The journey to Jiuzhaigou wasn't too far. Before Chen Hao could fully experience the magnificent rivers and mountains of China, the plane had already steadily heard the sound of the landing pad at Sichuan's airport.
After getting off the plane, Chen Jiannan threw aside the drowsy Mo Yang on the plane and instantly became lively. He strongly requested to experience the local customs and customs first. His pleasant words were actually to have a taste of the local cuisine.
The greedy Chen Jiannan admitted that he would not let go of this chance to enjoy life, and so, he brought Chen Hao to a local hotpot restaurant. Although it was not for food, there were still a lot of people inside, and many of them were tourists that came to visit.
The waiter laughed. As expected of a Sichuan girl, her personality was hot, and she said to the slightly spicy Chen Hao: "Sir, this shop is not spicy at all, but men can feel the spiciness of devils."
Chen Hao did not argue and said: "If it's not spicy, then let's have a mandarin duck pot. I don't really like spicy food."
Before the beautiful waitress could say anything, Chen Jiannan laughed out loud, "Boss, you came to Sichuan to eat mandarin duck pot?"
"Otherwise?"
"Boss, I discovered that you are becoming more and more foolish. For a mandarin duck pot, one side is slightly spicy, while the other side is especially spicy? We are going to eat at the Nine Palace, how can there be a mandarin duck pot. "
Chen Jiannan took the opportunity to show off once more, but Chen Hao was unable to stop him. After all, he did not understand anything about it, and could only familiarize himself with it through the old Chen Jiannan.
"Boss wants it, this Nine Palace Hot Pot tastes really good." The waiter at the side also agreed with Chen Jiannan's words. "If you don't eat spicy food, then what are you doing in Sichuan?" There was only passion and passion here.
Although it was not spicy or spicy, Chen Hao could only follow the customs of nature, but Chen Hao had the waiter prepare two bottles of ice fruit juice for him, to prevent himself from suffering too much.
Very quickly, the hotpot was served. Looking at the bright red hotpot, Chen Hao felt that he would be in danger today. After all, this was going to make people angry, so he washed all the food inside.
This time, the hotpot meal had also left a shadow on Chen Hao's heart. Although it was not good for his body, Chen Hao's lips were swollen due to numbness, and this meal was basically filled to the brim with fruit juice for Chen Hao, who ate it all with one mouthful and drank a few cups of iced fruit juice along the way. Although it was not good for his health, it was a good thing for him.
Chen Hao was feeling uncomfortable being stared at by the female attendants in the hotpot restaurant. Although he was a little handsome himself, he could not keep looking at himself, because he would be embarrassed if he did that.
After drinking the remaining juice by his hand, Chen Hao put down his chopsticks and waited for Chen Jiannan to finish eating before quickly leaving. First, he had to find the senior introduced to him by the Old Liang.
After giving the money to the waiter to settle the bill, the two of them left the hotpot restaurant. On the way out, Chen Jiannan was still sighing with emotion, "After the Ba Shu, you don't eat the hotpot. This hotpot is really delicious, but other places can't make this kind of pure pot."
"Don't sigh anymore. I have some private matters. Let's hurry up and set off."
Boss, it's not appropriate for you to go now. It's already afternoon, so it's definitely not appropriate for us to go now. Our rule is not to visit the Lord in the afternoon.
Chen Hao thought that it made sense. What if this senior really had these hobbies? Then wouldn't he be wasting all his efforts, so the two of them still found a hotel in the city.
The next morning, Chen Hao called for Chen Jiannan, and the two of them got on a taxi and went straight to the senior's place, Old Liang said that the senior would be staying at the Nan Ping, thus they did not waste time on the two of them going around.
When Chen Hao went to the place that Old Liang wrote, although he was still careful with the paintings, it did not seem like the abstract paintings were able to provide any information. Therefore, Chen Hao went around to ask around, asked a few families, and really asked about the existence of a genius doctor in the village.
Through the introductions from the villagers, Chen Hao and Luo Hua City Mistress finally found the God Doctor's residence. Compared to the current rural areas, the God Doctor's residence was very simple and unadorned, the surrounding residences were all tile floors, but the God Doctor's house was a primitive thatched hut, with a circle of bamboo as a fence.
