Chapter 4547

Yuan Zheng was born with dementia. He was abandoned outside the orphanage since he was a child. At the age of seven, he barely learned to walk.

However, he has a pair of special eyes.

Those eyes seemed to possess magical power, making people unable to bear to look away when they saw it, and even more a good feeling rose from their hearts. Therefore, the staff of the orphanage did not despise him, but took good care of him.

At the age of eight, a magician known as 'Yuan Banxian' walked into the orphanage and insisted that someone in the orphanage had a relationship with him, but he chose the stupid Yuan Zheng.

Yuan Banxian adopted Yuan Zheng, kept his original surname 'Yuan' and gave him the name 'Zheng'.

What is the meaning of the contention? If the husband does not fight, the world cannot fight with him.

Eight-year-old Yuan Zheng didn't know anything about foreign objects. He just instinctively babbled and toddled. Yuan Banxian chanted sutras and he also hummed, and Banxian practiced boxing. He also followed. Perhaps this Yuan Banxian really had a 'fairy spirit', and he did not know how to open his mind, and his eyes became extraordinarily clear, pure, and profound.

The cold came and the summer went, year after year, and in a blink of an eye, it was his sixteenth birthday, which was also the Lantern Festival. Yuan Banxian simply celebrated his birthday and said that he would arrange a career as a pet doctor, so he went down the mountain overnight despite the heavy snow. Yuan Zheng also carried his clothes, and respectfully sent him to the town down the mountain.

The town was decorated with lanterns, fireworks filled the sky, and the explosion of fireworks was deafening. Yuan Zheng watched Yuan Banxian's back disappear before turning to go home. After walking back on the same road for about 20 minutes, the corner of his eyes swept under the road, and there was a faint shadow.

car? !

Yuan Zheng subconsciously used his eyesight to look at it. His originally clear eyes were also covered with a layer of brilliance. He also clearly saw the picture under the road. It was indeed a turnaround car. Seeing this, he immediately ran down the road. Yuan Banxian kept muttering that saving a life is better than building a seventh-level pagoda. Although he still doesn't quite understand it, he also knows that he should save people first.

Just, why didn't I hear the sound of the overturning car? Could it be that he was standing near the town just now, and the sound of fireworks obscured his hearing?

probably.

Yuan Zheng can only analyze these, even though he is sixteen years old, but he has only learned knowledge for seven or eight years, and it is not bad to think of it.

In the ditch under the road, a black car was lying on its four wheels facing the sky; the air was filled with a strong smell of gasoline, and there was a faint sound of 'Ziz' sparks; gasoline, sparks, this made Yuan Zheng unable to help One word comes to mind, Blast!

Grandfather bless you, but don't explode!

Yuan Zheng muttered in his heart, leaned in front of the window and looked inside the carriage, and could vaguely see a figure lying across from him.

How to save people?

Yuan Zheng pinched his earlobe and thought for a while, then tried to pull the door, but there was a sound of 'Ziz' sparks. Seeing that the car was about to explode, Yuan Zheng couldn't care anymore, took a step back, took a deep breath, and kicked out with his right foot.

"Bang——" The sole of the foot kicked on the door, the black door suddenly dented, wrinkled, deformed, and then opened a gap with a click.

"Ziz—" A few sparks popped out of the car.

"Ouch." Yuan Zheng held up his right foot and rubbed it, thinking that his skill was still not enough, and it hurt enough to kick a car door. The right foot hurts and the left foot is replaced. When both feet go down, the entire car door has been completely kicked open. Yuan Zheng pulled the deformed car door out and threw it aside. As soon as he climbed into the car, he smelled two strong odors, a scent one. A bloody smell.

Yuan Zheng tried his best to take the unconscious driver out, and immediately ran away; after running for about twenty meters, he heard a loud bang, and a surging air wave would fall. Bai Xue suddenly pushed away, knocking Yuan Zheng into a stagger, almost throwing the driver in his arms.

"It's so hanging!" Yuan Zheng exhaled, only to realize that the body in his arms was very light, soft and fragrant, and then looking at the hair, it seemed that it was a woman. Seeing this, Yuan Zheng almost threw the female driver in his arms out again.

However, he thought of the doctor's parents' hearts that Yuan Banxian had said, and ran straight to the Taoist Temple with her in his arms. Speaking of which, it was undoubtedly the best choice to go to the town hospital at this time, but he didn't have this concept in his mind at all. Maybe it was because he was in a hurry to save people. The journey that originally took 40 minutes, Yuan Zheng only took 15 minutes to hold a talented person.

After laying the mattress and putting her on it, lighting the candle and doing a cursory inspection, she found that she had broken both legs and left arm, but fortunately her right arm was intact. A simple bone setting is still not difficult for Yuan Zheng. The most fearful thing is that the internal organs will be damaged due to the collision. This internal injury is the most difficult to treat.

"First ask her if she feels internal injuries." Yuan Zheng made sure to pay attention, and quickly pulled out a barrel of silver needles and a bottle of medical alcohol. Said to be silver needles, but they were actually stainless steel acupuncture needles. Yuan Laodao had several silver needles, but those were props used to fool people.

Pour a pot of hot water, wring out the hot towel, and wipe the blood on her face; as the blood was wiped away, she found that she had round cheeks, a full and smooth forehead, and a slightly white chin. Some of the hair was pointed; perhaps because of the pain, the carefully repaired eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, the eyes were tightly closed, causing a few wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and the upturned Qiong nose was also tightly wrinkled.

