"What's making you laugh so happily?" Tang Xuewen came out carrying a bowl of not-so-appetizing pasty substance.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan gave an awkward smile, and the silver needles on his body stopped trembling.
"This is the ointment I prepared. You can't use strong medicines internally right now. You can only apply it externally first. Once your blood and energy have recovered somewhat, you can start taking oral medications." Tang Xuewen put down the bowl of medicine in his hand.
"Mr. Tang, thank you so much. My condition has indeed improved a lot after your treatment!" Jiang Yuan said gratefully as he opened his eyes.
"Don't mention it, just don't barge in in the middle of the night next time you come for a checkup. We've broken down three or four times in the last ten days!" Tang Xuewen joked.
Jiang Yuan laughed in agreement, then asked with curiosity, "Old Tang, do you prepare all this medicine yourself?"
"Yes, the Tang family has been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for generations, and I've only learned a little bit myself!" Tang Xuewen said modestly.
"Old Tang, can I buy some medicinal herbs from you?" Jiang Yuan asked tentatively.
"Of course! But let's wait until the treatment is over before going to see him!"
"Jiang Yuan!"
Just as Tang Xuewen finished speaking, Leng Yue lifted the curtain and stood at the door.
Jiang Yuan subconsciously turned around and saw Tang Xuewen winking at him, "I'm here, we'll leave after I've healed!"
"Where is this? How did we get here?" Leng Yue suddenly asked.
Jiang Yuan was shocked. Damn, this forgetfulness is too fast! It's only been half an hour, and you've already forgotten.
"Young lady, sit down and have some tea!" Tang Xuewen invited Leng Yue.
Leng Yue glanced at Tang Xuewen suspiciously, then silently pulled her chair to a spot not far from Jiang Yuan and sat down.
The self-protective instinct of intermittent amnesia makes people forget painful memories, but they will be recalled again when stimulated.
Leng Yue had previously mentioned that going to the pharmacy reminded her of birth control pills, which made her particularly agitated.
"Perform one last set of acupuncture, and then it'll be time to remove the needles!" Tang Xuewen reminded Jiang Yuan, and then began to perform the last set of acupuncture, inserting, withdrawing, and rotating the needles.
"Old Tang, how do we use this medicine?" Jiang Yuan asked, pointing to the medicinal paste in the bowl.
"After you seal the injection site, apply an appropriate amount. The constitution of ancient martial artists is quite special, so I specially selected the best medicinal materials for you. Don't waste them!" Tang Xuewen said with a pained expression.
"Mr. Tang, thank you so much this time!" Jiang Yuan could personally appreciate Tang Xuewen's medical skills; every acupuncture movement made him feel comfortable.
Tang Xuewen smiled without saying a word, while Jiang Yuan started chatting, "Old Tang, isn't your pharmacy a bit different from other Chinese medicine shops?"
"Can you tell?" Tang Xuewen asked, slightly surprised.
"No, I was just asking randomly!" Jiang Yuan said awkwardly.
“Yes! Western medicine shops are open to the public, but my Chinese medicine shop is something I set up myself, it’s a personal hobby! And all the Chinese herbs I use are picked by people from deep in the mountains, they’re very rare outside!” Tang Xuewen seemed to really enjoy talking about medicinal herbs, and once he started, he started talking non-stop.
"No wonder the aroma of the medicine is so unique!" Jiang Yuan exclaimed, smelling the fragrance.
"I'll take you to see my medicinal herbs later!" Tang Xuewen said with a smile.
Before Jiang Yuan could speak, Tang Xuewen added, "Stretch out your hand, let me check your blood and qi!"
Jiang Yuan cooperated by taking Tang Xuewen's pulse, and after a while Tang Xuewen began to activate his own talent, "Don't resist, let me stabilize your injuries first!"
"Old Tang! Is this a talent?" Jiang Yuan seized the opportunity to ask.
There are two types of talent forging: random and targeted. Random talent is entirely determined by the Grim Reaper's Hand, and Jiang Yuan has no control over what talent will be generated. Targeted talent, on the other hand, requires a talent template. Once the template is created, the Grim Reaper's Hand will create a similar talent based on the template, but it also carries a degree of randomness.
"Yes, it crawled out on its own after the cataclysm! This amazing method has really opened my eyes, even for an old man like me. Medical skills that I wasn't confident about before have become very simple with my talent!" Tang Xuewen laughed.
"Mr. Tang, could you let me experience your talent up close?" Jiang Yuan asked, sounding quite embarrassed.
Showing your talent to others up close is tantamount to exposing yourself. This not only lets the other person know the attributes and effects of your talent, but it is also an extremely impolite and offensive act.
Tang Xuewen didn't show any unusual reaction after hearing this. He simply opened his hand calmly, and green light floated in his palm. "I don't know much about talent, and I don't know if you can learn it, but I can still show you!"
He believed that Jiang Yuan needed to learn to experience his talent, which is why he explained it that way.
Jiang Yuan's gaze was drawn to the green light, and his Heavenly Eye quickly became immersed in the Rejuvenation Technique, soon beginning to analyze the framework and attributes of his talent.
"Template creation in progress, smelting countdown: 30 minutes!"
The prompt from Tianyan made Jiang Yuan breathe a sigh of relief, and at that moment Tang Xuewen began to insert needles into him.
Tang Xuewen's needle-removal technique is extremely mysterious. Each silver needle leaves a trace of spiritual energy in the acupoint when it leaves his body. The forty-nine needles feel warm and extremely comfortable.
“Given your constitution, the dressing will probably take several hours to heal. It’s getting late, so you can rest first, and I’ll apply the medicine for you again tomorrow morning!” Tang Xuewen suggested.
"A few hours?" Jiang Yuan frowned, and he smiled bitterly, "Old Tang, I have things to do tonight, so it's impossible for me to rest! Why don't you sell me the medicine and I'll apply it myself?"
"It's almost midnight now, why are you going out with such serious injuries?" Tang Xuewen's expression was very serious. Being responsible for the patients is something they must do.
"Old Tang, please don't ask any more questions. Being injured like this is definitely not a good thing!" Jiang Yuan said with a wry smile.
“Alright, didn’t you just say you wanted to buy some medicinal herbs? I’ll take you inside to have a look!” Tang Xuewen picked up the candle on the table.
Jiang Yuan got up and stretched. After feeling his injuries stabilize, he longed for the healing talent even more. This must be a treasure!
“Little girl, you can come in too! Otherwise it’s dark outside, and you won’t feel comfortable staying here!” Tang Xuewen seemed to be taking special care of Leng Yue.
"No, I prefer to stay in the dark!" Leng Yue shook her head and refused.
Jiang Yuan shrugged, indicating his helplessness; Leng Yue's personality was indeed different from that of ordinary girls.
"Alright then, stay here and don't wander off!" Jiang Yuan still followed Tang Xuewen's instructions and treated Leng Yue a little better.
Jiang Yuan followed Tang Xuewen into the Chinese medicine shop at the back, while Leng Yue huddled in a corner with her knees drawn up to her chest after Jiang Yuan left, as if only there could she feel safe.
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