Mei Liangzhe, the first disciple of the Grand Elder of Mingyue Villa, is one of the favorites to win this martial arts competition.
Mei Liangzhe believed that although he was not extremely talented, he had been diligent since childhood and had received personal guidance from the Grand Elder of Mingyue Villa, so he had some achievements in martial arts.
The top three finishers from the previous tournament were not allowed to participate. He had checked and found that only a handful of people could compete with him this time, three of whom had already been eliminated.
I don’t know whether to say Mei Liangzhe was lucky or unlucky. He didn’t encounter any particularly difficult people until the semi-finals.
On this day, in the semi-finals of the martial arts competition, Mei Liangzhe drew lots to face Yang Lan, the dark horse of this competition. Only those who advanced could participate in the final competition.
Yang Lan was young, with a rugged appearance, probably just over twenty. He wielded a rather oddly shaped broadsword. From the day he took the stage until he reached the quarterfinals, he had consistently defeated his opponents with a single strike. His martial arts style was unlike any other seen in the Central Plains.
Many compared Yang Lan to several of this year's favorites, even secretly betting on who would win. Some believed he was a master of martial arts, while others believed he simply had exceptional luck in the draw, having only encountered the elderly, the weak, and the disabled.
"What's the big deal? Luck is also a kind of strength." Someone commented.
In the semifinals, Yang Lan faced off against one of the favorites in the competition, Cai Xi of Xueyue Pavilion. But this time, no one could see what was happening, as Cai Xi had already conceded defeat in the blink of an eye.
Cai Xi said privately: "I see that this man's martial arts style is not like that of ordinary sects. His moves are steady and his internal strength is strong. My internal strength is much inferior to his, so there is no need to compete with him. After all, I am still very young, so there is no need to be brave and fierce. At most, I can practice for a few years before trying again." Cai Xi is twenty years old this year and has just broken through to the innate realm before the martial arts competition.
But Cai Xi wasn't the type of person who thought the same way. Most people who participated in the tournament dreamed of reaching the top spot. Being eliminated early was fine, but being this close to the top always made them want to fight for it. Mei Liangzhe was one of them.
Mei Liangzhe's martial arts skills were indeed not bad, and his fundamentals were among the most solid among those in Mingyue Villa. He was thirty-one years old this year, and years of accumulation had allowed him to break through to the Xiantian realm at the age of twenty-nine.
Mei Liangzhe and Yang Lan fought evenly, exchanging hundreds of blows on the stage before the crowd finally grasped a clue. Yang Lan's seemingly light and graceful moves were actually incredibly powerful. Furthermore, his internal energy was so enduring that even when Mei Liangzhe was outmatched, he showed no signs of fatigue. Yang Lan fought with relentless energy, while Mei Liangzhe struggled to hold on.
Young people are reckless and don't know how to control their strength. Mei Liangzhe lost a leg.
Serious injuries are common in martial arts tournaments, but a person's limb being directly severed has not been seen in decades.
Although Yang Lan is a martial arts master, he is a bit stupid and was dumbfounded when he saw this.
The doctors at Liuyue Villa came forward to examine the wound, shaking their heads in regret. While his life could be saved, the severed limb couldn't be healed unless he was sent to Medicine King Valley. They could only stop the bleeding and bandage it.
For a martial artist, losing a leg is more painful than losing his life. Mei Liangzhe felt hopeless at that time.
Among the disciples from Mingyue Villa who came here for the competition, a disciple in green robes made the proposal.
"Why not send it to Dr. Er, the renowned doctor in Liuyue City?"
"Although this miracle doctor has a great reputation, this is not something that ordinary people can cure. Even in Medicine King Valley, only the Medicine King himself knows this skill." Someone bystander shook his head regretfully.
The man in green couldn't bear to see Mei Liangzhe in such a state, so he stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "Xu Hengzhi had his tendons cut earlier, but he was treated by this doctor and is now fine. You can give it a try."
Mei Liangzhe had long been numb and could not hear any sound.
…
As a result, the martial arts competition could not continue, and a group of people sent Mei Liangzhe to the clinic.
It was also unfortunate that Eryi was not here.
Mei Liangzhe took a carriage and did not show up. The leader of this group was none other than Quan Yongzhi, the man in blue who had troubled Xu Hengzhi in Tangjia Town.
Xu Hengzhi saw that the group looked very familiar. Quan Yongzhi had often troubled him at Mingyue Villa. He initially thought that this group was looking for him, so without thinking, he blocked the way in front of the clinic.
