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Not long after, Yang Xiaohu came back. His face was flushed red like the spring breeze. He slapped a stack of bills on the table and puffed out his chest.

"How is it? Five thousand yuan, this is something I can rely on! "

Liu Yan immediately became anxious, and said with a stern face, "Kid, why are you accepting so much money from me? Two thousand five hundred would be enough. "

Yang Xiaohu shrunk his neck back, "It was that Zhou Qian who insisted on giving it to me. I had no choice."

"You punk, once you see a beauty you can't walk. It's no use at all." Liu Yan gave him a punch, and an evil smile appeared on his face. He asked, "Are you attracted to her, and are you about to call her?"

Yang Xiaohu immediately grinned and took out his phone to give Liu Yan a call, "Hurry up and save it."

"F * ck!" There really is one for you. " He then shook his head and patted Yang Xiaohu's shoulder, "Since you like him, how could I take him? But I still have to advise you, his family background is not bad, and that old uncle of his is probably a retired government official. Just think about it, don't shamelessly pursue him."

"Of course I know that, but I don't want to chase after her at all. I want the number for you."

Liu Yan was stunned. "You want it for me?"

Yang Xiaohu scratched his head, "This lady is obviously from a rich family, how can I be worthy of her?"

"I'm not worthy either!" Liu Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

You know Chinese medicine, you can cure any kind of illness, and in the future you will definitely prosper. Today, when I went to deliver the medicine, that girl came out from the town government's staff dormitory, so her family definitely has connections with the government. If you can catch up to her, it would be fine even if you could barge in. "

Liu Yan sighed. He didn't have this kind of thought for a girl he had just met. Moreover, there was only Zhang Xiaohua in his heart.

"Don't come here, I'm not interested at all."

Yang Xiaohu instantly became unhappy, and said: "Liu Yan, how is Zhang Xiaohua any stronger than her? Zhang Yimin thought of her as a treasure, and that old scoundrel looked down on you. Look at Zhou Qian's grandfather, even a blind person could tell that old uncle values you a lot."

"I'll be angry if you say that again." Liu Yan's face hardened.

"Fine, fine, fine. I won't say anymore." Yang Xiaohu rolled his eyes.

After another day, Liu Yan received a call from Zhou Qian's grandfather to report the effects of the Bone Spirit Ointment. He said that the hospital had prescribed the same medicine for him, but the effects were vastly different from Liu Yan's Bone Spirit Ointment.

"If you feel anything unusual, you must contact me at any time." After all, Old Master Zhou had taken the medicine prescribed from the hospital. Liu Yan was also afraid that there might be some problems with the combination of western and traditional Chinese medicine. If all of them were given to him to treat, combined with the afternoon needle technique, it wouldn't even take a month for him to settle his legs.

Liu Yan didn't stay idle either. While opening the clinic, he placed needles on himself to stimulate the blood energy in his arm, stimulating the absorption of the medicinal strength within it.

After finishing acupuncture, Liu Yan carefully put the silver needles back. Looking at the rows of silver needles that were of different lengths and sizes, he sighed in his heart. The ancestor of the Liu family had used this set of silver needles to treat countless nobles.

"Hmm? "There's a problem!" Just as Liu Yan was about to cover it with the wooden lid, he suddenly realized that this wooden lid was slightly different from the others. It was abnormally thick.

"He took it and looked at it, then knocked on the lid, only to find that it was not a crisp sound, but rather a little dull." There are layers! " Liu Yan was alarmed and recalled the scenes that would often happen in movies. He quickly found a knife and carefully buckled up the piece of wood in the wooden lid. He discovered that there was indeed a layer of wood and a stack of yellow paper hidden within it.

"Could it be some kind of miraculous medical technique?" Liu Yan was overjoyed and quickly picked up the yellow paper. There were many sheets of yellow paper, and they looked simple and unadorned. All of them were written in traditional Chinese characters, but he didn't feel any pressure when he looked at them.

"Life and Death Art?" "What the hell is that?" As Liu Yan read the introduction, he was immediately confused. However, as he continued to read, he was shocked. This was actually a secret manual similar to martial arts.

However, this manual was very strange as it was split into two. The upper layer was the Life Tactic, which could bring the dead back to life through the cultivation of "Qi".

The lower part was a death match, which was also based on the principles of medicine. It displayed the "aura of death", and it also introduced various methods of causing injury or even death.

"This is too terrifying!" Liu Yan sucked in a breath of cold air. A cold shiver ran down his spine, and he couldn't help but shudder.

The [Life Method] could be cultivated, and it could enhance Liu Yan's medical skills. However, the [Death] technique was not something Liu Yan had the thought of touching. After all, this was a society ruled by law, and he had received an education.

The more he looked at it, the more excited he became. He had inherited the knowledge of all kinds of ancient methods and secret formulas from the silver needles in the afternoon of the Ghost King. His medical skills were excellent to begin with, but the Art of Creation had the effect of adding wings to a tiger.

