When Xiang Qian woke up early in the morning, he realized that he really could not remember the plots of the tomb robbing novels, TV dramas, and movies that he had read. He only remembered the names of some of the main characters and could not even remember their appearances.
Xiang Qian shook his head and got up to find a tattered Taoist robe to put on. Then, he went to the front yard of the dilapidated temple and fetched some water from the well. Looking at his image in the water, Xiang Chu expressed his satisfaction. He was 1.85 meters tall, had a well-proportioned figure, and had eight packs on his abdomen. He was a figure that looked thin when dressed but fleshy when undressed. The only regret for Xiang Qian was that he did not have a handsome blood tattoo on his body.
Looking at his appearance, he was on par with the young hunks in the entertainment industry in his previous life, but he was much more masculine than them. He belonged to the masculine type of handsome men. The people on the road are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.
After admiring his own appearance for a while, Xiang Qian cleaned up his personal hygiene and picked some dates from the jujube tree to fill his stomach. There was nothing much to pack, so he set off for Sand City.
After half a day's journey, Xiang Chu arrived outside the Sand City. Looking at the Sand City of this era, Xiang Chu couldn't help but gnash his teeth in hatred.
If not for the invasion of the Japanese, the Sand City in the future might have been like the Sand City in front of him, surrounded by high walls.
Walking into Sand City, there were peddlers everywhere. Looking at all kinds of delicacies on the streets, Xiang Qian felt uncomfortable. He wanted to buy them all, but he didn't have money in his pocket.
"Sigh, there's still a year before the start of the story of the Old Nine Sects. It seems like I need to earn some money and find a place to stay. I only know Chinese martial arts and medical skills now. With my current appearance, it's impossible for me to perform. Besides, I don't know how to break rocks in my chest or stab my throat with a steel spear. I don't want to accidentally lose my life. As for his medical skills, he did not have a medical certificate, so he could only be a quack doctor.”
After making up his mind, Xiang Qian found an empty seat on the street and started shouting at the top of his lungs.
"People from the south and north, come and take a look. The medical skills passed down from our ancestors are specialized in treating all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases.”
Just like that, Xiang Qian's path of practicing medicine in Changsha City began.
Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, Xiang Qian had been in Sand City for a year, and the plot of the Old Nine Gates was about to begin.
In this year, Xiang Qian relied on the superb medical skills rewarded by the system to quickly establish himself in Changsha City.
Xiang Qian bought a residence in the southern part of Sand City. When there was no one to see a doctor, Xiang Qian would practice martial arts and mysterious cultivation techniques.
After a year of cultivation, Xiang Qian could already reach the point of perfection in martial arts, and he had also cultivated the mysterious cultivation method to the first level.
When the mysterious cultivation method broke through to the first level, the handsome tattoo that he had dreamed of finally appeared on Xiang Qian's back, although it was only in the shape of a pair of wings.
The appearance of the bloodline tattoo allowed Xiang Qian to possess another ability that everyone would go crazy over-immortality.
As there were no patients to seek medical treatment today, Xiang Qian practiced martial arts in the courtyard for the entire morning. After lunch, he returned to his room to continue practicing the mysterious cultivation technique in order to quickly break through to the second level. This way, whether it was going to be in the tomb or fighting with others in the future, it would give Xiang Qian more confidence.
What he didn't know was that tonight, the ghost train that he had been waiting for so long finally arrived at the train station in Sand City.
Just like the plot in the novel, Hu Qingfeng, who was on duty at the railway station, found the train full of dead people. He then informed Zhang Qishan, who was working as a defense officer in Sand City, and Lord Zhang. After a period of investigation, Lord Zhang finally found Second Master Er Yuehong for help.
However, because of his wife's illness, Hong Er Yue rejected Zhang Qishan's request. Therefore, Zhang Qishan asked around and found Xiang Qian.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Who is this? There's a doctor so early today?"
Xiang Qian Shougong, who was practicing martial arts stance, went to open the door. Standing at the door was a handsome young officer in military uniform with a determined expression. Behind him was an adjutant in military uniform as well as a young man in a long robe and glasses.
Xiang Qian knew that if his guess was correct, they were Lord Zhang Qishan, his adjutant Zhang Rishan, and Lord Qi Tiezui from the Ninth and Eighth Families.
"Excuse me, is this Xiang Qian, Doctor Xiang?”
Zhang Qishan politely bowed to Xiang Qian after the door was opened. The adjutant and Qi Tiezui behind him also bowed slightly.
"That's right, it's me. I just don't know why the three of you are here? The three of you don't look like sick people.”Xiang Qian asked with a puzzled expression, deliberately pretending not to know the identities of the three people.
"En, to tell you the truth, it's not the three of us who are sick. We came today because my brother, my brother's wife, is suffering from a serious illness. Famous doctors from far and near are all helpless. Today, we heard that you have miraculous medical skills, so we took the liberty to disturb you and ask you to treat my brother's wife.”
"Oh? Since the famous doctors near and far are helpless, how do you think I can cure your brother's wife's illness? Aren't you afraid that I'm just a quack who fishes for fame? Not only will I not be able to cure your brother's wife's illness, but I'll also aggravate her condition?”Xiang Qian asked playfully.
"Uh, I'm not afraid that Sir will laugh at me, but I have no other choice. Recently, I have something that requires the help of my brother, but he is worried about his wife's condition, so…I hope that Sir can come with me and treat my brother's wife. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, I will not treat Sir unfairly.”After saying that, Zhang Qishan bowed to Xiang Qian again.
"Alright, after I change my clothes and get my things, I'll go with you.”
After saying that, Xiang Qian led the three of them into the courtyard.
Xiang Qian returned to his room to change his clothes. He took the medicine box and followed Zhang Qishan and the other two into their car, heading towards Er Yuehong's residence.
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