Youxianguan, everything starts from the end of the end of Dharma

"Hey! What kind of cow is that? Isn't it just that you are taller, stronger, and have stronger muscles than others? When I get the black belt, I can kick you to death."

Seeing that Wu Qi turned around and entered the room without even looking at her, the injured woman couldn't help curling her lips. Although she still didn't have a good tone when she spoke, she had calmed down some of the anger in her heart. She no longer looked like a woman.

At the beginning, I was so angry.

"Okay, Zhao Qingxiao. Now you should know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world, right? This person is not an ordinary person!"

The woman who came after said a few words with a smile, and helped her friend to Wu Qi's door. Then she smelled a strong smell of medicine coming from the room, and Shi Rong sniffed, and his face

The look on his face couldn't help but look a little surprised.

"What's wrong, Master? Is there something wrong?" Zhao Qingxiao also smelled the smell, and felt that the medicinal smell seemed to be somewhat similar to some of the medicinal wine he usually used.

"It smells like tiger bones. No wonder he said that the medicinal effects of safflower oil are too slow to come on. In these days, tiger bones can still be used in medicine, but it is quite rare."

Tigers were harmful in ancient times. They were found all over the country in large numbers, so they were killed without fear. In addition, they were full of treasures, including fur, flesh, bones, tendons, penis, brain, and even their tails and beards could be used as medicine. They were of great value.

Therefore, in modern times, especially after the emergence of firearms, the population has declined sharply, and it did not take many years for them to be killed and turned into endangered animals. If the country had not issued policies and laws for this purpose later to protect them, I am afraid that they would not be able to survive until now.

You don’t even want to see a live tiger in a zoo.

"What this sister said is right. The bottle of medicinal wine I brought did use some tiger bones. But it was passed down from old people and the amount was not large. I didn't expect you to be able to smell it. It's really amazing.

"While he was talking, Wu Qi poured some medicinal wine from his box into the palm of his hand. The amount was not much, only a few milliliters, and then walked out.

"Humph, what does this mean? Our teacher is the school belle of Wucheng Pharmaceutical University, you know the Xinglin Hall of Chinese Medicine, right? That is her family's ancestral business." Although Zhao Qingxiao is several years older than Wu Qi, Zhao Qingxiao's

However, his character is not calm at all. When he saw Wu Qi coming out of the room, his eyes immediately narrowed. It was obvious that he still held some grudges in his heart. Whatever he thought in his heart, the expression on his face showed it without concealing it at all.<

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"Hey, that's really disrespectful. Xinglintang is truly a century-old store."

Of course Wu Qi knows about Xinglintang. This store is well-known in the Chinese medicine industry in China. Although it is not as big as the famous Tongrentang in the capital, it has a long history. It is said that the ancestors of the Shi family are still in the palace.

He was born as an imperial doctor. The Wu family's Iron Palm Skill requires a wide variety of medicinal materials, many of which are purchased from Xinglin Tang.

However, this has nothing to do with Wu Qi. Once the medicinal wine in his hand is poured out, it will begin to evaporate and needs to be used immediately, otherwise it will easily affect the efficacy of the medicine. Therefore, he just politely ordered it from his teacher.

Nodding, he asked Zhao Qingxiao, who looked awkward, to sit on the chair, raised his legs, and rubbed them.

Medicinal wine is soaked in tiger bones. When used externally, its biggest function is to relieve pain, strengthen bones, and calm convulsions. When ordinary people use this product, they usually rub their hands to heat them, and then rub the affected area vigorously to cure the disease.

The active ingredients in the medicinal wine penetrate into the lesions bit by bit through the pores, producing corresponding therapeutic effects.

But when Wu Qi used it, he had his own special technique. He not only had to rub it, but also used certain force techniques in martial arts to press and squeeze, so it could greatly improve the injured person's health.

Absorption of drugs.

"Ouch! It hurts me so much..."

Zhao Qingxiao only felt a sudden pain up and down her ankle, which was so painful that it penetrated to the bone marrow. She couldn't help but scream and kicked her leg. But her calf was held by Wu Qi's hand on the tibia, as if the entire calf was embedded in it.

Likewise, no matter how hard she struggled, it was to no avail.

Then, in the midst of this severe pain, she clearly felt that her injured area suddenly became noticeably hot, and traces of heat penetrated into her skin from countless pores.

Suddenly, the entire ankle felt warm, just like soaking your feet in hot water when you are tired. But within a moment, even the pain seemed to have become much lighter.

Wu Qi used his palms and fingertips to massage and tap lightly on her ankles. It didn't take long before he could already see that the original blue-purple patch on Zhao Qingxiao's legs was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fades away.

"Fortunately, you didn't use all your strength in that kick just now. Otherwise, you would have injured your ligaments and muscles, and it would have been troublesome to use it properly. After a while, all the congestion in the injured area has dispersed. You can go back and find a drugstore to buy some blood-activating medicine.

Take the medicine for blood stasis orally, and you should be fine after taking it for three or four days."

"Hey, your medicinal wine is very powerful. It really doesn't hurt anymore, and it healed so quickly!" Zhao Qingxiao stood up from the chair, tried to take two steps, and sure enough, he found that the pain was gone, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

I was so excited. For a moment, my resentment towards Wu Qi was forgotten.