Chen Hao walked to the front of the thatched cottage, and shouted towards the inside: "May I ask if senior is at home? This junior received a recommendation from a friend and is here to pay a visit. "
The bamboo door of the thatched hut creaked open, revealing a boy who looked extremely well-behaved. The boy came out and asked, "May I ask what business you have with my master?"
Chen Hao cupped his hands at the boy: "This student here, my name is Chen Hao, due to my body being a little unwell, a friend introduced me here, and hopes that your master can help me."
The boy returned the greeting, "Mr. Chen, my teacher has gone to the mountain to gather herbs. The signal in the mountain is not very good, so I can't contact him right now. Please wait here for a moment."
The boy asked who had entrusted him with this task, and after asking about some of the illnesses, he led Chen Hao and Su Yun into the house, where they entered. Chen Hao was extremely interested in the house's layout and even the blueprints for the research.
The arrangement of the room showed that this Godly Doctor was far from being a normal person. Every table, every chair, every bed, everything seemed very simple and unadorned. All kinds of books were neatly placed in the bookcases.
Many human body meridian diagrams were stuck on the wall. Chen Hao took a closer look, and realized that all of the meridian diagrams were hand-drawn, and without exception, each and every one of the channels were detailed with their names, and the functions of each meridian below the diagrams. These diagrams was an extremely rare piece of information, so Chen Hao patiently studied them.
The knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine was vast and profound, with thousands of years of history giving it a mysterious veil. However, traditional Chinese medicine covered an extremely wide range of aspects, but mastering one could reap great benefits. For example, the Old Liang specialized in acupuncture.
Chen Hao swam comfortably in the vast sea of knowledge, at least he had a good grasp of the meridian channels, because he could use his Innate Qi to feel them, but Chen Hao who had lost his Innate Qi, was unable to control his meridian channels, so the blueprints could be used to make up for the lack of meridian channels.
"Sir, do you also understand the knowledge of meridians?"
"I know a little, but I learned a little bit of the basics."
"My master taught me a lot, but I can't remember it. These meridians are really hard to remember, and there are a lot of things I need to master. If they are mixed together, I won't be able to remember them."
Chen Hao also didn't have anything else to do, so he began to carefully explain to the child. With his own understanding of the meridians, the child's eyes slowly lit up after listening to Chen Hao's explanation.
It was true that his master's level was higher than Chen Hao's, but Chen Hao was a young man. His own thoughts would make it easier for people to understand him, and it was also because of this that the boy would benefit greatly from Chen Hao's short explanation.
The two of them talked and listened, completely ignoring the fact that an old man with a head of white hair was listening attentively. Chen Jiannan looked at the three of them and felt embarrassed.
Chen Jiannan started to cough crazily. Only then did the infatuated two people notice the old man behind them. The boy hurriedly stood up and bowed respectfully, "Master, please don't blame me. The little kid was infatuated and didn't notice your return."
Then, he smiled as he looked at Chen Hao, "You must be the little friend Chen Hao that little brother Liang mentioned. I heard that your medical skills are excellent, and once I saw that you're indeed extraordinary, this old man, Yun You, has long since given up on the common name.
Chen Hao cupped his hands respectfully: "Senior Jing Song is too kind, I am just a new practitioner, moreover, under the influence of the inner demons, I can't even feel the True Qi anymore, I am just a mere mortal."
This old man believes that little friend has been able to defeat the devil in his heart, and that from ancient times until now, all the doctors who have been able to defeat the devil in their hearts have eventually become famous, and the entire world will sincerely submit to you. "
"Senior Jing Song, actually, I do not care about becoming famous. Actually, from the feeling I have now, there is nothing bad about being an ordinary person."
"Hahaha, little friend, you are so interesting! It can be seen that little friend has a firm will. However, little friend, I must tell you that once a doctor reaches the peak of cultivation, he can bring a person back to life. This is the dream of all doctors."
Chen Hao heard Jing Song's words, but he started to pay more attention to him. If he had this technique, he could save the girl's life, and Chen Hao's mental world would also be set ablaze with the blazing flame of faith.
Seeing that Chen Hao was once again filled with strong conviction, Jing Song decided to make Chen Hao lie on his bed. After that, he wanted Chen Hao to carefully diagnose the inner demons calamity, which was an extremely serious matter, and he didn't have a foolproof method, but he knew that only with determination in his heart, would he be able to help him conquer the inner demons one step at a time.