Chapter 17 You Don’t Want to Live Well

Di Jiu put away the wooden knife in his hand with satisfaction, and his whole body was filled with excitement. It was as if there was a hot breath flowing through his body, and this breath brought him strength and strength. Di Jiu knew that he had entered the ranks of early warriors.

The Di family's martial arts is practiced in Dongzhong. He has only been in Tanxing Hall for six days, and he has already mastered the first of Di's seven swords. The first sword entry is the early stage of a warrior.

Looking at the history of the Di family, there is no other such speed in cultivation.

According to Di Jiu's memory, it would take three months for Di's most qualified disciple to master the first of Di's seven swords. But he only spent six days. Moreover, he has not had a master to teach him these six days.

Moreover, the medicinal materials he used were relatively poor. The ginseng and snow lotus seeds he purchased were not old enough, and some of them were even artificially cultivated. You must know that the Di family in Jiguo is rich and noble, and even the descendants of the family will not use such rubbish medicinal materials.

Shen Ziyu gave him a bank card. After purchasing these medicinal materials, all the more than 300,000 yuan in the bank card was used up.

Di Jiu touched the gray stone hanging on his chest with his hand, feeling very grateful for this gray stone. The reason why his martial arts qualifications have become so strong is because of this gray stone. Not only that, even his understanding and memory have become frighteningly powerful.

His understanding ability was also very strong before, but he could never reach this level.

The only regret was that he didn't have a good knife. He found a piece of heavier wood and cut it out by himself.

Only when you learn the third sword of Di's Seven Swords can you step from a warrior to a warrior. After learning the fifth sword, can you step from a warrior to a martial artist. Being able to use the sixth sword means that you are a great martial artist, and the seventh sword means that you have entered the level of the King of Martial Arts.

In the history of the Di family, only Di Yue, the ancestor of the Di family, had mastered the seventh sword and entered the level of King Wu.

Di Jiu put away the knife. He knew that after he mastered the first knife, he would have to find some better nourishing herbs. Di's Seven Swordsmanship requires very high physical strength. If no nourishing medicinal materials are used to make up for the damage during the practice in time, not only will it be impossible to reach a higher level in the future, but it may even suffer serious sequelae. This is something that every Di's disciple must understand. Must know.

The money Shen Ziyu gave him ran out, and the registration qualification for Luo University's martial arts department was given to You Huli. He had to find another way to get the money.

"Bang bang bang!" There were knocks on the door outside. Di Jiu put down the wooden knife in his hand in confusion and walked out of the backyard.

In the six days here, except for Brother Hu's visit once, not to mention the patients, not even a kitten came in here.

Even Brother Hu came here at noon. So Di Jiu usually gets up at four in the morning and practices martial arts until the door opens at ten. After opening the door, even if he wasn't practicing martial arts, Di Jiu was studying Di's Seven Swordsmen. It closes at four o'clock in the afternoon, and martial arts practice lasts until ten o'clock.

It was only around five o'clock when someone knocked on the door. This was the first time.

The door was opened, and standing at the door was a woman of about thirty years old. The woman was carrying a man of about the same age on her back.

The woman's hair was a little messy, and a few strands of hair stuck to her face with some morning dew. This woman was very pretty, and it could be seen from her sweaty face that she must have carried the man on her back all the way.

When a strong man is carried on his back, no matter how far the woman is carried, it shows that the woman is quite powerful.

No, there is a faint smell of blood. Di Jiu glanced down and saw that the blood had stained the woman's back and even seeped into her trousers.

The man's face was pale and he must have been seriously injured.

"Doctor, please help save him..." The woman didn't pay attention to Di Jiu's gaze, with a hint of pleading in her tone.

"There is no doctor here now, you should go to the hospital..."

Before Di Jiu finished speaking, the woman kept pleading, "Please, please save him. If you don't save him, it won't work..."

Without the woman's words, Di Jiu could tell that the man behind the woman was dying. He had lost too much blood.

After hesitating for a moment, Di Jiu had no choice but to open the door and said, "Then you can carry him to the operating room."

