Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms Chapter 111

   Chapter 111 No Contrast No Harm

  Cheng Ling re-prescribed Xiao Man a prescription, and after the doctor hired from the medical center came over, he also prescribed a prescription for Xiao Man.

   Cheng Ling compared the two prescriptions and found that the doctor used Taiping medicine, the composition of the prescription was stable and conservative, and the prescription she prescribed was obviously much bolder.

So she took the prescription and asked Xiao Man again: "Brother Xiao, with Taiqing, you can probably maintain your current state, but it is unlikely to make you recover. With my recipe, it is possible to recover. It is more sexual, but it may also cause a fire and poison counterattack.”

  Cheng Ling's bold use of medicines actually has a very obvious characteristic, that is, fighting poison with poison.

  Traditional Chinese medicine has both mutual growth and mutual restraint. Many toxic medicinal materials can have very miraculous effects if they are used delicately, but the balance is not easy to grasp.

  Cheng Ling couldn't guarantee that she would be able to cure Xiao Man, which is why she didn't directly prescribe for Xiao Man in the first place.

   But now she found that dragging it like this would cause even more damage to Xiao Man's body.

Xiao Man sat on the bed, his eyelids drooping slightly, and after a while he raised his eyes again and asked Cheng Ling: "Brother Cheng, you are afraid that my body will be damaged because of your prescription, so you want me to decide whether to use you The prescription of the doctor, or the doctor's prescription. Is that right?"

  Cheng Ling asked back, "How will you decide, Brother Xiao?"

   asked, seeing the golden sore ointment on Xiao Man's forehead, he suddenly felt very annoying.

  Cheng Ling's hand moved, and he almost reached out to tear off the ointment for him.

   In fact, Cheng Ling was a little guilty, and suddenly revealed a hidden weapon in the process of comparing swords, which is not talking about martial arts. If Xiao Man wasn't poisoned, Cheng Ling might not be his opponent.

   I have to say, Xiao Man was born too well.

   His facial features are strong and deep, and he has an aggressive beauty. When ordinary people see such a person, their first impression usually thinks that he should be reckless.

   But he was on the contrary. He was poisoned and sick. With his strong and profound facial features and a sick face, his tall stature would appear even more desolate. Now his forehead is injured again, and a piece of ointment is attached.

   A tragic beauty appeared in him like this.

  Cheng Ling thinks that it is not a face control, but in fact, it is still a little more graceful for people who are pleasing to the eye.

  Otherwise, try it. If you put a plaster on the face of an ugly monster, what effect will it have?

  Xiao Man lowered his eyelids slightly, and then raised his eyes again. At this time, he smiled: "Brother Cheng, if you can kill me, then it is your ability."

  Cheng Ling is now stagnant, what is this answer? Is this what a normal person would say?

  Xiao Man seemed to find Cheng Ling's expression interesting. He looked at Cheng Ling and laughed again: "Brother Cheng, I told you earlier that I don't want to live at all!"

After he finished speaking, he let out a haha, and regardless of his image, he lay down on the bed and waved his hands with his back to Cheng Ling: "Brother Cheng, thank you for your trouble. I will take the medicine you prescribed. You can rest assured, at least. I won't die until our bet is done."

   This battle of swordsmanship seems to have passed like this, and everything ended with such a wave of hands.

   But Cheng Ling will unknowingly pay more attention to Xiao Man in the following time.

  Because she always suspected that Xiao Man's condition had not improved at all, perhaps not only because the doctor's prescription was too mediocre, but more likely... perhaps, he didn't take those medicines at all!

   He didn't even take medicine, how could he possibly get better?

   After that, Cheng Ling changed Xiao Man's prescription, and made medicine for him every day, and finally watched him drink the medicine with his own eyes.

   Whether he drank or poured the medicine before, this Cheng Ling has no way to verify, but the medicine after this, anyway, he has no chance to pour it again.

During the    period, Xiao Man dragged a sickly body and selected three disciples among the youths in the martial arts hall.

   As he said before, he picked the three with the worst aptitude.

   Among them, Yang Lin, who abandoned literature and pursued martial arts, was on the list.

   Among the martial arts disciples, he is the oldest, and he has been studying hard before, dreaming of imperial examinations. In terms of physical fitness, isn't he the worst?

   But Cheng Ling felt that when it comes to understanding and comprehension of martial arts, Yang Lin should actually have the upper hand.

   After all, how can the person who reads the most books have no comprehension?

   Apart from Yang Lin, the other two disciples are really blunt.

  Xiao Man accepted three such apprentices, but he seemed more energetic than before.

  In the corner of the front courtyard of the martial arts hall, you can often see such a scene.

Xiao Man held a branch in his hand, slapped the eldest disciple Yang Lin on the waist, and scolded: "If you move your fist, your waist will not move, your legs will not move, you can't understand the words, or you haven't eaten enough? Go back and read before you don't! Dare to let go, I respect you for being a man!"

   The scolding made Yang Lin's face burning hot, and he became more and more immersed in training.

   He is not a man, he dare not let go, he just wants to learn martial arts from masters.

   The second disciple, Zhang Yan, was scolded even worse. Xiao Man held a stone in his hand, and Zhang Yan was arranged by him to learn to split his palms.

   A large water tank is placed in front of Zhang Yan, and Zhang Yan repeats the action of splitting his palms every day. This action seems simple and boring, but there are many points in it.

Xiao Man pointed him to the technique and angle of exertion, and told him: "You are not smart, and your physique is average. It is better to learn more than one trick. But if you can't learn this trick well, you don't have to learn it. . Going back to learn a craft, raising a family is serious."

   After the training, he stopped talking, but often hit Zhang Yan with stones when he split his palms.

   The fight made Zhang Yan unbearably miserable. If Yang Lin hadn't always comforted him, he would have really left the museum.

   The treatment of the third disciple, Du Chun, was not much better, and Xiao Man had a soft knife for him.

  Du Chun wanted to learn swordsmanship at first, Xiao Man said to him: "I haven't learned to walk, but I want to fly. Where do you get your confidence?"

   Xiao Man's words were not rude, but they made Du Chun feel ashamed.

  Du Chun also felt that he could learn boxing like Yang Lin. Xiao Man said to him again: "Yang Lin has at least read a book and can memorize a few formulas.

  The poisonous tongue became like this, and the other disciples in the martial arts hall were stunned, and they felt a sense of happiness.

   Their master Cheng Ling is not like this. Although Cheng Ling is also very strict, at least she will not stab people like Xiao Man.

   For a time, all the disciples in the martial arts hall on Cheng Ling's side became diligent and active. Even Zhou Huai, who likes to follow Cheng Ling to run outside the most, has greatly increased his concentration, and is permanently stationed in the martial arts hall, so he will not run around at will.

   Mu Sanniang and Cheng Dani and Cheng Erni, even if they saw Xiao Man from a distance, they would take the initiative to avoid them.

  Especially Cheng Erni, she remembered that she once caught Xiao Man and scolded him when he was weak. Later, she apologized to Xiao Man, and Xiao Man coldly expressed his disapproval—

   At that time, Cheng Erni felt that Xiao Man was too cold and arrogant to get along with. But now that I think of the past again, Cheng Erni is almost grateful to Xiao Man for not scolding.

  It's not easy, let's learn martial arts with Linger, Linger is the first-class gentle and good master in the world!

   (end of this chapter)

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