Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 31: The Anatomical Nature of the Threefold Reversal and the Scientific Path to Heaven

"Treat it, why not treat it?"

Xiao Longyou's apprentice, whether he is a foreigner or not, is a rare opportunity to meet him, so let him take a look. There is another advantage of being a foreigner, at least he is not a disguised Tang Sect assassin. "But you didn't even take my pulse, how did you know that?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes four subjects: observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation. The word 'observation' is the key. Traditional Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and you don't understand it."

It's amazing that a foreigner was educated on the profoundness of Chinese medicine.

"Then what do you mean? Can you feel my pulse?" He Songling smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Of course." The foreigner put his hand on He Songling's veins and ordered: "Open your mouth again, let me see your tongue."

He Songling stuck out his tongue.

"Strange, strange. Is this what you Orientals call Qigong?" asked the foreigner.

"Yes, it's the same magic as yours." In the world of "Under One Person", only the names are different, and the cultivation is the same innate Qi. This foreigner can even feel this, which shows that he is really capable.

He Songling couldn't help but have more confidence in him and chatted with the foreigner: "What's your name, sir?"

"It's written on the door, just call me John." John shook his head: "No, you should have died long ago with your injuries."

"Fuck you, you're the one who died a long time ago!" Lu Ci slammed the table and cursed, "My master just came out of your foreign hospital, and the quack doctor said my master had pneumonia. You foreigners are just a bunch of quacks!"

"Hey, you went to my senior brother's place?" John glared. "Not many people in your country are willing to go to foreign hospitals for treatment. Did you take the X-ray? Bring it to me so I can see it."

"You can also read X-rays?" He Songling was even more surprised.

"Of course." John straightened his chest and said, "I'm a graduate student at the Medical School of the University of Birmingham!"

"You are capable." He Songling handed over the film.

"I see, oh... that's it." John looked at it, touched He Songling's meridians, nodded and said, "Your organs have almost been completely crushed into meat paste, but they are protected by a strange force and fixed in the frame of the organ shape."

"Really? So..." He Songling's pupils shrank. No one in Trinity School had ever had an X-ray, and no one had ever been examined by this famous doctor who was well-versed in both Chinese and Western medicine. He Songling was certain that this might be the truth behind the reverse three-fold rebirth.

The reason why one would not get hurt when using the Reverse Life Technique is that the Qi is used to cover a shell that is exactly the same as a human organ. Physical attacks only break the shell and do not hurt the main body at all. The reason why the Sanyi disciples died under fierce attacks on their vital points is that the Qi sometimes cannot keep up with the reshaping.

Zuo Ruotong's internal organs were probably the same as his own, or even worse. This was the reason why he could still survive with the help of the Reverse Life Triple. It was similar to artificial blood vessels and heart stents. The organs themselves were no longer functioning, but they were fixed with artificial things. With the help of auxiliary functions, the organs could still function, which was the reason why they survived. Once they were removed, they would naturally die.

"Originally it's incurable, but since you have this amazing magic... Qigong, there's no need to worry. It's just like using a splint to fix a broken bone. The frame is already fixed, and I'll prescribe medicine for you, and you just have to wait for recovery."

John's face was full of surprise. It was the first time he had seen such a situation. "Sometimes, you can use your 'Qi' appropriately to replace part of the organ contents. This will speed up the recovery of your body."

"Really?" He Songling's eyes lit up. Perhaps he could use this idea to treat Lao Zuo, so that he wouldn't die if his power was lost.

"A little idea. I have never been exposed to it before. I need to see your body's reaction." John showed great professionalism in his professional field. "Also, can you give me some slices of your skin tissue? I want to study it. Your magical Qigong is really amazing. Maybe we can create a new history for mankind!"

"Don't even think about creating history. There can't be too many people like us. If you shake this thing, no matter where you are, you will be wiped out and killed by official forces." He Songling thought about it and didn't refuse directly. "I'll give you an address. If you want to find me, you can come." He Songling thought, maybe modern science can be a way to make the three levels reach the sky. Don't underestimate the addition of modern science to refining qi. Later, Lao Meng, a temporary worker in the Northwest Region, didn't he use the microscopic concepts of modern science to turn the profession of a beast master who kept a large family's slaves as a juggler into a way to the sky?
The reason why Zuo Ruotong failed in the third level was that when he reached the third level, his Qi was still Qi, his person was still a person, and his ball was still a ball, and he did not grow a second head. What if we use anatomy, cytology and other sciences to integrate the Qi of reverse life into every cell and every particle of every human body?

