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Zhang Xuezhou's speechlessness corresponds to the transformation of the world.
One second he was still expanding his acupoints to regain the level of Zhi Ge Jue, and the next second he opened his eyes and was already lying under the quilt.
There were constant defenses, but when he made up his mind to get down to business, the world was moving normally.
The seven-day shuttle interval has become twelve days. Zhang Xuezhou can adapt to the change in time, but he can't stand the shuttle while he is in the X446 device.
As long as he thought of Turcolando's deathly expression, he knew that the high-end medical treatment Turcolando asked for was not cheap.
Accordingly, Zhang Xuezhou had no idea of wasting anything, and he couldn't afford it.
But when he concentrated on pushing himself to evade the law, he suddenly lost control of himself in the real world. This change of situation made him extremely uncomfortable.
But Zhang Xuezhou quickly changed his mind.
This has no reason for him not to move.
"What's going on? Why is there a cloth wrapped around my head and it still smells like herbs? How come you guys have fixed my body too, cousin? Cousin? Master Dong?"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted.
Dong Zhongshu and Rong Tianding did not appear, but an old man wearing a mountain crown and carrying a medicinal gourd appeared in front of Zhang Xuezhou.
"You actually woke up?" The old man said in great surprise: "I thought you were almost dead!"
"Why are you talking?" Zhang Xuezhou complained: "I'm not as old as you, how could I be almost dead!"
"Dr. Dong bought an old house, but he hasn't lived in it for many years, and he hasn't hired anyone to take care of it. There was a rare heavy rain a few days ago, and the house collapsed." The old man didn't mind Zhang Xuezhou's words, and said with a sigh. : "The bed you were sleeping on was smashed. You haven't eaten or drank for the past few days and you haven't been awake. Several colleagues said you were hopeless!"
"It's raining? The Dong Mansion collapsed? What about my cousin and Mrs. Dong?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"Dr. Dong just walked around yesterday. Your cousin is still lying in another room recuperating. He should be able to walk in two days!"
"how so?"
"Accidents are inevitable when it rains heavily." The old man shook his head repeatedly and said, "The old house must be repaired and repaired to avoid disaster. Your Majesty took pity on Dr. Dong's disaster and has already asked people to help rebuild the house. Many scholars also came to help after hearing this. !”
The old man is a medical official sent by the imperial court, and his medical level is much higher than that of Wang Ermazi, the miracle doctor in Shu County.
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the splint on his body and felt that it looked very similar to the real-life technique.
Herbal ointments were applied to his head and body, and he seemed to have been treated with magic.
Except that he didn't wake up, all medical measures were in place.
When the old man inserted several golden needles into Zhang Xuezhou's body, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his body, which had been numb for a long time, came to life, and his body was no longer as difficult to move as before.
"Miracle doctor, your medical skills are so wonderful!"
Zhang Xuezhou was still comparing his medical skills with those in real life a second ago, but when the old man used needles to stimulate his body, which directly alleviated the symptoms of paralysis, he felt that the other party's medical skills were so amazing that he had no friends.
He clarified the matter and changed his words. The old man enjoyed the repeated honorifics.
"Come on, come on, let's drink the ginseng soup first... Oh, you can get out of bed too!"
The old man turned around to get the medicine and then looked back again, only to see that Zhang Xuezhou had stood up normally and started to remove the splints that fixed the bones.
There was a faint breath of mana in the air, and the other party had obviously performed medical procedures to save himself.
The effect brought by the spell was extremely miraculous, and the old man couldn't help but marvel at it.
"It is difficult for doctors to have such a rapid effect on the golden needle technique. This technique of yours should be a military area technique. This technique heals very quickly, but it consumes the human body's potential. If you have no urgent need, try to use it as little as possible. Please be aware that you only need to use it once." Your life span will be shortened!"
"Miracle Doctor, you are right!"
Zhang Xuezhou took the initiative to take the ginseng soup and took a sip.
Ginseng was expensive, but it had limited nourishment for him. If he wanted to restore his body to normal, he had to supplement it with various meat-based nutrients.
