Evil Master

After the nurse left, Duan Hong locked the door from the inside and sat on the sickbed with his legs crossed. He placed his hands on his legs and a Lotus Codex mental cultivation method flashed in his mind.

A warm current slowly rose from his Dantian. Duan Hong carefully guided it and thought in his heart: After practicing Lotus Codex for four years, until now, it has still been at the initial stage of the, and I don't know when it will break through. The last time I drank a mouthful of Wumu Divine Wine, there were vague signs of a breakthrough.

He never thought that the Old Daoist Suicide Yuan Wu's palm strike would actually be so sharp and could instantly shatter Diamond Protective Genuine Qi. If Third Master knew about this, he would definitely scold me.

Duan Hong thought in his heart, and unknowingly, he once again guided this warm current to his right arm, which quickly passed by the Ji Quan, Qing Ling, Shaohai, and even the Little Finger's Shaofu acupoints.

The inside of his right arm felt extremely comfortable. Duan Hong didn't feel the need to shout, his hand had less Yin Heart Sutra s, one of the twelve meridians, and the horizontal lines on his wrist had the Yin Xi Acupuncture Point, which was used to treat heartache and vomiting blood. As the warm current flowed through the Death Acupuncture Point, the area where his internal organs had been injured was greatly repaired.

This wave of warmth was at least in the natal residence, nourishing the entire hand. The intensity had decreased quite a bit, but the key point was that this somewhat weak warm current did not directly leak out from the Young Master's residence like it did in the past.

< p > But it only took a moment to reach the Shaoze Acupuncture Point at the lateral end of his pinky, causing his speed to slowly rise.

Duan Hong was overjoyed: Isn't this the other meridian in the Twelve Meridians that Second Master has always talked about?

Under Duan Hong's guidance, the warm current slowly rose up like a thin needle, passing through the Yang Valley on the outside of his arm to Shaohai who was at the joints.

Duan Hong couldn't help but laugh out loud. His heartbeat sped up as he carefully guided the way.

The twelve meridians are divided into the three meridians of the hand and foot, the small intestine meridian of the hand is one of the three meridians of the sun.

However, as long as it continued to rise, Duan Hong would feel gratified.

By the time the warm current had reached the middle recovery point on his shoulder, Duan Hong was already sweating profusely. He persisted in guiding the warm current to the middle recovery point on his shoulder, and finally, the warm current passed through his shoulder and started to branch at his clavicle.

After entering the body cavity, contact the heart, go down the esophagus, pass through the diaphragm, enter the small intestine, and sink into the vast dantian.

< p > "Phew."

Duan Hong heaved a sigh of relief as he opened his eyes and realized that the scenery in front of him was much clearer. Through the window, he could actually see a Vulgar Man in the convenience store and he extended his hand into the skirt of the woman sitting on his lap.

Duan Hong couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. The Twelve Classics of Yin was dirty, the yang meridians were organs, and the hand Yin Heart Sutra s were actually connected to the hand sun and small intestine, one yin and one yang, one internal organs, in an instant took away all the fatigue in his body. His internal injuries had also healed by quite a bit, and he had recovered about seventy percent.

Duan Hong sat up from the bed. As he moved his body, his bones crackled and his mental state improved by a lot.

< p > "Knock knock."

< p > Someone knocked on the door.

Duan Hong turned around. Seeing that it was the nurse, the most amiable smile he had ever seen in his life immediately appeared on his face. He then opened the door.

The little nurse looked at Duan Hong as if he was a monster. She held onto the tray in her hands, which contained a few potions.

"Sister nurse, do you want another injection?"

Duan Hong consciously laid on the bed.

The nurse's face reddened. She looked at him and put down the tray. "Do you like injections that much?" I've asked the head nurse to come and tie it up for you. How do you feel now? "

Duan Hong was overjoyed: "This is all thanks to you, Sister Nurse. If it weren't for you saving the world and bringing good fortune to the world, I wouldn't have been so quick."

The young nurse naturally didn't believe him and thought to herself, Could it be that Doctor Wang's medical skills have improved?

In the morning, this person was still staring in a daze, looking like he was about to die. Right now, he was alive and kicking, more spirited than Obagos. With Dr. Wang's outstanding performance, sooner or later he would become an expert or even a half-official.

Duan Hong saw that the nurse's face was flushed red, her eyes were straight, and shouted loudly.

The young nurse slowly turned her head and saw that Duan Hong had a monk's shoe on his leg and was wearing shabby clothes. She thought to herself: This guy looks like a lunatic, he can't be some kind of dying reflection, right?

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on the nurse's face. She ran out and shouted in the corridor, "Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang, come quickly and have a look. The patient in ward thirteen has finally returned to reality!"

< p > Me!

The two doctors walked over from outside. Seeing that Duan Hong was going crazy, they immediately stopped him and pressed him down on the bed, one on the left and one on the right.

The young nurse hurriedly moved closer to a doctor and asked, "Doctor Wang, is he going to show us his talent?"

The young bespectacled doctor did not know that, so he poked the syringe from the tray into Duan Hong's arm, "Give me a shot to calm down first."

"F * ck you, you think I'm a human anymore?" Duan Hong was just about to curse when he felt his eyelids grow heavy and he fell into a deep slumber. When Duan Hong opened his eyes, he discovered that the lights had already been turned on inside the ward. Outside, it was already dark.

Duan Hong's nose suddenly turned sour. Looking at the middle-aged woman's haggard face, his tears started flowing uncontrollably. "Mother, Mother —"

The middle aged woman's eyes sparkled as she slapped Duan Hong twice in the face with her palms: "You bastard bastard, where did you go? If you don't tell me, then run! You bastard, I'll beat you to death!"

Although he said that, his hands still stopped. He pulled Duan Hong into his embrace and started crying.

Duan Hong's heart became extremely weak at this moment. When he was kidnapped and sold off in the Golden Snake Gang, he did not shed any tears, he did not cry when he was stabbed in the chest. He did not say a single word of pain during the arduous training that he did every day for the past four years with Ku Chan Temple.

The influence of the ruthless aura caused Duan Hong's personality to change rapidly. Earlier, he had been in the mood to tease the young nurse, but now his mood was exceptionally heavy.

As he felt his mother's embrace, Duan Hong hoped at this moment that time would stop forever.

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