The Age of Universal Gods: My God is the Big Boss of the Heavens

"How did he get injured? How long has he been unconscious?"

If you want to use medical skills to treat, you must observe, smell, ask and feel, and at least understand the symptoms.

Although Su Lin is not a professional doctor, he naturally understands this principle.

Mr. Zhong's face was full of sadness, as if he recalled the past when he mentioned this, which was a period of blood and fire.

Every word he said was mixed with a sense of story, which sounded more exciting than the storyteller under the overpass.

But Su Lin only felt the cruelty of the law of the jungle through these stories. He vowed to climb to the top, otherwise this would be his fate.

"Was he hit hard on the head?"

This sounded similar to Banqiu's condition, and Su Lin was familiar with it, so he immediately used his spiritual power to detect the injury.

He grabbed the young man's hand directly, and a warm current passed through his palm, and returned to his body after a back and forth.

At the same time, the system issued a prompt: "Host, there is too much blood congestion in the brain, the meridians are damaged, and the foundation is scrapped."

Instantly, Su Lin's face suddenly darkened, because his condition was much more serious than Ban Qiu's.

It is not possible to recover by forcibly dispersing the blood congestion with spiritual power.

In other words, he is now a useless person.

When Zhong Lao saw the expression on Su Lin's face, he seemed to have known the result. He still couldn't accept it, even though he knew that this was a foregone conclusion.

So he asked with a glimmer of hope, hoping that God would give a miracle.

"Doctor Su, how is my son?"

Su Lin took a deep breath. He didn't know how to face this white-haired old man. If the white-haired really sent the black-haired, this must be the most tragic ending.

But Su Lin didn't believe in fate, because only strength is king in this world.

As long as you are strong enough, nothing will not happen.

"The situation is not good, but there is still a chance."

Because Su Lin still has a copy of "Qihuang Magic Technique" in his hand, as long as he can bind it, he can become a medicine god. For these difficult and complicated diseases in the world, isn't it easy to catch them?

Just wanting to complete this binding task is a bit like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Su Lin told the truth, and at the same time kept asking the system in his mind if there were any other ways?

Unexpectedly, he actually made some discoveries. A whole set of methods suddenly appeared in his mind, which was exactly what was recorded in "Qihuang Magic Technique".

It is necessary to integrate acupuncture and medicine, use gold needles to break the blood blockage, and assist with spiritual medicine. Although it cannot restore his hands and feet to the flexibility of normal people, it is much better than the current state of being half dead.

"Su Shen Doctor, you are really my benefactor!"

After listening to Su Lin's words, Mr. Zhong knelt on the ground again.

For a martial arts master, the saying that a man's knees are made of gold cannot be described. His kneeling is what many people dream of.

Su Lin naturally knew how precious it was, so he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I will do my best. As long as I can find those rare medicinal materials, I guarantee that the young master will be able to walk on the ground."

But he said the ugly words in advance, "The young master was also a martial artist before, but his foundation has been destroyed, so I'm afraid he can only become an ordinary person in the future."

For martial artists or cultivators, this truth is the simplest.

So after reaching a certain point, even if they sacrifice their lives, they will not watch others destroy their Taoism. This may be a kind of dignity.

Maybe when this guy wakes up and learns about his current situation, he will think that he is lingering on.

Of course, this is all later.

Zhong Lao has already made preparations in his heart. For him now, being alive is a gift from God.

With his current martial arts master skills, he wanted to throw them away, which was both a strength and a trigger for disaster.

So, he wanted it.

In this case, Su Lin was relieved.

"Well, I will give you acupuncture now, but I'm afraid those few medicinal herbs..."

Su Lin began to ask the system.

The concept of medicinal herb planting suddenly appeared in his mind.

He remembered that he had found several medicinal fields in the cave of the old medicine man before, and directly handed them over to the system for custody.

The current points are enough to exchange medicinal herb seeds from the system. Generally, after searching, if you are lucky, you can really find the herbs you need.

"Host, there are only one tobacco, black jade flower, and purple cloud flower seeds left, and you need 100 points to buy them."

Su Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thanks to the spiritual energy initiation just now, he completed the achievement and gave 100 points.

His heart was at peace, so he immediately patted his chest and said, "There is a chance, Mr. Zhong, you don't have to worry, give me some time, I can get it."

He began to look up the planting methods in the system, but found that it was really troublesome to cultivate medicinal materials.

"Lianyan tobacco, the planting cycle is 100 days; Xuanyu flower planting cycle is 200 days, and Zixia flower planting cycle is 365 days."

It will take at least a year to get the required medicinal materials, but can this guy hold on now?

Su Lin took out the silver needle he carried with him and decided to save his life first, while explaining to Mr. Zhong.

"I need a year, so I'm afraid you, Mr. Zhong, need to be patient."

For a person who has waited so long, even one second is a great struggle.

Not to mention, it will take another year.

But the state of Mr. Zhong at this time is completely opposite to what Su Lin imagined. His tone is relatively calm, as if he has accepted the reality, "It's okay, as long as I can survive, what difference does one or two years make?"

"Maybe this is to atone for what I did in the past!"

"It is a gift from God that Dr. Su can come to me. How dare I ask for more?"

Seeing him like this, Su Lin's heart was also rippled, and he felt inexplicably that he was really smoothed by reality.

If those things had not happened, Mr. Zhong would still be full of vigor and vitality, and he might have a place in the power field of the North Country.

And his son lying on the bed might also become a dandy and domineering.

However, Su Lin did not give up on treating him because these were two completely different futures.

Although it sounds philosophical, the truth is actually very simple.

The night passed quickly.

Banqiu looked at Su Lin and the other man talking in the yard and was very puzzled.

"Brother Su Lin, why did you get up so early?"

According to Banqiu's thinking, Su Lin is not a talkative person. Why would he always follow a strange old man like a friend he hasn't seen for many years?