However, Du Zhong immediately frowned. The dying patient in front of him was actually struggling to leave.
Did he not know that he was a Chinese doctor?
It was possible!
After all, he was too far away to see his couplet.
Thinking of this, he deliberately coughed twice.
"Ahem…"
Zhao Gongming was about to ride on the black tiger when he suddenly heard a cough.
Zhao Gongming was at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm. He naturally knew that the other party had done this on purpose.
Thinking of this, he did not dare to move.
He thought to himself,'Could it be that this senior saint has predicted that I'll be in trouble on this trip to the Three Immortal Island, so he asked me to stay?'
However, he was about to die. Even if he was in trouble…
Zhao Gongming suddenly woke up!
That's right, it was still a question whether he could make it to the Three Immortal Island alive.
What if he died on the way to the island and his sisters saw his miserable state?
Then, didn't that mean…
The expert in front of him must have calculated this.
With the abilities of this hidden saint, harming him was as easy as drinking water.
I'll die if you glare at me!
Thinking of this, he quickly coughed up blood and walked toward the valley cottage.
Du Zhong was extremely happy when he saw the other party walking towards him. His face still had a compassionate expression.
Du Zhong was from a Chinese medicine family before he transmigrated. He had also graduated from a Chinese medicine college, so his understanding of Chinese medicine was deep into his bones.
Even his name was the name of a Chinese medicine.(Du Zhong) had originally planned to save the dying and heal the wounded after graduation.
However, he did not expect that before he could use it, he would transmigrate and even awaken a Chinese medicine system.
When he found out that this was the Wilderness, he quickly found a place to hide.
While picking herbs, he practiced all kinds of healing. Anyway, as long as he reached 100,000 times, he would reach the pinnacle.
As for Zhao Gongming, when he struggled to reach the gate of the fenced courtyard, he saw a couplet.
'I hope that the people in the world are not sick. I would rather call the medicine on the shelf to produce dust.'
"This…"
At this moment, Zhao Gongming understood that this was actually a medical center.
Because he understood, he was shocked. What kind of magnanimity was this?
As long as the people in this world were not sick, it did not matter even if the medicine rack was covered in dust.
Especially when he saw the compassionate look on the saint's face.
It was as if the disease was on him, Zhao Gongming.
However, the pain was in the heart of the Saint in front of him.
Only with such a state of mind could one become a Saint.
The senior in front of him had hidden his cultivation level. He definitely did not want others to know about him.
He couldn't tell his real name either, lest this senior bear the karma.
Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming said,
"Junior Zhao Daming greets senior!”
Du Zhong was stunned. He looked at the other party again and realized that he could not tell his realm.
Well, maybe it was a little higher than him.
As for the other party calling him senior, he probably knew that he was a doctor and came to seek medical treatment.
Then, he could not pretend too much. After all, the other party's strength was there.
Du Zhong waved his hand and said,
"I am a doctor. It is my duty to treat and save people. You don't have to be too polite.”
Doctor, treating patients and saving lives?
It was just that with his current injuries, even a Saint would probably be helpless.
Zhao Gongming didn't understand what this senior Saint meant.
However, he still answered carefully,"
"Sorry for troubling Senior, Junior is really…"
Du Zhong waved his hand and interrupted,
"Your injuries are too serious, so don't talk. Hurry up and come in. I'll take a look at you.”
Help me take a look?
Although he was puzzled, Zhao Gongming did not dare to disobey the Sage's words. He hurriedly entered the courtyard.
Du Zhong stepped forward to support him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he placed three fingers of his right hand on Zhao Gongming's wrist.
Looking, smelling, asking, and cutting were the methods of Chinese medicine to treat illnesses and save lives. He had looked, and the other party did not have much time left.
The other party didn't say how he was injured. It was obvious that he didn't want to mention sad things.
Therefore, Du Zhong ignored this part and did not ask.
He directly checked it himself.
"Yes, your pulse is weak, two long and one short.”
Zhao Gongming felt terrible. This was the way a wandering doctor in the mortal world treated patients.
He was a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and his soul was injured. It was already like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.
This senior saint said that he didn't put in enough effort. It was simply nonsense.
If not for the fact that the other party was ridiculously strong, he would have flung his sleeves and left.
Du Zhong didn't care what Zhao Gongming thought. He saw blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
He said to himself,
"You've lost too much blood, resulting in insufficient blood essence. Without enough blood essence, you won't be able to nourish your brain, so you're in a daze and have a headache.”
Zhao Gongming was dumbfounded!
"This…"
It actually matched!
His head was dizzy and the pain was unbearable. His entire person was in a daze. This was a sign that his primordial spirit was injured.
However, even if it could be said, this was the primordial spirit, the foundation of a person's Dao.
Since ancient times, cultivators could only slowly recuperate when their primordial spirit was injured. If the injury was too serious, they could only wait for death.
However, the ancient Sorcerer Tribe did not have a primordial spirit. No matter how strong they were, they could not solve the problem of primordial spirits.
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