.
A surge of heat rose from my stomach and spread throughout my limbs and bones.
My muscles, bones, skin, and flesh felt itchy, tingling, and numb; my heart was especially restless.
He couldn't sit still any longer, so he stood up and assumed the Baguaquan stance.
He stepped out in circles, slowly pushing his palms forward. He circulated his qi and blood, carefully controlling his strength.
The force was like a tidal wave; a palm was pushed to the fingertips, but no blow was delivered.
Then, starting from the three Yin acupoints on the hand, it circles around the three Yang meridians of the hand and returns to the internal organs.
The body alternates between hot and cold... the skin feels tight and the heat doesn't dissipate.
The energy circulates repeatedly, the fluctuations become stronger and stronger, and the energy becomes more and more concentrated.
Ultimately, it transforms into billowing steam, penetrating deep into the skin, bones, and flesh.
Three-quarters of an hour later.
He felt the effects of the medicine gradually fading.
When your thoughts sink into your mind, you will see your own state.
The "Constitution" column has silently changed from 18 points to 18.1.
"The progress is obvious... Just one dose of medicine increased his physical condition by 0.1."
Sure enough, the Nourishing Essence Decoction that Doctor Yang prescribed this time was much better than the previous medicines that cost two taels of silver per dose.
The main problem is that the ginseng is far too precious. Even selling it for twenty taels of silver a piece would be a bargain.
"Of course, besides the improved quality of the medicine, my absorption rate of the medicine's effects is also one of the reasons for the rapid increase in my [physical constitution]."
Looking at the reactions of the two older brothers, Li Cheng and Zhuang Hongxiu, after taking the medicine.
Li Xin was a little surprised.
I have gained a better understanding of my own body.
The eldest brother and Zhuang Hongxiu had only drunk half a bowl of herbal soup, and their skin was already as red as boiled shrimp.
The two men's fists and feet whistled through the air; one practiced Chuojiao (a type of footwork), and the other practiced Wing Chun.
After fighting for nearly half an hour, his blood and qi were still churning.
Especially the area above the forehead, which was steaming hot, like boiling water.
"This medicine was too nourishing for them, wasting a lot of its potency, and their pores couldn't lock in their breath."
According to Dr. Yang, this condition indicates that medication has reached its limit.
"However, I didn't have much of a reaction here. After digestion, I was able to take another dose."
After thinking for a moment, Li Xin swallowed another bowl of medicine.
He continued practicing until the hour of Wei (1-3 PM) before concluding his practice.
Looking at his [Constitution] of 18.2 and [Spirit] of 20.05, he fell into deep thought.
This medicine will not only strengthen the body, but also invigorate the spirit.
After taking two doses of tonic, the effect did not diminish, and the body did not experience the bloating, pain, or tearing sensation that Dr. Yang had described.
I could only feel that my blood was a little hot and my heart was slightly agitated.
I want to fight.
"So it seems that I can only take about three doses of the Nourishing Essence Soup a day. Any more than that and I will feel unwell."
"Such terrifying drug tolerance is probably due to the effect of his [innate talent]."
"The increase in faith power boosts attribute points, fundamentally and subtly improving my body from the inside out. It's more comprehensive and solid than the progress in qi and blood gained through cultivation."
"If I have enough precious medicine, I can improve at a rocket-like speed."
Before others even realize it, it has already grown into a towering tree.
"Yong'an Hall..."
Li Xin stood in the courtyard, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
As for Baoshentang, Li Xin didn't have high hopes for his second uncle's place.
If I remember correctly, my second uncle took the old ginseng root that my family had obtained many years ago.
Even if there is anything left at this point, it will certainly not be much.
Besides, considering how my second uncle treated his siblings that day...
Ginseng is something you absolutely must not mention.
Otherwise, a complete breakdown in relations is inevitable.
……
"Junior brother, the one who tied the knot must untie it; this matter still requires your intervention."
On this day, Cheng Feiyan appeared in the Li family's courtyard at the end of the 11 PM.
Upon entering, he looked me up and down with a strange expression.
At first, I was amazed that Li Xin, at such a young age, had accomplished such a great feat. But as I watched, something felt off.
She took a quick step, exuding a subtle fragrance, and approached Li Xin, gesturing to him before letting out a gasp.
"How is that possible? Junior brother, what kind of fertilizer did you eat?"
"Senior sister, Hongxiu is watching."
Feeling the bouncy texture, Li Xin rolled his eyes.
Senior Sister Feiyan is so generous; she doesn't act like a man at all.
"You little brat, how old are you? What's wrong with her looking at you?"
As soon as Cheng Feiyan said this, she still felt something was off. She suddenly realized that her junior brother wasn't so young after all.
It's only been a short time, but he looks like a little adult.
"By the way, stop talking so much. Zhang Yuanhao is acting like his father has died. His eyes are red, and he looks like he wants to kill someone." Cheng Feiyan said with a resentful expression.
"They kept saying, 'It's about determining who's superior and who's inferior, and deciding life and death,' and kept pushing their junior brother to step in."
No matter what my father says, he just won't listen. I just want to know what you mean. If you don't want to see me, then I'll ignore you.
That's because his father died.
Li Xin guessed that Huiyou Escort Agency might not have publicly revealed the truth.
Everyone is tacit.
After all, he was wearing a mask at the time, and it was Nezha the Third Prince who committed the murder. If they revealed it, not only would they lose face greatly, but they could also deny it.
But they didn't say anything, they just came to challenge me by name, leaving me with no reason to avoid the fight.
They all have a sense of shame.
Should I avoid your sharp edge?
"Have you sent the visiting card yet?"
"Sent, a death warrant..."
"Very well, if he wants war, then let's fight."
Li Xin sneered.
He had given Old Man Zhang a chance back then at the prefectural office.
Similarly, waiting for most of the day without going to the Cheng family's courtyard was also giving Zhang Yuanhao an opportunity.
Since he doesn't cherish it, then let him have it.
……