AC (1)

 

"Ahem· My pulse and breathing are all normal. I just woke up and fell asleep while my body wasn't fully healed yet, so don't worry."

The Divine Righteousness of Mujin· Yang Dongming cleared his throat lightly and said:

Mu Jin and Liu Xuehua, who had been dragging Mu Jin to find the priest who was resting in the hall next to him, let out a smile that was a mixture of embarrassment and relief.

"No, who sleeps like that..."

"Hah... That crazy muscle pervert bastard..."

"God's Elder· So we're over the big crisis?"

"Just because you're awake means you're feeling pretty much better. I'm probably going to wake up and fall asleep over and over again for the next few days, and I'm going to stay awake a little bit."

* * *

After the Bucket of God Left·

"Ahem· Sulwha Lord· Thank you very much."

Mu Jin and the others also greeted Liu Xuehua and carefully left the room.

From the beginning, not everyone entrusted Liu Xuehua with the care of Mu Jin.

It was just that there was a fiduciary restriction that only one caregiver was allowed, and after a battle of eyes, Liu Xuehua finally took the place.

Originally, she was going to take turns nursing her, but Liu Xuehua didn't leave this room except when she was taking a bath to clean her body.

And today, without fail, right after the group left.

Carefully wiping Mu Jin with a clean cloth to prevent pressure ulcers from forming on his lying body, she looked at Mu Jin as he passed out with concern.

She was preparing for a sitz business in Sichuan with a Sichuan cheese dish made by Mu Jin when she received a special inspection from Ji'an County.

It was written that Mu Jin and his party were being chased by the Green Lins and were about to break through the encirclement and head to Nanchang.

Scared to check the inspection, she got ready and headed to Nanchang, where another horrible inspection came to her.

Mujin and his group arrived in Nanchang, but Mujin was wandering around the city.

She was passing through Hubei Province to cross from Sichuan to Nanchang, and on the way to the Yang Family Clinic in Maple County, Hubei Province.

As it was a prestigious clinic called Maple Yanga, there were countless patients lined up, and she promised a large sum of money to Yang Dongming, who was called Sinui, and succeeded in accompanying her to this place.

But Shinui wasn't just a man who could be moved by money.

At first, Yang Dongming expressed his refusal, but somehow, when he found out that the patient was Mujin, he willingly chose to accompany him.

When I arrived in Nanchang with Yang Dongming,

Seeing Mu Jin's half-corpse figure, Liu Xuehua had his legs loosened and he had fallen to the ground.

But that was more than ten days ago, and Liu Xuehua's expression was mixed with mixed emotions as he looked at Mu Jin, who was now in remission.

* * *

The next day·

Mu Jin followed the words of the god's Yang Dong and slept deeply for more than six o'clock, and woke up in the morning.

And what he saw was an old man he had never seen before, sitting next to him, checking his pulse.

"Who are you?"

"The doctor who healed you..."

Yang Dongming replied as if it was not a big deal, and Liu Xuehua from the side added a further explanation.

"He is the head of the Maple Yang Family, and he has a reputation for loyalty in the Middle Kingdom."

"Hehehe... It's just an exaggerated nickname..."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Mujin had no choice but to lie down and take the gun.

"Thank you for coming all the way to heal me..."

"Is it a big deal for a doctor to come to a sick patient? And don't worry, I've decided to pay for the trouble that has come all the way here at Liu Xuehua Sozer, so don't worry..."

Mu Jin asked cautiously, turning to Yang Dongming, who replied that it was no big deal.

"Can you tell me how long it will take to fully recover?"

"If you're going to be completely cured, it's going to take a month and a half..."

Mu Jin, who looked as if he had been judged to be timed for Yang Dongming's answer, added a question just in case.

"If you do, maybe you start exercising before you fully recover..."

"Hmm· If you want to see your intestines trickle out of your side, I won't stop you."

“····”

"Tsk· After all, the people of Murim can't stand it if they take a day off, right? What do you think I will think when a patient I treated with my own hands comes to the clinic after not lasting five days and becomes sick again?"

"Hmm... I'm going to be an anyway, so I wonder if I need to fix it... Isn't it?"

"Why would someone who knows that ask..."

“····”

Yang Dongming had a look of displeasure on his face, as he had experienced a lot of upset while treating the Wulin people.

"And when I look at your body, it looks like I can hardly fix it, but if you get hurt so often, would I want to fix it? Don't you want to fix it? By the way, the people who come to me for treatment are lining up at the entrance of the clinic every day."

