A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 194 Tiger and Wolf Medicine
Hu Huanhuan walked into the inner bedroom, and when she saw Shen Ping lying unconscious on the bed, she could no longer conceal the sadness on her face.

She placed the food box on the table beside the bed, took out a bowl of soup and a bowl of porridge with a sad look on her face, and said with her head down: "Cook ginseng soup and porridge, I'll feed him some..."

Hu Huanhuan's voice was low and sobbing, as if she was telling Duan Rong, or as if she was talking to herself.

Duan Rong said: "He can't eat ginseng soup now. You can try to feed him some porridge."

"This is old mountain ginseng. Can't he eat it?" Hu Huanhuan raised his head and looked at Duan Rong suspiciously.

Duan Rong is young after all, and in Hu Huanhuan's opinion, Duan Rong is not a doctor, so how can he be so sure?

Duan Rong saw the doubt in Hu Huanhuan's eyes and said, "He has a fever and is feeling hot inside. How can he take the ginseng soup? Although he is seriously injured, his physical foundation is very good and his pulse is still alive. This is definitely not the time to take supplements."

Although what Duan Rong said made sense, Hu Huanhuan didn't quite understand it. She was holding the bowl of soup, still hesitating.

Seeing Hu Huanhuan still hesitating, Duan Rong sighed inwardly and changed his words, saying, "Old mountain ginseng is also a medicine, not everyone can take it. On the desk is the prescription written by Doctor Gu, can you take a look, is there a tonic in it?"

As expected, Hu Huanhuan saw a prescription placed against the wall on the desk, but she did not take it.

The moment she glanced at that person, she suddenly realized that she was too worried about Shen Ping's life and was a little stubborn.

Hu Huanhuan immediately put down the soup bowl, looked at Duan Rong, and said with a sad smile: "Huanhuan was a little absent-minded just now. Thank you Mr. Duan for reminding me."

Duan Rong nodded but said nothing.

Duan Rong knew that Hu Huanhuan had some stress reaction just now. But now her face was no longer as sad as before, and her tense body finally relaxed a little after she entered the inner room.

It seems that Shen Ping is an extremely important person in Hu Huanhuan's heart.

At this time, Hu Huanhuan walked up to Duan Rong with a food box and said, "There are a few dishes in this food box. I brought them for Mr. Duan."

Duan Rong took the food box, thanked him, and went to the main room, leaving Hu Huanhuan alone inside.

Duan Rong sat down in front of the table in the main room and took out all the dishes in the food box, including a dish of lion's head, a dish of braised pork, a dish of side dishes and two steamed buns.

Duan Rong was also hungry, so he sat in front of the table and took a bite of the lion's head with his chopsticks. It was surprisingly delicious.

Duan Rong then started to eat with relish.

In the inner room, Hu Huanhuan used a pillow to prop up Shen Ping's head a little, and then fed a spoonful of porridge into Shen Ping's mouth. The medicine prescribed by Gu Suxiu had a sleeping effect. Shen Ping was even more drowsy than before, and most of the porridge flowed down from his mouth.

While feeding him, Hu Huanhuan kept wiping the corners of his mouth, and most of the half bowl of porridge spilled out.

Hu Huanhuan stood up and lifted the blanket covering Shen Ping.

She looked at Shen Ping, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body, and felt a sharp pain in her heart. Hu Huanhuan untied the bandage on Shen Ping's chest a little, and looking at the large piece of rotten flesh there, she could no longer bear it and tears burst out.

Hu Huanhuan stood by the bed and looked at Shen Ping for a long time. She finally stopped crying and murmured, "Old man! You have to hold on... If you die like this... I will not let you go even if I go to the eighteenth level of hell..."

After Duan Rong finished his meal, he sat on the armchair in the main hall to rest.

Hu Huanhuan came out gracefully, carrying a lunch box. Duan Rong looked up and saw that Hu Huanhuan's eyes were swollen from crying, and the makeup on her face was smudged.

Hu Huanhuan bowed to Duan Rong and was about to leave.

"Boss Hu." Duan Rong suddenly called her.

Hu Huanhuan turned around and looked at Duan Rong, thinking that he was busy, but Duan Rong said, "Boss Hu, why don't you wash your face first?"