As for Wu Gensheng's nonsense like a road with an end cannot lead to the sky, just listen to it. One is philosophy, no, it is not even philosophy, it is at best sophistry, and the other is science. They are not on the same path. You cannot use the sword of the previous dynasty to kill the officials of the current dynasty.

Of course, before he was sure that John could be trusted, he would never agree to let a strange foreigner take his body tissue slices for research. That would be courting death.

"Then what are you waiting for!" John slammed the table and said excitedly, "I'll go with you now. No one has come to this shabby shop for a year. I can't make a penny. I might as well leave now!"

"Wait a minute." He Songling quickly stopped John. This foreigner was a man of many urges. "I'm here to do something. Even if you come with me, you have to wait until I finish my business. No, can you treat my illness first?"

"Okay, okay, no problem." John took the pen and paper, scribbled a prescription on the paper, and handed it to He Songling: "Go to the big pharmacy in the city and get the medicine according to this prescription. I'll boil it for you when you come back."

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He Songling slowly typed a question mark, "Excuse me, sir, where are you?"

"Hey, no one has been here for a long time, and I don't have much money. I sold all the useful herbs to pay the rent and debts, and I have this little left..." John blushed a little: "Aren't these expired..."

"You win." He Songling never thought that he would win one day. But it made sense when he thought about it. He was a stupid undergraduate, and this guy was a graduate student, twice as stupid. After being in this world for so long, someone finally could suppress He Songling in terms of clear stupidity.

He Songling stayed there for two or three months. It must be said that John's medical skills were indeed not to be underestimated. More importantly, he was well versed in both Chinese and Western medicine. Not only did He Songling recover from the injuries he suffered later, but even the injuries that had not healed during the first ambush by the Wang family, were also almost healed.

During this period of time, He Songling also tentatively shared with John some basic principles of antibiotics and sulfonamide drugs, which amazed John. From then on, when he had nothing else to do every day, he would kowtow three times to He Songling as soon as he opened his eyes, trying to ask He Songling to be his master and become a fellow apprentice with Lu Ci.

Of course He Songling never agreed. He didn't know the depth of the person, didn't know his character, and he accepted him as his apprentice just by bowing twice. Did he really think he was a fool like Yu Xiaogang? The two days of eating and drinking seemed to have a good relationship, but to judge a person's nature, you have to observe him when you ignore him, when he is in front of money, when he is in front of sex, and when he is drunk.

John performed well in this regard. Whether it was an unintentional test or the knowledge of antibiotics, sulfonamides, and some more advanced biopharmaceutical ideas, he did not act out of line. But even Zuo Rutong could make a mistake. How many years has He Songling been practicing?

In the end, he didn't dare to make this decision. In fact, the most important thing is that this person didn't exist in the original novel. It would have been much easier for him to accept Lu Ci.

No matter what, John was not the kind of person who would complain about everything. He continued to discuss the future of medicine with He Songling every day and boiled and administered medicine to He Songling every day.

"Okay, go get the medicine for the last course of treatment today. After you finish this one, you can think of a prescription for the next course on the way. It's all for your health anyway." Over the past few months, John has communicated with He Songling and Lu Ci, and his Chinese has improved a lot.

"Okay." He Songling nodded. He was not the kind of person who liked to order people around, so he strolled to the pharmacy.

"Hey, Mr. He, you're here!" The shop assistant had become familiar with He Songling over the past few months. This gentleman was handsome and generous, who wouldn't like him? The shop assistant smiled and asked, "How do you get the medicine today?"

"According to this." He Songling threw a handful of silver dollars, which flew onto the counter just in time to press down the paper with the prescription. "The remaining money is a reward for you."

"Oh, thank you Mr. He for the reward!" The young man was so happy that his face was full of smiles. He found a ladder, climbed up and down, and soon got all the prescriptions of He Songling.

"Mr. He, please." The waiter packed the bag and handed it to He Songling. When he was about to take his hand back, he found that He Songling was holding his wrist and would not let go like an iron hoop.

"You're just taking action today. You're really patient." He Songling looked at the boy in front of him and held up three fingers. "Third time."

(End of this chapter)