There is a thatched cottage not far from the cemetery in Ping'an Valley. It is completely different from other buildings in the valley. There are no traces of Mohist institutions at all. The sign with the word "medical" outside the door can tell that this is a cottage. Medical clinic.
Chu Boping took Chu Zhongan outside the thatched cottage. Chu Zhongan smelled the smell of herbs from a distance.
The cluster is located in a remote area, and there is no trace of other people near the thatched cottage.
Chu Boping looked inside the thatched cottage and said, "We came a little early. Doctor An should be still resting. Please wait for a while."
Chu Zhongan nodded and didn't say much, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "It's close to Shenshi at this time, and this miracle doctor is still sleeping. He is really lazy."
Chu Boping saw Chu Zhongan's expression and said with a smile: "This miracle doctor has a weird temper, but he is really capable, so please don't be impatient."
"You're a miracle doctor. It's understandable that you are more arrogant. You don't mind, brother. Of course I'm willing to wait."
The two of them were waiting outside. Soon there was a sound from inside the thatched cottage. Chu Boping stepped forward and gently knocked on the door with a very cautious attitude.
"Who is disturbing me just after I woke up?" An impatient voice came from the thatched cottage.
"Mr. An, it's me, Chu Boping." Chu Boping said respectfully.
There was no sound in the thatched cottage, and soon an old man came out of it.
The old man was probably in his seventies, thin and short, and dressed in sloppy clothes, like an old beggar.
However, he looked good, rosy, and energetic. Although he had gray hair, there were no wrinkles on his face.
"Boping, why do you have time to see a bad old man like me today?" The old man walked closer, glanced at Chu Boping and the two of them, and said casually.
Although the old man looked sloppy, he didn't have any bad smell, only the smell of herbs.
"Old An, this is my brother Chu Zhong'an. Zhong An, this is An Jinghua, the miracle doctor of my Ping'an Valley. Old An is close to a hundred years old. It is really my blessing to Jin'an to work for me!" Chu Boping introduced both parties.
"Boping, don't be blind. I'm just ninety-six years old, and I'm still very young!" An Jinghua said with some dissatisfaction.
Chu Zhongan was shocked. This old man looked only about seventy years old, and there was no trace of martial arts training in his body. He was already over ninety years old. He was called a miracle doctor just because of his health regimen. Pass.
"Junior Chu Zhongan pays homage to senior!" Chu Zhongan immediately clasped his fists and saluted respectfully.
An Jinghua didn't say anything, but looked up and down at Chu Zhongan.
Chu Zhongan was a little embarrassed and cast a questioning look at Chu Boping, but Chu Boping was speechless.
After a moment, An Jinghua withdrew his gaze and said thoughtfully, "Your son is seriously injured."
Chu Zhongan nodded with admiration.
"Son, why don't you come here and let me take a look!" An Jinghua said angrily.
Chu Zhongan stepped forward quickly.
An Jinghua grabbed Chu Zhongan's right hand and stood there to take his pulse, his brows furrowed as he looked thoughtful.
Soon he let go of Chu Zhongan and said: "The violent impact injured the origin. I should have taken some healing products, but it is not easy to fully recover."
"Mr. An, can my brother's injury be cured?" Chu Boping asked eagerly.
"It's not difficult to cure. It's just that the injury to the source cannot be cured in a moment. It requires a long period of conditioning." An Jinghua said confidently.
"That's good, please ask Mr. An to take action!" Chu Boping said respectfully.
"Follow me!" An Jinghua walked towards the thatched cottage after finishing speaking.
Chu Boping and Chu Zhongan followed closely behind.
Entering the interior of the thatched cottage, the first thing Chu Zhongan felt was chaos. It was extremely chaotic. There were all kinds of medicinal materials piled everywhere, and there was almost no place to stay.
An Jinghua stopped in front of the two of them and said, "Don't go in, don't step on my baby."
But he himself started rummaging through the messy pile of medicinal materials with ease.
"What kind of medicine is good for hurting the original source? Bangui, the effect of the medicine is a bit too strong, I'm afraid I can't bear it. Yi, it's a bit too cold, and even if it's cured, it will leave hidden diseases. Wenzhong is gentle and nourishing. , but something is wrong..." An Jinghua looked here and there, still mumbling incessantly.
After waiting for a long time, Chu Zhongan finally saw that An Jinghua had found eight herbs and put them together. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Finally, I have found them all, but I am exhausted." But looking at his energetic look, There was no hint of fatigue.
When Chu Boping saw this, he smiled and said, "I've worked hard to live in peace."
"It's hard work, of course it's hard work. This is the medicine you need to take. You also have to find the medicine for bathing. The medicinal bath requires more medicinal materials. Just wait."
After An Jinghua finished, he ran to the pile of medicinal materials and got busy again.
By the time he finished looking for the medicinal materials again, it was almost evening. Chu Zhongan was a little impatient and could only study the medicinal materials at his feet.
As a secret agent of the Seven Kills Camp, he was not proficient in medical skills and knew a lot about herbal medicines. However, he hardly knew the medicinal materials in front of him. Even if he did know them, they were very different from the popular ones. This shows that Doctor An is not a common product here.
Chu Boping was patient. He kept watching An Jinghua busy with an indifferent expression.
"Qihuo, take this bag back and divide it into ten points. Fry each portion and take it with strong wine. Take it once in the morning, noon and evening. In addition, this big bag is also divided into ten points. Each time you take a bath in hot water, the hotter the medicine will be. The better, soak for an hour before coming out." An Jinghua handed two large packages of medicinal materials to Chu Zhongan's hand and said.
