Chapter 943 On The Verge Of Collapse
Chapter 943 On The Verge Of Collapse
The white-haired old man looked at Shen Xuan with his cloudy eyes, and finally sighed and said, "Who are you?"
"Junior Shen Xuan, I am seventeen years old this year." Shen Xuan replied.
The old man smiled bitterly, stretched out his skinny arm and said, "Feel my pulse."
Shen Xuan nodded, held the old man's skinny palm, and examined it carefully.
The old man's condition is very bad. All his body functions have deteriorated seriously, and he is even on the verge of collapse. He may pass away at any time.
"Can you cure me?" the white-haired old man asked hoarsely.
"Old man, I can give it a try." Shen Xuan slowly retracted his palm and said solemnly: "160It's just that this time I need your cooperation.
"Please speak!" the white-haired old man said.
Shen Xuan nodded. He asked the old man to take off his clothes, then took out a silver needle and inserted it into the acupuncture point on his chest. At the same time, he urged the real energy to be instilled into the old man's body.
"Hmm~" A muffled sound came, and the white-haired old man's eyes suddenly widened.
"Ah——" A sharp scream of pain came from the old man's throat, which was horrifying.
Shen Xuan closed his eyes tightly and stood aside with a solemn expression, not daring to be distracted.
He knew that he must not relax at this time. Once he relaxed, the old man's life might not be saved in an instant.
"Huh!" About ten minutes later, Shen Xuan let out a long sigh of relief.
At this time, Shen Xuan was sweating on his forehead and exhausted, as if he had been fished out of water.
He wiped the sweat from his face, then picked up a pen and paper, wrote a prescription and handed it to the old man, saying: "Old man, this is the decoction I prepared. Drink one dose every day. After the three bowls are boiled, feed the old man a dose." Just drop by.
"Thank you!" the white-haired old man said with sincere gratitude.
"You're welcome, I hope you recover soon!" Shen Xuan cupped his fists and said, "Goodbye!"
After the words fell, Shen Xuan turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, my wallet and bracelet are lost. Can you lend me two hundred taels of silver first?" the white-haired old man shouted.
"Old man, your medical skills are very good. According to your description, you should know medical skills. How could you lose it?" Shen Xuan stopped and asked.
The white-haired old man sighed helplessly: "Oh! I feel strange too. I remember that before going to bed last night, I closed the medical clinic, but in the middle of the night, I suddenly felt a stomachache and couldn't help but get out of bed, only to find that the medical clinic was closed. Everything in the museum is as good as before, with no signs of damage.”
"Could it be that I'm dreaming?" The white-haired old man said to himself doubtfully after pondering for a long time.
"No matter what, there is a way. I will try my best to find your hospital." Shen Xuan said.
The white-haired old man nodded and said, "Sorry to trouble you."
Shen Xuan waved his hand and left the mountain village.
In the evening, the setting sun dyed half of the sky red. Shen Xuan, carrying medicine and other medicines on his back, trudged through the snow through the mountains and forests until he came to a clear stream.
In front of him was a pool of green and clear water.
"This is the 'Jade Spring', which contains strong energy. As long as you drink it, you can restore your strength to your heyday." Shen Haoxuan's voice sounded in his mind.
"Okay!" Shen Xuan took a deep breath and jumped into the pool.
The cold spring water flowed down the neck into the stomach, immediately feeling warm.
Shen Xuan runs the "Chaos Hongmeng Jue" and continuously absorbs the energy contained in the jade spring. .
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