Hu Huanhuan was puzzled for a moment and looked at Duan Rong with questioning eyes.

Duan Rong pointed to his eyes.

Hu Huanhuan suddenly came to her senses. She had just cried silently for a while, and her eyes must have been swollen and her makeup was smudged, but she was thinking about Shen Ping's condition and didn't care about these details at all.

If she goes back like this, she doesn't know how she will be laughed at by those gossipy people in Huaying Tower.
Hu Huanhuan was in the pavilion in the courtyard, scrubbing her entire face with clean water from a wooden basin.

Hu Huanhuan walked down the pavilion, and Duan Rong took a look at her. Although Hu Huanhuan's skin had lost its luster and her wrinkles were more obvious, she still had a unique charm that had been precipitated by time. That was a feminine radiance that had been tempered by time!
Hu Huanhuan walked down the pavilion, glanced at Duan Rong, and asked, "Can that guy still survive?"

Duan Rong looked at Hu Huanhuan in silence.

Hu Huanhuan seemed to understand Duan Rong's meaning. She thanked him and turned away.

After Hu Huanhuan left, Duan Rong went into the inner room, touched Shen Ping's forehead, and took his pulse. Based on the pulse, Duan Rong felt that this guy should be able to survive.

Sometimes, the difference between life and death also depends on a person’s inner determination.

Some people are born with a strong and real desire to survive, a desire that makes them unwilling to continue living in this chaotic world.

However, some people, between life and death, will have a tendency to commit suicide...

Duan Rong left the inner room and stood up in the courtyard to practice Hunyuan Zhuang Gong.

When Duan Rong was standing in the stance, he observed the movement of his internal breath through introspection, and he couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed.

After practicing for a period of time, he found that when he was practicing the fourth level of internal energy, the problem of drug penetration had a greater impact on the progress of practice than he expected.

At this moment, Duan Rong's mind suddenly brightened.

He remembered something.

This evil doctor Shen Ping is not only a master at making poisons, but also a master at treating diseases, otherwise Xiao Zongting would not have invited him when Xiao Baiqiao was seriously ill.

Therefore, this person must be proficient in various medicinal and medical skills.

More importantly, he is a warrior at the first level of the Qi realm.

That means this person is a practitioner of both medicine and martial arts! ?

Unfortunately, Shen Ping was a slovenly person and had nothing on him. When Duan Rong washed his body, he found that he was completely bald.

Otherwise, Duan Rong could have taken advantage of his coma to devour the spirits of the objects around him, and perhaps he would have been able to immediately solve the drug penetration problem that was bothering him.

Duan Rong suddenly stopped practicing his martial arts and stopped standing still.

His eyes were solemn at this moment. Just now he decided to use all means to save Shen Ping.

Because he felt that saving Shen Ping would be his opportunity to solve the drug penetration problem.

Duan Rong walked back into the inner room, moved a stool, sat in front of the bed, and carefully felt Shen Ping's pulse.

This time, it took him a quarter of an hour just to take the patient's pulse. Then Duan Rong sat in front of the desk and began to write a new prescription. It was not based on Gu Suxiu's prescription, but he just adjusted one medicine.

But we have to start over again!
Countless single prescription medical theories were cross-compiled in Duan Rong's mind...

Although he had surpassed Gu Suxiu in medical skills by devouring weapon spirits, this was after all the first time he actually prescribed medicine to save people.

Duan Rong pondered for a long time. He felt that in Shen Ping's situation, he had to take some risks.

After Duan Rong finished his thought, he immediately started writing out a prescription. This prescription contained at least two powerful herbs.

After Duan Rong finished writing it, he read it again. After repeated reasoning and thinking, he thought that this approach was feasible.

Duan Rong immediately got up and went to the herbal medicine shop on West Street to get three doses of medicine before it got dark. Duan Rong also bought a bag of silver needles for acupuncture from the herbal medicine shop.

Duan Rong immediately boiled a dose of medicine when he returned to Liulu, and after it cooled down, he first performed acupuncture, took out three silver needles from the needle bag, and inserted them into three acupuncture points on Shen Ping's head.

Duan Rong pierced these three acupuncture points to make Shen Ping more awake so that he could drink the medicine into his body.

(End of this chapter)