“··· I will take care of myself· But what does it mean that God can only heal the elderly?"

Mu Jin asked with a puzzled expression, and Yang Dongming took out a long needle and shouted at Mu Jin's blood sword.

It was a very risky move, but the results were quite bizarre.

Ting!

The spit had been squashed with a screech of metal, and the spit had been crushed into a blunt squash.

"In order to penetrate the skin of a sword and insert a needle, the doctor must also have some knowledge of martial arts, right?"

Saying that, Yang Dongming breathed qi into the newly pointed long needle, and an aura like sword qi spewed out of the saliva.

If I had to name it, it could be called acupuncture.

Yang Dongming opened his mouth as he arranged flowers on Mu Jin's blood canal with needles hovering around him.

"Oh, but that doesn't mean that you can ignorantly put a hole in your spit and stick it in your blood... The internal interrogation method of our family's vision is only possible because of its efficacy in protecting the blood chart. If other martial arts practitioners did something like this, it wouldn't be a cure, it would just distort or destroy the blood canal."

Yang Dongming's skill in speaking slowly and quickly inserting a needle was truly worthy of the nickname of faithfulness.

After the acupuncture in a blink of an eye, Yang Dongming removed the bandage on the wound, checked the details, changed it into a clean bandage, and left the room.

Even after Yang Dongming left, Mu Jin had a regretful expression on his face, so Liu Xuehua spoke carefully.

"It's a pity that you can't cultivate, but why don't you take this opportunity to take advantage of it? This is a special herbal medicine made by the elder of the gods himself. It's going to be a big help in building up your skills."

Saying that, she carefully poured a spoonful of the herbal medicine into Mu Jin's mouth.

She described it as just a "special potion," but the one she was giving her now wasn't anything like that.

A packet of herbal medicine costs dozens of pieces of golden porcelain, and it is difficult to make a pot of herbal medicine that cannot be eaten even if you bring it with you without the permission of Yang Dongming, and it is difficult to make a few packets a year because of the high cost of ingredients.

Mu Jin drank such a herbal medicine three times a day thanks to Liu Xuehua's financial power.

He had been stunned for half a month, not even realizing that he had eaten.

"Thank you for your attention. Sulwha Lord· I will never forget this grace."

Liu Xuehua, who had a tearful expression on his face at Mu Jin's words, replied with a face of deep determination.

"Yes... Don't forget it..."

“··· Yes?"

"You don't want to be in debt to a merchant and just get away with it, do you?"

"Of course you have to pay it back. Yes·"

Mu Jin replied in a trembling tone that something different from the one he knew.

* * *

Immediately after being treated by Yang Dongming· Mu Jin fell asleep as soon as he took the potion.

My body was still in need of recovery, and I felt like my body was putting the brakes on itself because being asleep rather than staying awake for long periods of time helped me recover.

Then, after a few hours, he woke up for a while, and every time Liu Xuehua, who was sitting next to him, would give him a herbal medicine, or Yang Dongming would use his qi to inject acupuncture.

And as the waking hours gradually increased, Mu Jin followed Liu Xuehua's advice immediately after finishing the treatment.

"I definitely feel like I've got a lot of energy in my body."

Mu Jin, who had mastered the technique, did not bother to turn his patriarchal position, and used the Mahayana Mind Technique to turn the Great Pillar Heaven with the aura of the medicinal herb that spread throughout his body, and gradually built up his energy in the hall.

It didn't feel like a summoning group or a large circle of people all at once, but it was a far superior effect compared to taking a lucky meal with nothing.

Every time I took a lucky meal, I could clearly feel my inner strength.

After spending a few days sleeping, taking herbal medicines, eating unsolicited food, and receiving acupuncture, Mujin fell into a trance.

"Shouldn't you eat meat? Oh, no, even if it's just a protein supplement..."

It's crazy to have to take a month and a half off from exercising, but Mujin has only been drinking herbal medicine and water for a few days. I couldn't eat at all.

If this continues, the severe muscle loss may accelerate even more.

Every day, when I woke up briefly, I would move my arms to check my muscles and feel them shrink rapidly.

Yang Dongming sighed at Mu Jin, who was showing intense anxiety.

"Your gut hasn't healed yet. If you eat meat, it will stick out of your punctured intestines and the rest of your intestines will rot. Well, if you want to die, I won't tell you. Isn't that what it means to be a Murim person? Even if you are discouraged, you don't eat it, you cultivate ignorantly, you break your limbs, and even if you ask him to rest, he doesn't eat it, and he eats it and falls into the mouth of a coin. Isn't it?"