"Thank you, Mr. An!" Chu Zhongan quickly thanked him.
"Mr. An, thank you for your work." Chu Boping also clasped his fists and said.
"Go, go, don't be polite to me." An Jinghua waved his hands impatiently, then changed the subject and said with a smile: "I have spent so much effort prescribing medicines, why don't you Boping express your gratitude? Express!" At this time, Doctor An's expression was actually a bit vulgar.
"Don't worry, Mr. An. I'll ask Sirong to prepare a table of good food and bring it to you. As for the fine wine, I happen to have two jars of Qianqiu wine there, and I'll bring them to you soon. Even the masters are here." You have to be a good drinker." Chu Boping said with a "I understand the rules" expression on his face.
"Shangdaoer, I'm not busy in vain. Go and make arrangements. It takes a lot of effort and energy to prescribe medicine and I'm a little hungry!" An Jinghua said with a smile.
When Chu Zhongan heard Qianqiu Wine and saw An Jinghua, he couldn't help but think of Ma Guanshan, the master of the Chenbing Pavilion of the Xinghe Sect's treasure house. The two old men had some weird tempers and were quite similar. The scene of Ma Guanshan and Huang Xin bickering is still vivid in my mind, but these two men are no longer here.
An Jinghua saw Chu Zhongan's expression in his eyes and said with some dissatisfaction: "Your name is Zhongan, right? What's your expression? Is my medicine poison?"
Chu Zhongan quickly waved his hand and said: "I just thought of some past events and I was a little confused. Please don't blame me, senior."
"Humph, although I am old, my eyesight and hearing are excellent. Whether it is my expression or my words, I know it very well. Ask your brother, there will be no good consequences for offending me!" An Jinghua looked arrogant, without any trace of arrogance. It doesn't look like what a ninety-year-old man should look like.
"Don't worry, Mr. An. My brother is the most benevolent and righteous man. He will never offend Mr. An. If nothing happens, the two of us will leave now. The food and drinks will be here soon." Chu Boping said politely.
Chu Zhongan was suddenly scolded by the old man and felt very aggrieved, but he tried his best to control his expression, for fear of really offending An Jinghua and making it difficult for his brother.
"Go quickly, go quickly!" An Jinghua said hurriedly.
"Mr. An, you should drink less alcohol as you get older." Chu Boping said with concern.
"Don't worry about me, no one knows their own body as thoroughly as I do. Just two jars of wine won't be a problem!" An Jinghua said confidently.
Chu Boping and Chu Zhongan resigned from Dr. An and left. Just when they were about to walk out of the thatched cottage, An Jinghua suddenly said: "Ten days later, let this boy come to see me, and I will see how the medicine is working. "
Chu Zhongan repeatedly agreed to follow Chu Boping out of the thatched cottage. After walking far away, Chu Zhongan said: "This miracle doctor has a really weird temper. He just doesn't know whether this medicine will work or not."
"Don't worry. Don't look at Mr. An as a slovenly, lazy, and eccentric person. In today's world of Central Plains, this doctor An's medical skills can be ranked among the top five. If he can cure it, he will be able to do it. It's just a matter of time." Chu Boping told An Jinghua. Highly rated.
Chu Zhongan couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Brother, your description is really vivid."
Chu Boping shook his head helplessly and laughed.
Others in Ping'an Valley had rarely seen Chu Boping smile. He always had a straight face on weekdays. The arrival of Chu Zhongan made the subjugated prince feel much more relaxed.
"It's lunch time again. Brother, I will take you to the canteen for dinner. It's a good time to meet Sirong." Chu Boping took the lead in boarding the puppet, followed closely by Chu Zhongan, and the two headed towards the canteen.
People in Ping'an Valley seldom cook for themselves. The canteen here is not inferior to the taste of the big restaurants outside. It is clean and hygienic and there is no cash register. Who would want to go through all the trouble of cooking.
The Ping An Valley dining hall is very large and can accommodate thousands of people eating together. Even so, if the entire Ping An Valley people came here to eat, it would be crowded. However, many people would bring food boxes to get their meals instead of eating in the dining hall. , which relieved the pressure.
Even so, the place was bustling with people as soon as it was time to eat, and the kitchen in the dining room was even more busy.
When Chu Boping and his two men came to the dining hall, it was the busiest time here, full of fireworks.
Many people saw Chu Boping and they all gave way to Chu Boping very respectfully.
Chu Zhongan met many Xinghe Sect disciples in the dining hall. It seemed that they were used to the life in Ping'an Valley. After seeing Chu Zhongan, these people nodded in greeting, but no one came forward to say anything. They looked at Chu Zhongan. Zhong An's expression was a little strange, and it was obvious that he had not adapted to Chu Zhongan's change in identity.
"Brother Xifeng!" A somewhat childish voice came from the crowd. Before Chu Zhongan saw the person, he saw the hilt of a broad sword. He waved with joy on his face: "Huzi, this way !”
Liu Ziling soon appeared in front of Chu Zhongan. He hugged Chu Zhongan's neck and said happily: "Brother, I thought I would never see you again. It's great that you are okay!"
"Your brother can't die, as long as you don't strangle my neck!" Chu Zhongan pretended to be out of breath, looking like he was dying.
Liu Ziling quickly let go and asked with concern: "Brother, are you okay? I didn't mean to do it."
Chu Zhongan smiled and said: "I'm teasing you, don't worry, your brother is not that fragile."