Under Qiong's nose, a bright red and attractive cherry lips opened slightly, revealing a row of jade-like white teeth. Between the lips and teeth and the breath, there is a hint of fragrant and fiery breath, typical of red lips and white teeth, and fragrant mouth.

"What a beautiful sister!" Yuan Zheng exclaimed sincerely, but he couldn't tell her actual age. She looks more mature than the vigorous girl, but she looks very young; however, at this moment, her brows are furrowed, but she looks delicate and weak, which I feel pity for.

Seeing her pained appearance, Yuan Zheng immediately disinfected the silver needle with alcohol, stabbed it into one of her acupoints skillfully, and injected the inner qi under the needle by running the heart method.

The first needle is only to seal the acupoints to relieve pain. At the same time that Yuan Zheng let go, the female driver frowned and stretched a bit, which was the most direct manifestation of pain relief.

For the second needle, Yuan Zheng stabbed the female driver's Shenting acupoint into it, and also injected the inner qi into the needle, watching her reaction while twisting; It was a layer of fragrant sweat overflowing, as if something terrible was going on.

At the same time, a group of pictures quickly flashed through the female driver's mind: Self-driving tour during the Spring Festival... Lantern Festival mountaineering and skiing... Driving back to the hotel at night... Driving to the steep slope of the road... The brakes suddenly failed... rollover...

"Ah—" A sharp, terrified cry came from the female driver's mouth. She opened her eyes and instinctively wanted to sit up, but found that she didn't feel anything in her body except for the ability to move her neck.

Yuan Zheng pulled out the needle and said with a smile, "Big sister, are you awake?"

Who is speaking?

The female driver shook her head and looked intently, but she saw a boy wearing a strangely fast costume, which was very likely to be a robe on TV. It's just that his cyan robe has long been washed and whitened, and he has even been patched. It is estimated that his life is very simple and frugal.

A little priest?

The female driver was stunned for a while, and subconsciously focused her attention on his face, only to see him with a sunny smile, which was as warm as the warm sun in March, and it warmed her heart when she saw it; Impression of him immediately changed from a little Taoist priest to a sunny and handsome little Zhengtai.

However, in the next second, she realized that the most attractive on his face was not the bright smile, but the pure eyes!

Those eyes were clear, pure and free of impurities, as deep and charming as autumn water. When she saw it, she unconsciously wanted to look at it a few more times, as if there was something in those eyes that attracted her; and she also read from those eyes. One point of care, very pure care without any impurities.

Thinking about the image of the car overturning in your head, and then looking at the environment in the room, the female driver opened her alluring red lips and said in a soft tone, "Did you save me?"

Her Mandarin is very standard, her voice is soft and rubbing, and her tone is slow and soft; this is the first time Yuan Zheng has heard such a nice voice, and instinctively feels that her accent is a little different from his own, but he didn't think about it carefully. The head said "Hmm!"

"Thank you!" The female driver showed a smile that was as delicate and splendid as a hundred flowers in full bloom.

It was the first time that Yuan Zheng saw such a beautiful smile, and he felt as if he had fallen into the season of spring blossoms. The warm spring breeze came with the tempting fragrance, and he couldn't help but stare blankly; Don't look at this sentence, immediately closed his eyes and blushed, and said weakly, "Big sister, do you feel any discomfort?"

Is he shy?

The female driver was stunned for a moment, and after a careful feeling, she said, "I can't feel anything under my neck. Could it be that I fell into a high position and became a paraplegic?"

Yuan Zheng pinched his earlobe and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know what high paraplegia is. You just broke your legs and left arm. I was afraid that your movement would cause dislocation of your muscles and bones, so I sealed it with a needle. Your point. You take a deep breath and hold your breath to see how it feels."

Hearing that it was not a high-level paraplegic, the female driver couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; as for the words 'the acupoints were sealed with a needle', she automatically ignored them.

According to Yuan Zheng's method, just as the female driver took a breath and held her breath, she felt a tingling pain in her left flank, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously exhaled and said, "Left flank, it hurts a lot."

Left rib?

Yuan Zheng touched her left flank lightly across her coat, and the female driver couldn't help groaning, "It hurts! Don't touch it!"

"Big sister, your rib is broken."

Broken rib?

The female driver was a little anxious, looked at Yuan Zheng and said, "Little Daoist, can you treat this injury?"

"It can be cured. But I'm not a Taoist priest, and neither is my master."

Why don't Taoists wear Taoist robes?

Although the female driver was puzzled, she didn't have time to think about it. She took a deep breath and asked in a soft tone, "Excuse me, what's your name?"

"Yuan Zheng." Yuan Zheng said without thinking, "Tukou Yiyuan, the battle of war."

Yuan Zheng?

The female driver silently recited the names on both sides in her heart, feeling quite catchy, she forced a smile and said, "My name is Liu Xiangyuan. The willow of the willow tree, the fragrance of the willow tree, the fragrant fragrance, the lady of the famous lady. Yuan Zheng, please help me treat it. Is it? Just deal with the injury, and I will pay you the consultation fee."

"I don't want money." Yuan Zheng shook his head and said, "Master said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. But..."

Hearing Yuan Zheng say that he doesn't want money, Liu Xiangyuan didn't take it seriously; seeing that he had some scruples, she couldn't help asking subconsciously, "But what?"

Yuan Zheng pinched his earlobe, blushing and weakly said, "To treat your injury, I have to take off your clothes first."