"It seems that she is also a heartless girl. Her emotions and emotions are all expressed on her face. Although her temper is a bit bad, her appearance is much less impressive than that of the teacher next to her."

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Seeing that Zhao Qingxiao's happiness and anger came and went quickly, Wu Qi was naturally relieved of the last bit of unhappiness in his heart. After all, what happened today was his own fault in the first place. The noise during the morning exercise was indeed too loud.

A little bit, disturbing someone's clear dream, he would definitely be angry. Moreover, the appearance of these two people in front of him finally confirmed his dream last night, which was undoubtedly a very important thing to him.
"Not only is the medicine and wine good, the key is the massage technique." Seeing that the injury on the back of his friend's foot was so good, Shi Rong, the eldest lady from the Xinglin Tang traditional Chinese medicine family, couldn't bear it.

I was amazed for a while. I stared at Wu Qi for a while, as if I wanted to see something from him.

Especially when she saw Wu Qi's unusually big hands, her expression finally moved slightly: "And if I read it correctly, you are still a real practitioner. Otherwise, no matter how good your medicine and wine are, you won't be able to do that."

Qingxiao won’t be able to recover so quickly even if he has the ability to push the palace through blood.”

If ordinary people injure their muscles and bones, they take medicine externally or internally. Because of their different personal constitutions, everyone absorbs the power of the medicine differently, so there has always been a saying that it will take a hundred days to injure the muscles and bones. The reason is actually the same

Either the medicine is not good, or it is difficult for the medicine to reach the lesion directly, and most of it is wasted in useless places.

But Wu Qi just used his own skills to directly deliver the power of the medicinal wine to Zhao Qingxiao's affected area by pressing acupoints, massaging and rubbing, without wasting any of it, and indirectly helped Zhao Qingxiao activate his qi and blood.

Cleared the congestion in the injured area.

There is a saying in Chinese medicine about this method, which is called "pushing the uterus to pass the blood".

Shi Rong is a medical student himself, and has a foundation in family medicine. Of course, he knows that this method exists in traditional Chinese medicine and martial arts.

In addition to being extremely familiar with the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body, the flow of qi and blood, etc., the most important thing is to have strength in your hands.

In other words, you have to practice your kung fu to perfection! If you don’t have kung fu in your hands, your strength will not penetrate into the smallest details of a person’s body, and it will only flow on the surface.

, it becomes empty talk.

"Lianjiazi? What Lianjiazi?"

Zhao Qingxiao on the side walked back and forth for a few steps. Although the injured leg still felt a little unnatural, and there was a dull pain when exerting force, at least it did not delay normal walking. He was feeling happy when he suddenly heard Master Rong say this

As soon as I mentioned it, I immediately became interested.

"Oh, no wonder you made banging bangs in the room just now. It turned out that you were practicing Kung Fu! Then are you practicing Sanda or free fighting? Otherwise, with a body as strong as yours, you are not a wrestling practitioner, right?

I heard that those who practice wrestling in the sports academy are all ruthless people. They can grapple at close range and throw people over their shoulders. They are so brutal that they are a complete mess."

"I'm not a wrestling practitioner. I used to be in the provincial Sanda team, and I have practiced a little bit of Sanda and free fighting." Wu Qi also didn't expect that Zhao Qingxiao, who had been glaring at him just now, would turn around and become so capable.

Say.

However, there is nothing major between them. Wu Qi is not a petty man, and he is more open-minded about such things. So although he still doesn't like Zhao Qingxiao very much, at least the matter has been dealt with so far.

There’s no problem anymore.

Anyway, there is no irresolvable conflict between the two people. As soon as today's matter is discussed, no one will always take it to heart. Moreover, it is easy for young people to find common words. Zhao Qingxiao has a cheerful and generous temperament.

He was a Taekwondo practitioner, and he felt that he was a "real" practitioner, so when he heard that Wu Qi was a Sanda practitioner, he immediately felt that the two of them had become like-minded. They immediately became a lot closer.

"Pfft, are you a Sanda practitioner?" Teacher Rong is not as easy to be fooled as Zhao Qingxiao. "This is the first time I heard that Sanda practitioners can push the palace to pass the blood. You are really a genius. I'm disrespectful."
Traditional Chinese medicine and martial arts have been inseparable since ancient times. Many famous medical practitioners in ancient times were actually hidden masters of martial arts. Even if their focus was not on actual combat, they were all true experts in practicing Qi and cultivating the body.

.The master's family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, so Wu Qi is not surprised at all that Shi Rong can see something in his massage techniques.

Besides, what he just said is not a lie. Wu Qi was originally a member of the Provincial Sanda Team. Otherwise, why do you think he could get extra points in the college entrance examination? Could it be that he relied on the iron palm skills passed down from his family? That thing is very powerful if it is powerful.

, but there is no relevant industry competition in the country.

Therefore, Wu Qiming knew that Shi Rong was speaking sarcastically, and he didn't care at all. He just nodded solemnly, saying that he was indeed a genius. When Shi Rong saw it, he couldn't help but laugh. He felt that the person in front of him was tall and strong.

This boy is so thick-skinned that he has become extremely proficient by using the skills of a donkey under the slope.

ps: Made some changes to this chapter!