The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 213 Treatment
Qu Lingfeng subconsciously looked at Wu Chengyu's leg. Like Wu Chengyu, Feng Mofeng's left leg was broken by Huang Yaoshi. However, Qu Lingfeng had always overlooked Wu Chengyu's condition. Since the time at Xiaoling Mountain three years ago, there had been no visible problem with Wu Chengyu's leg.

Not only was there nothing wrong with it, but Wu Chengyu's lightness skill had even impressed Qu Lingfeng at the time. Now, Qu Lingfeng kept asking himself why he hadn't thought of that back then.
In ancient times, when medical conditions were relatively poor, if the broken leg was not set immediately and the best doctors and medicines were not available, the person would basically end up as a cripple. The best outcome would be that the person could walk normally without any noticeable injury, but it would be very difficult to put weight on the broken leg afterward.

When Feng Mofeng and Wu Chengyu were thrown off Peach Blossom Island, they almost lost their lives. Wu Chengyu's predecessor even died, allowing his soul from the future to travel here. There was no one who could provide them with timely treatment, so their lifelong disabilities were basically inevitable.

But Wu Chengyu has indeed fully recovered; otherwise, it would be difficult to explain his incredible lightness skill.

After saying this, Wu Chengyu walked around Qu Lingfeng, who, lost in thought, did not stop him.

Wu Chengyu walked up to Feng Mofeng. Feng Mofeng had been frightened by Wu Chengyu and was a little timid, but he still didn't believe that Wu Chengyu would hurt him. As Wu Chengyu approached, he didn't back down an inch.

Wu Chengyu bent down and touched Feng Mofeng's injured leg. It was obvious that the bone had grown crooked. Like Wu Chengyu when he first transmigrated, he hadn't received proper treatment at first, and the bone had simply died on its own. Under normal circumstances, there was no possibility of it recovering.

"I have a way to make you like me, junior brother. Are you afraid of pain?"

Feng Mofeng shook his head blankly, finally realizing why Wu Chengyu's leg was completely healed.

Qu Lingfeng turned around and grabbed Wu Chengyu: "What exactly happened? Do you really have a way to save Junior Brother?"

Wu Chengyu told them about his experience of recovering from his broken leg in detail, but he concealed two points.

First, there's the origin of the miraculous medicine for treating leg injuries, Black Jade Broken-Healing Ointment, which he claimed came from Master Mo, but in any case, there's no way to verify it now that he's dead.

Then there's only a little left of this medicine, enough to save at most two or three more people. He doesn't have the prescription, and once it's used up, it's gone.

Qu Lingfeng was actually thanking his God. He had long felt sorry for Feng Mofeng's plight. As the senior brother, he had been powerless to help his junior brothers when they suffered great calamities. If he could really heal Feng Mofeng's injured leg, it would make up for a great regret in his heart.

"Brother Qu, I'm sorry, this medicine can treat bones and also has some effect on tendons and veins."

But both you and Brother Lu had your Achilles tendons severed, and after the tendons atrophied, even this medicine couldn't reverse the damage, so it wasn't used back then.”

"Hahaha, what's there to apologize for? Chengfeng and I have long since stopped caring about this. Being able to return to our master's tutelage on Peach Blossom Island, what are two legs? Even without legs, I, Qu Lingfeng, am no weaker than the heroes of this era."

I never expected that when you left Peach Blossom Island, Chengyu, you would actually meet a benefactor. Just by hearing his name, I could tell that this old Taoist Mo was a hermit master. You said he died of illness? Indeed, he could heal himself but not others. Since his tomb is located in Gushan, I will definitely go and pay my respects when I return.

"I am deeply grateful to him for extending a helping hand and saving you back then."

Now, in the eyes of Qu Lingfeng, his fourth uncle Wu Zhengliang, and others, Mo Laodao is placed on the pedestal of a hermit master and a divine physician, and he can't get off the stage. Even his slovenly and slovenly appearance seems to be shining with golden light.

"The best thing right now is that Mo Feng's leg can be fully healed. This is a stroke of good luck amidst misfortune. You don't need to worry about me and Cheng Feng."

When do we start? Should I break Mo Feng's legs right now?

Qu Lingfeng was now excitedly looking at Feng Mofeng's injured leg, eager to try his hand at it, rubbing his hands together. This time, he finally scared Feng Mofeng, who almost ran back into the house. "Brother Qu, don't be impatient. Mofeng is still recovering from his serious illness. Let's wait until he's better today before making any plans."

"We've been apart for so long, let's celebrate properly first. Mo Feng's health is too poor, we need to get him something to nourish him." Wu Chengyu touched Feng Mo Feng's back with some pity; he was truly thin and bony, his constitution was extremely weak.

"Okay, okay, you're right, we need to replenish our strength. You wait here, I'll go outside and get some good stuff."

"Forget about it, what's a cripple like you doing running around? Watch me instead." With that, Wu Chengyu used his lightness skill and disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye.

"That brat dares to call me a cripple, but his lightness skill is getting more and more amazing. How come I never saw that Cheng Yu had such talent before?"

"Yes, Cheng Yu was clumsy when he practiced with me. He couldn't get the Azure Wave Palm technique right no matter how he tried. He was scolded by his master a few times and eventually he just stopped paying attention to him."

"No, once my leg heals and I return to Peach Blossom Island, I will definitely study martial arts diligently with my master. I must not be inferior to Chengyu in the future."

Half a month later, Feng Mofeng recovered from his serious illness and his spirits improved a lot. In particular, in the past few days, Wu Chengyu had been preparing various tonics for him, and his complexion had visibly improved, and he had gained some weight in his face and body.

The day had finally come for him to have his leg broken again.

"Chengyu, do you really want to interrupt it again? I was in so much pain back then, I really don't want to go through it again."

Actually, I've gotten used to this leg a long time ago, so maybe I should just give up.

Feng Mofeng was now trembling with fear. His upper body was tied to the bed board with ropes, and Wu Chengyu had sealed his acupoints. Now he could only move his mouth. When the moment came, he became afraid again and kept begging for mercy.

"When I made snake soup for you to nourish your body before, didn't you say that as long as you ate snake soup every day, you wouldn't be afraid of losing any number of legs? You ate so much snake soup, and now it's too late to regret it."

"How about I compensate you?"

“A serving of Taishi Five-Snake Soup costs 5 taels of silver, and a serving of Nine Yin Black Tortoise Soup costs 8 taels of silver. I’ll refund one and compensate three. You can calculate how many servings you’ve eaten these past few days. You could spend your whole life as a blacksmith and still not be able to pay me back.”

Wu Chengyu ignored him and took out a gourd containing the medicinal wine left over from soaking the gallbladder of the Bodhi snake. Back in the Qinling rebel camp, Sister Niu almost stole it all, but now there was still a gourd left.

He pried open Feng Mofeng's mouth and poured the wine down his throat, mouthful by mouthful. Feng Mofeng hadn't had a chance to drink alcohol in years, and the medicinal wine was extremely potent. After drinking just a third of the gourd, Feng Mofeng's face turned bright red and he lost consciousness.

This medicinal wine is extremely effective; it can strengthen the body, and it's perfect for replenishing Feng Mofeng's deficiencies and accelerating his recovery. It's only because it's Feng Mofeng that Wu Chengyu would be willing to give it to anyone else.

"Brother Qu, hold down Mo Feng's lower body, and leave the rest to me."

Snap! Even though Feng Mofeng was drunk, he was still struggling under the intense pain. Wu Chengyu pressed down on his injured leg, forcibly aligned it, applied medicine, and then used a clamp to firmly fix it.

(End of this chapter)