Zhang Xuezhou knew the hidden dangers of Taiqing Zhenshu, and he didn't mind it too much at the moment.
After lying there for twelve days, he didn't want to lie down anymore.
And Zhang Xuezhou did feel a hint of hunger in his belly.
He left Xie Luo Chuan, then went through the Holy Land of Yiji River, then to Yanmen Pass, and then to Chang'an City, and then fell back into reality in the middle. A full month has passed since then.
This span of time is extremely long, and it also measures Zhang Xuezhou's ultimate threshold in Bigu Jue.
This level is one-third of the level required to reach perfection in Bigu Technique, which is roughly similar to a monk in the Solipsistic Realm who opens 72,000 apertures.
This obviously diluted some of Zhang Xuezhou's bad feelings.
Regardless of how wasteful the repair of X446 was, he was able to wake up in time.
Fasting is not a good thing. Long-term fasting will also cause the body to have a need for nutritional supplements, and coupled with the Taiqing Zhen Technique released on itself, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can eat a big meal to replenish himself.
He drank the ginseng soup and poured a bowl of gruel provided by the other party, then wiped his mouth and thanked him.
"You don't have to thank me. You are taking advantage of Dr. Dong, and we are just following orders!"
The old medical officer's words alerted Zhang Xuezhou.
He has been having bad luck recently, and everything he encountered made Zhang Xuezhou doubt his life.
This kind of misfortune is just like what Dong Zhongshu experienced from Shu County to the northern border. The gap is so big that it is difficult to accept.
This made Zhang Xuezhou bid farewell to the old medical officer and followed his instructions to visit Rong Tianding.
Rong Tianding is in good condition, but his leg bones are crushed. He has recovered most of his strength at this time. If he uses magic to force the healing, he will be able to get out of bed now.
"Cousin, I thought you were dead..."
"Don't say such unlucky words!"
As soon as Rong Tianding opened his mouth, Zhang Xuezhou immediately covered it.
"Let's go get some good gagging!"
Zhang Xuezhou also added a Taiqingzhen technique to Rong Tianding.
After finding a crutch for Rong Tianding, the two cousins limped out of the resettlement house after the rain disaster.
The two did not find Dong Zhongshu nearby, which forced Zhang Xuezhou to give up the idea of taking advantage of the big family.
He touched the hundreds and a half taels of money in his pocket, and then asked passers-by where was a good place to eat and drink.
"Two miles west of here is the lively part of the West Market. There is a restaurant specializing in meat!"
Zhang Xuezhou found out the way, and as he kept walking towards the restaurant, he felt that his strength was getting less and less with every step he took, and the hunger in his belly continued to increase.
The long-term inediate state obviously brings extremely severe needs to the body.
He touched his somewhat thin body, and his pace inevitably accelerated a bit.
"Cousin, wait for me!"
Rong Tianding walked with a wooden stick, his body swaying a bit.
Going out to travel is indeed different from squatting in Chengdu. All kinds of accidents are hard to guard against.
If you want to make a name for yourself, the first issue is not how powerful you become, but how to adapt to the environment and survive.
Only if they survive safely can we talk about development.
Thinking of this and the "Grave Sutra" that Zhang Xuezhou recommended many times, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart, praying that the "Grave Sutra" can protect him and Zhang Xuezhou from illness and disaster, even if it only takes a few years.
His wish is very ordinary, and there are few hard requirements.
While Rong Tianding was mumbling, he felt like he was riding a dragon on the blue stone road.
He walked much slower with a cane, but he was able to follow Zhang Xuezhou's footsteps, as if there was a force pushing him to keep moving forward and getting closer to Zhang Xuezhou's body.
He could even feel that he was light and healthy, and his pain was constantly receding.
"Your Majesty, do you feel it? If you can't defend this great country, even these little guys can take a piece of your flesh away!"
A faint scolding voice came from his ears, and Rong Tianding shook his head vigorously.
He felt that the face of a majestic old woman appeared before his eyes, and then there appeared the face of a young emperor with a flushed face.
This strange appearance made Rong Tianding rub his eyes vigorously.
As soon as the "Grave Sutra" in his mouth stopped, the strangeness immediately subsided.
