The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 16 Heavenly Doctor, Going Up the Mountain

Qingshan Village.

After saying goodbye to Erniu, Su Changqing entered the village.

At this time, night was gradually falling, and the villagers returned from the fields, chatting in groups of three or four.

"Hey, I don't know what's wrong with my husband recently. He keeps coughing every day. His colds were never this severe before."

"Who said it wasn't true? My neighbor Su Lao Ba has been coughing so much that he can't get out of bed today. I heard that many people in the village are sick."

"Alas, there is no doctor in the village, so we can only bear it like this. We don't know when a good time will come."

Listening to the sound coming from afar, Su Changqing's brows gradually frowned.

He didn't expect that this cold would be so serious and so many people would get sick.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, Changqing is back."

While Su Changqing was deep in thought, Su Wenlin came towards him, coughing violently.

"Uncle Wenlin, you..." Su Changqing frowned even more tightly.

When I saw Su Wenlin in the morning, his condition wasn't that serious. But after just one day, he's coughing like this?

"Ahem, it's okay."

Su Wenlin waved his hands weakly and sighed:

"We mountain people are just like this. No matter how strong you are, a serious illness can take away half your life."

"If you can get through, it's fine. If you can't, it's fine."

After a pause, Su Wenlin sighed, shook his head and walked away.

Su Changqing frowned even more tightly, glanced at the medical book in his arms, and quickened his pace toward home.

When the villagers not far from here saw this scene, they all secretly gave Su Wenlin a thumbs up.

Su Wenlin first grinned, then looked at Su Changqing's departing back and sighed.
"After this incident, even if there are suddenly a dozen fewer people in the village, I think it won't be too abrupt and will be easier to accept."

"Boy, your uncle Wenlin is waiting for you at the Su's house. Whether he beats you or scolds you, I will accept it."

If it were peacetime, with the Su family's power, it would not be a big deal to have a few spoiled disciples.

But it is not possible now. In the future, the leader of the Su family must be outstanding enough.

Just as he thought of this, he saw a sneaky figure sneaking into the village.

Seeing that familiar face, Su Wenlin was immediately furious and roared,
"Get over here, you little bastard!"

Erniu, who had just returned, trembled all over and came close to Su Wenlin with his head hung.

"You little brat, are you going out to play again?"

Su Wenlin pulled up Erniu's ears and said angrily, "Have you mastered the Jingtao Sword Technique? Have you mastered your innate secret technique?"

"It's been more than half a year, and you still haven't broken through to the fourth level. Are you trying to piss me off to death?"

"Something happened at the Su family. I will leave early in a few days. Before I leave, I want to take good care of your training!"

Erniu turned pale when he heard this, and said with a sad face: "Dad, you don't know swordsmanship, what can you teach me?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely practice well."

Su Wenlin sneered, "I don't know how to use a sword, but can't I beat someone up?"

"As long as you beat them hard, there is no sword that you can't practice. Follow me!"

Accompanied by a burst of ghost howling, Erniu was dragged by his father to the devilish training.

On the other side, Su Changqing also returned home.

After greeting his parents, he rushed into the room and took out the wonderful book of heavenly medicine.

More and more people in the village were catching cold, which made him feel a little anxious.

Su Changqing took out the book in his arms with anticipation in his eyes.

The Tianyi Qijuan was very thick, and the paper it was written on was different from the ordinary ones, it was very tough. The characters written on it were very small, as thin as chestnuts. Although there was only one book, it had more characters than any other book Su Changqing had read in the past two days.

“Are there so many kinds of diseases in the world?”

With doubts, Su Changqing picked up the book and started reading.

The knowledge in the book is very diverse, including not only relevant pathologies, but also various types of remedies and their combinations.

The strange thing is that this book does not record any prescriptions, but instead explains a disease in great detail and then prescribes the right medicine.

Gradually, Su Changqing was completely immersed in it, and a large amount of knowledge quickly flooded into his mind.

Unlike other books, this one was difficult for him to read because there were too many combinations of various medicinal herbs.

Different diseases often require hundreds of spiritual materials. At the same time, these hundreds of spiritual materials must change according to the different diseases.

The vast knowledge made Su Changqing fascinated.

At the same time, he has a very special understanding of "medicine" and "disease", which is a path of heavenly medicine that is in no way inferior to Confucianism and Taoism.

The night passed unknowingly, and it was not until the sky brightened that Su Changqing woke up.

For some reason, even though he hadn't slept all night, he didn't look tired at all.

"Could it be that I am about to read out the noble energy?"

Su Changqing had an excited look on his face, which was a good sign for him.

"While there is still plenty of time before I leave to study, let's collect the herbs first."

In one night, Su Changqing only finished reading one fifth of the Tianyi Qijuan, but this was enough for him.

Wind-cold, according to the books, is just a minor illness.

Although he had never been cured, after reading a book overnight, he could now give examples of no less than a hundred ways to cure the disease if he just thought about it a little.

The main problem now is the medicinal materials.

There is no doctor in Qingshan Village, and no one has ever grown medicinal herbs, so Su Changqing needs to figure out a way to do these things on his own.

But this is not a difficult task. There are big mountains surrounding Qingshan Village, and there is no shortage of these things.

"There are many wild animals in the mountains. I wouldn't have dared to go there a few days ago, but now I feel more confident."

Su Changqing smiled confidently. Although the sword skills he practiced were incomplete, they still had some power.

When dealing with large wild animals, even if you cannot kill them, you can still scare them away.

Thinking of this, Su Changqing did not rush to leave, but went to the woodshed to choose a suitable wooden stick and carved it into the shape of a wooden sword.

After playing around for a while, he nodded with satisfaction.

Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, without the sword, will always lack some momentum.

Now the wooden stick has been replaced with a wooden sword. Although it is only a simple change, it is much more convenient.

"While we still have time, let's call Erniu along."

"I have a helper when I'm in danger, and I can also teach him swordsmanship."

Thinking of this, Su Changqing did not delay any longer. He took the newly forged wooden sword and went straight to Su Wenlin's house next door.

In the room, Su Nan looked at Su Changqing who was leaving and said in confusion:
"You were reading this book so well, why did you start to use the sword? Chang Qing has never learned swordsmanship, has he?"

He had sternly warned the people of the Su family that no one was allowed to teach Changqing the method of cultivation in advance.

Ye Shu, who was standing next to him, didn't think there was anything to be surprised about and said casually:

"Could Ruxian's teaching method be the same as that of ordinary people? Maybe it's a homework assignment for Changqing."

Su Nan suddenly understood after hearing this.

Since it is Mr. Li's homework, it makes sense.

(End of this chapter)