The old man of Tanxingtang no longer practices medicine, and his granddaughter Tan Yueyue went to the Department of Martial Arts of Yan University. Di Jiu stayed here just to watch the door.

The woman stepped in in one step. In such a nervous situation, she remembered to use her feet to close the store door.

After the woman put the man on the operating table, Di Jiu completely understood why the woman didn't go to the hospital and even asked for help from someone who obviously didn't look like a doctor. The man's injuries were gunshot wounds, and there were more than one gunshot wound.

Regardless of whether the woman was seeking medical attention in a hurry, Di Jiu also knew that the man had experienced a gunfight before and was severely injured.

Di Jiu had some memories of his past life and knew that guns were prohibited in China. It seems that these two people are not ordinary citizens.

The woman just stared at Di Jiu nervously, which made Di Jiu wonder whether this man was her husband.

Regardless of whether the two were a couple or not, Di Jiu didn't care. Although he could not learn martial arts in Jiguo, he saw many dead people. He didn't even ask nonsense, just put on a white coat and a mask, and took out the surgical box directly from the operating rack.

Di Jiu just used acupuncture to seal the acupuncture points of the man's two wounds to stop the bleeding, and then took out the scalpel. As soon as he took the scalpel in his hand, Di Jiu had a strange feeling. This feeling was definitely not an understanding of medical skills, but an understanding of Di's Seven Knives.

There was only a moment's pause before the scalpel in Di Jiu's hand made a single stroke, and the tweezers pulled out the bullet as quickly as possible. As for disinfection, anesthesia, etc., he did not do it.

Di Jiu was originally a master of medicine. After entering the ranks of warriors, his hand movements became even more steady. As a warrior, Di Jiu can also use his true energy. His Qi cannot completely prevent bacterial infection, but it can reduce bacterial infection to the greatest extent.

Even if Di Jiu took the time to disinfect, the effect would not be much better than if he used Qi. What's more, this man doesn't have that much time.

The woman who carried the man on her back obviously didn't think that much. She watched blankly as Di Jiu pinched out the two warheads as quickly as possible and threw them aside. By the time she reacted, Di Jiu had already sprinkled some powder on the wound and bandaged it.

Di Jiu made these medicinal powders himself, and the medicinal materials were also his own.

"It's already healed. Let's carry him away." Di Jiu wiped his hands. In fact, after the operation, there was not much blood on his hands.

"Thank you, thank you..." The woman responded and kept thanking Di Jiu. She could see that Di Jiu was definitely not an ordinary handyman. How could a man who was so steady with a scalpel be a handyman?

This was not the first time she had seen someone take out a bullet slug. It was the first time she had seen someone take out a bullet slug as quickly and simply as Di Jiu did. She was sure that this speed would be far inferior to even the most powerful surgeon in the world.

Di Jiu waved his hand, "You're welcome."

"But I don't have any money now. The cost of your surgery..."

"Next time you have money, give it to me." Di Jiu interrupted the woman. The surgery just now made him realize that if he replaced the wooden sword with a real sword, he would be able to practice Di's Seven Swordsmanship. faster.

This small operation didn't cost much. What was really valuable was the little powder.

For him, the most urgent need now is to find a blacksmith shop to build a steel knife for himself.

"Okay, my name is Shi Jinshan. I will definitely bring your money. Please don't tell your boss about this." The woman did things very simply. After saying that, she grabbed two bullets and shot the man again. Pick it up, turn around and leave.

As soon as Shi Jinshan left and Di Jiu had not completely cleaned up the operating room, a cold voice rang out, "You don't want to live a good life, but you want to die."

Di Jiu suddenly turned around and stared at the door of the operating room, holding the scalpel tightly in his hand.

(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends! In addition, let’s talk about the update. The Silver League leader has a second update, and the other league leaders also have an update. In addition, the immortal mortals owe Leaders will add updates, etc. These updates will come slowly. As long as I am still writing the book, the debt will not go away. The progress of the new book stage is very slow now. After the plot is unfolded and the speed increases, I will add them one by one. .)