"What do you want from me?"
Quan Yongzhi had never expected that he would meet Xu Hengzhi here, even though he had come to the clinic just to see a miracle doctor. He felt that he was a haunting and extremely annoying person.
"Get out of the way, traitor." Quan Yongzhi's face turned grim. "We're here to find the miracle doctor. It has nothing to do with you."
After hearing Quan Yongzhi's words, Xu Hengzhi noticed the strong smell of blood coming from the carriage behind them. He stepped aside and said, "Mr. Er is not at the clinic."
Quan Yongzhi frowned and asked several fellow apprentices to bring the carriage over and lift Mei Liangzhe out.
Mei Liangzhe was lying on a stretcher. As soon as he appeared, the two apprentices left behind in the clinic were confused. Should they accept it or not? How could they treat a missing leg?
This was what Xi Xue saw.
Xi Xue explained the situation to Cui Yan: "You boasted to me earlier that if your master allowed it, you could take over the fight yourself." She happily slapped Cui Yan. "This is your chance, go for it!"
"But this guy's broken leg wasn't his arm."
"I think it's all right."
"That's a huge difference." Cui Yan said this, pushing through the crowd and squeezing into the clinic. He really wanted to give it a try.
The two apprentices in the clinic had become familiar with the two men over the past few days. When they saw Cui Yan coming, they felt as if they had found their backbone and the heavy stone in their hearts was slightly relieved.
Cui Yan stood at the door of the clinic, imitating the Medicine King and said loudly, "The patient is unwell, so please don't make a scene. Please disperse."
When everyone saw that the Divine Doctor Er did not come out to take charge of the situation and that it was just a young boy who came, they naturally did not take it seriously and continued to make noise.
Cui Yan frowned and said with a serious face: "Carry the patient in." He also ordered the apprentice not to let anyone else in.
As luck would have it, the servants of Mingyue Villa carried Mei Liangzhe in and placed him on the hospital bed. This triggered the bed's inherent health-stopping effect, and the wound, which had been bleeding even after being bandaged, instantly stopped bleeding.
Of course, no one noticed.
Eryi had no herbs, so Cui Yan removed the bandage on Mei Liangzhe's leg and reapplied the medicine from the finest powder he had prepared in Medicine King Valley. He then wrote down a prescription using the paper and pen from the clinic and sent someone from Mingyue Villa to get it from a nearby pharmacy.
Quan Yongzhi had sent the patient to the clinic because he knew Eryi was a skilled doctor and a martial artist. But Eryi wasn't there, and seeing this young man giving him random orders, he naturally didn't want to listen. "Where is the genius doctor Eryi? We've heard of his incredible skills, so we came here. How can you, a nobody, treat him?"
"This..." The disciple of Mingyue Villa took the prescription handed over by Cui Yan and hesitated and was unwilling to leave.
Xi Xue had already slipped in while the crowd dispersed. "Divine Doctor Er is my senior sister. My sect isn't good at reattaching severed limbs. Are you bringing her here to embarrass her?"
Quan Yongzhi called out to Senior Sister Eryi when Xi Xue appeared, not daring to look down on her. He spoke in a much slower tone, "If we talk about the most famous place for reattaching severed limbs today, it's Medicine King Valley. But Medicine King Valley is over 600 miles away. For treating all kinds of injuries in Liuyue City, this is the most effective place."
"Isn't it written on the sign in front of this clinic?" the unfamiliar-looking man interjected, "We specialize in treating injuries from falls, knife and sword wounds, broken bones and limbs, and all kinds of injuries. We've had this sign there since we opened."
Everyone looked and saw that, although the characters were small, they really did have this sentence written on them. Most importantly, the characters for "broken limbs" were in the middle.
Cui Yan and Xi Xue had never really looked closely at the words, ever since Er Yi had hung them by the door: "Detoxification for a fee, Gu removal for free." The other small words after that were less noticeable.
Cui Yan approached Xi Xue and whispered, "Senior Sister Er is indeed still my senior sister. This is clearly the true teaching of Medicine King Valley. Your master doesn't know these things."
Before Xi Xue could react, he found a stool to stand higher.
"I am a disciple of Medicine King Valley, a disciple of Medicine King Sun Yipu. The divine doctor Er is not here now. If I can't cure this injury today, no one else can."
There was a silence.
One person spoke first, "Have you, little brat, watched too many plays?"