Looking at the cultivation method, Liu Yan was excited. Cultivating wasn't difficult, it was just taking a bit of time. However, what he lacked the most right now was time.

Without saying anything else, Liu Yan closed the door and immediately began to prepare. First, he turned off his cell phone, and then, using the method of "Life and Death Decision", Liu Yan concocted a pill and ran into the room, naked.

Liu Yan took out the Meridian Silver Needle. It was only at this moment that he noticed that because the Meridian Silver Needle was different in thickness and length, it was all for cultivating the Art of Life and Death.

Following the cultivation method, Liu Yan inserted all of the silver needles into some of the acupoints in his body. With every silver needle inserted, he would take a sip of the medicine.

"So hot!" He should have been extremely cold, but after inserting the silver needles, Liu Yan felt as if he had entered a furnace. The blood and Qi in his body surged, and he did not dare to move recklessly.

This kind of cultivation method used silver needles to stimulate the vitality of one's vital energy and blood. If one was to endure for an entire two days, that kind of Life and Death Qi would be produced within their body, allowing Liu Yan to execute the method of the Life and Death Art.

By night, Liu Yan had changed into more than twenty different positions. Although he hadn't eaten anything, he didn't feel hungry. On the contrary, he felt his body becoming more and more energetic. It was just that he felt very bored.

As Yang Xiaohu ran over to knock on the door, Liu Yan found it hard to make a sound to reply. Thus, he pretended that he wasn't at home.

Liu Yan did not sleep the entire night, but he did not feel tired or hungry. On the other hand, a layer of greasy substance emerged from the surface of his body, as though it was a cocoon that had wrapped around his body.

Finally, on the late night of the second day, Liu Yan felt an extremely strange change in his body. Two flows of energy gushed out from his heart; one was warm, the other was overbearing and cold. This was Qi and death.

The areas where the flow of qi flowed through felt comfortable, but the areas where the flow of air flowed through became stiff and weak. It was fortunate that Liu Yan was able to control both strands of energy, thus preventing them from harming his body.

In fact, the qi of death and the qi of life also existed in the human body. For example, infants, when they were growing up rapidly, the flow of the qi of death would be very obvious in the body, and the qi of death would be mostly contained in the old people, or people on the verge of death. The existence of the gas of death would cause the life force of the human body to rapidly drain away, resulting in death in the end.

"This is too amazing!" Liu Yan pulled out the silver needle and immediately went to the toilet to wash himself clean. However, the cold water that was poured over him didn't feel very cold.

After finishing his charge, Liu Yan felt his entire body was extremely comfortable. Clenching his fists tightly, he felt an explosive force spreading through his body.

Looking at his body, he realized that his body shape could be described as perfect. His muscles were clearly defined. He did not appear obese nor did he lose his sense of strength.

Liu Yan was overjoyed from the change in his body. He could hardly believe that he had become a martial arts expert!

After stretching a bit, other than his injured left arm feeling a little uncomfortable, there were no other problems.

Liu Yan put on his clothes and immediately began experimenting. He used a silver needle to start treating his arm.

"Oh my god!" It was clearly the same technique as before, but after the nourishment of his life force, Liu Yan clearly felt that the discomfort at his joints had disappeared. His arms were now able to move freely, and the strength he felt was even stronger.

"Hahaha!" Liu Yan could no longer hold back his laughter. This time, other than the advanced stage of cancer that the medical field was unable to solve, he didn't even know what other illnesses he would be unable to cure himself.

"Keep a low profile. You have to keep a low profile. Otherwise, you'll be caught and studied as a mouse." Liu Yan was both happy and afraid. This was already beyond the scope of scientific explanation. Once it was exposed, it would be very dangerous.

After the phone was switched on, Liu Yan found that Yang Xiaohu had been looking for him crazily for the past two days. He missed a dozen calls and there were even five or six text messages asking where he was and if something had happened.

Suddenly, a wave of intense hunger hit him. Liu Yan staggered and quickly told Yang Xiaohu to get some food to cook at his house.

"Where did you go? You couldn't find anyone for two days?" Yang Xiaohu held half a piece of pork in his hand with a worried look on his face.

"I don't know why, but I accidentally slept for two days at home. I forgot to eat. Hurry up and get it. I'm going to starve to death." Liu Yan found an excuse and hurried him into the kitchen.

After finishing his meal, Liu Yan wasn't in a rush to open the clinic. He thought for a moment, then called Zhou Qian's grandfather. After all, he had given him five thousand yuan. Liu Yan felt a little embarrassed.

"Hello, Uncle. How do you feel about your leg?"

"En, it's pretty good. I feel like I've recovered pretty well. It's only been about 3 days. Your medicine is too easy to use. If it's convenient for you, help me prepare a few more batches later." Old Mr. Zhou said happily.

"No problem. Are you free right now?" I want to see your legs again. "

"Great!" "Anytime you want, I'm at home. Call me if you need me, I'll get Qianqian to pick you up." Old Mr. Zhou said happily.

"Alright." Liu Yan heaved a sigh of relief. This old man was too easy to talk to.