“····”

Yang Dongming, who suppressed Mujin's nonsense in one fell swoop, asked as he arranged flowers on Mujin's body.

"But what are those protein supplements?"

“··· There is such a thing..."

"Oh... I guess that's your family's vision..."

“··· My family?"

Mu Jin asked back with a puzzled expression, and Yang Dongming shrugged his shoulders lightly and replied.

"I've heard about your family from Liu Xuehua Sozer roughly..."

Mu Jin was confused for a moment because he was asleep, but it didn't take long for him to understand.

In this world, he was known as a descendant of a righteous family that had been destroyed by the Apostles.

And that was one of the reasons why Yang Dongming came here from Maple County, Hubei Province, where his main family is located, and continued to take care of Mu Jin for several days.

* * *

Half a moon has passed since Mujin first opened his eyes.

In the meantime, perhaps as his body recovered, Mujin continued to spend more and more time awake.

"Mujin-ah· How's your day?"

"Infinite Water Supply· I look forward to seeing you well."

Every time he woke up, the faces of those watching Mujin would change from day to day.

But in the midst of all this, there was one person who would never change...

“··· Are you okay? Lord Sulwhath·"

I slept and woke up for half a month, and there was never a day when Liu Xuehua wasn't by my side.

Once or twice, it would have been a coincidence, but at this point, Mujin had no choice but to know. That she was taking care of her without a break.

Naturally, I was worried.

Caring for her all day like that could have harmed Liu Xuehua's health, and most of all, she wasn't the woman she used to be.

"My body is fine, don't worry."

“··· Your body is your body, but you have a job to do, don't you? Do you have anything to say?"

She was not a golden hell lobe of the Heavenly Stream, but a merchant in charge of the council's business, so she shouldn't have spent so much time on herself.

Liu Xuehua, who understood what Mu Jin meant, smiled faintly and took a bundle of Wen Xue Inspection from the back and showed it to Mu Jin.

"I've told you to send all my business inspections here. You don't have to worry because I'm working here."

It was half true and half false.

When I first arrived here, I was wandering around for a few days.

She didn't seem to have anything to do with her work, and she was focused on taking care of Mujin.

Her attitude was so pious that no one dared to dissuade her.

Mu Jin looked at her with a complicated expression for a moment.

"Don't worry, I'm here. Could it be that I don't even care about the health of the nurse?"

Yang Dongming, who had untied the bandages on Mu Jin's abdomen and was in the process of disinfecting and replacing the medicine, looked relieved.

And Yang Dongming, who had finished treating the wound, added with a look of bewilderment.

"Your body is amazing in many ways... It's already getting better..."

"Are you feeling much better?"

"At this rate, I think I'll be able to move and eat in about half a month."

At first, they said it would take about a month and a half, but it was still about half a month shorter.

When Mujin heard that the time to supplement protein and exercise was half a month earlier, Mujin breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

"But that doesn't mean you can over-cultivate or eat meat right after half a month. I haven't eaten in over a month, so if I don't start with porridge and get used to it little by little, I'm going to get sick right away."

"Ahem· That's the kind of mental mind I still have..."

"That's a good thing, then..."

Mu Jin tried to ignore Yang Dongming's gaze, which he didn't believe at all.

Yang Dongming, who looked at Mu Jin suspiciously, immediately finished his treatment and left the room.

And when there was an awkward silence in the room for a moment...

Liu Xuehua, who seemed to be contemplating something with a complicated expression, spoke in a confident tone.

"Monk Mujin·"

"Yes· Lord Sulwhath·"

"Do you know that today's incident and how I and our superiors have helped you in many ways?"

"You don't have to worry about it because I keep it in mind."

"No, sir. I'm worried, so I'll tell you now. If it's not now, I won't be able to tell you about it again."

What the hell is she trying to say?

While Mujin has a puzzled look on his face. Liu Xuehua took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

"Can you stop now?"

"What do you mean by stopping?"

“··· I know that the monk knows something that we don't. It was the same with my family, it was like that in Sichuan, and it was like that in Zhuge Sega. Until this time there..."

“····”

"I'm not going to ask you how you know things that others don't. But can't we stop now?"

“····”

"Why is my body like this..."

I wonder if the emotion came up as I continued to talk for a long time. She paused for a moment, caught her breath, and spoke again.

"So let's go back to Shaolin... If Shaolin wants you to do this kind of work again, then you can entrust yourself to the top of us, so let's go back now. What?"