"Don't dream, go home quickly."
I don't know who was the leader, but everyone burst into laughter.
"Heh." Cui Yan stood on a stool and looked down at everyone. "This injury can't be delayed. If it's over twelve hours, even gods can't save it. What should we do? You decide."
"Little brother, I believe you." After Mei Liangzhe rested for a while on the hospital bed, he felt that the bleeding had stopped. After thinking it over, he ordered the disciples of Mingyue Villa, "Go get me some medicine."
Once the victim speaks, no one else has any business.
Cui Yan boasted in front of everyone, but in reality, he wasn't sure. But young people are always bold. He took the tools from the medicine box, arranged them, and sterilized them with hot water. He fed the patient Ma Fei San, cleared the area, and started fumigating with incense. He excitedly performed his first severed limb reattachment surgery.
"Even my senior brother has never done this." Cui Yan took a breath.
"Well, so you will be able to surpass them both soon." Xi Xue helped him.
Two hours later, Eryi finished dealing with the affairs of the Doomsday Plane and returned to the Martial Arts Plane. As soon as he left the room, he saw that the hall had been occupied by a group of martial artists, and Xu Hengzhi was standing by the door guarding them.
"What's going on?" she asked the apprentice.
After understanding the situation, Eryi couldn't help but feel curious. Could the healers in the martial arts realm really reattach severed limbs? Thinking this way, she didn't bother Cui Yan. Instead, she bought some food and waited for the two to come out.
Another hour later, Cui Yan came out of the room wiping the sweat off his face.
Eryi walked into the room and opened the character panel to check the situation.
Mei Liangzhe
HP 67%/89% Fatigue 75/100
[Ma Fei San] [Meridian Disorder] [Limb Loss: Health Limit Decreases by 11%] Red Flashing
Just looking at the flickering state of [limb mutilation], it is consistent with the situation after repair surgery.
Since the matters in the apocalyptic plane have been basically arranged, Eryi decided to check on Mei Liangzhe's situation in the martial arts plane every day, so that if any changes occur, he can remedy them in time.
When Eryi returned to the hall, the two little ones were very hungry and were eating a lot.
"I heard that you are seeing patients in my clinic?"
They both nodded.
"Have you collected the consultation fee?"
The two shook their heads.
In front of everyone at Mingyue Villa, he pointed to the room where Mei Liangzhe was resting and asked, "Have you collected the consultation fee from the man inside?"
The two shook their heads again.
Yang Lan had been following the group. Upon hearing this, she stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped back. No money.
Quan Yongzhi glanced at him and stepped forward to ask, "How is my senior brother doing?" Just now, when Eryi went in to check on his condition, he did not let them in, and when he came out, he locked the door. Everyone in Mingyue Villa was still unaware of the situation.
"We need to wait and observe for seven days." So, he asked everyone in Mingyue Villa to prepare the medical fees and come back in seven days.
When Yang Lan heard that Eryi wanted to charge three thousand taels for the consultation, she said nothing and left quietly.
After Cui Yan had eaten his fill, Er Yi beckoned him, "Come with me."
Eryi pondered this matter. Perhaps the success of this surgery was partly due to the effectiveness of the [hospital bed]. Even if errors occurred during the operation, they wouldn't cause severe bleeding or other problems. There would be no postoperative complications like inflammation. However, if this procedure was successful, Cui Yan believed he already had the ability to reattach a severed limb, and performing the same procedure elsewhere might not be successful.
To avoid misleading Cui Yan, Er Yi carefully considered his words, "I've checked the results. You've mastered most of the essence of this technique, but there are still a few areas where you haven't handled it properly. I'll correct them one by one over the next few days. You need to calm down and continue to study medicine."
Cui Yanyuan didn't think it would work, and after hearing Eryi's words, he nodded repeatedly. Then, he gradually tasted something else in Eryi's words.
Master had always only explained the basics of this technique, never personally teaching anyone in the sect. If Eryi knew this technique and could tell if it was successful after just a few glances, he must be from the same lineage.
"Are you really from my Medicine King Valley and my senior sister?" Cui Yan said happily.
“…”
Two carriages were parked in front of the clinic.
One was the carriage that was often seen at the Third Prince's place, coming to take them back. The other carriage had a blue curtain and was a new one, with a moon logo engraved on it.
Seeing several people walk out of the door, a man beside the blue curtain carriage came forward and said, "Liuyue Villa invites you."
Cui Yan's expression changed.
It's over.
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