I am collecting entries in reincarnation

Chapter 259 Donating Medicine
When everything was done, the panel in front of Li Ming disappeared. He was still sitting in his room. His injuries had not recovered, but he was much better than the old and seriously injured body in reincarnation.

But the next moment, Li Ming immediately noticed something different. There seemed to be a change in his body and true energy. It was hard to describe, but it was true. With Li Ming's familiarity and control over his body, he immediately discovered that it was actually the strengthening of his body and true energy.

Li Ming has opened his ancestral orifice and possessed divine essence, but his true qi has not yet fully achieved the innate罡气. It is only a state between罡气 and true qi. It would have taken some time, but now the speed of this change has become extremely fast, and even his physical body is being strengthened.

It seems that they are all heading towards the strength of "God".

"It seems that [Harmony] is the right choice!" Li Ming was delighted, and then he realized that even his injuries were healed a lot in the process.

He was in the mood at that moment, so he pushed the door open and walked out, standing in the yard, watching the bright moonlight quietly flowing on his body, feeling the changes in himself, and then he got into position.

Practicing the "Infinite Boxing Sutra" which is a collection of the world's wisdom, Li Ming's boxing moves are powerful and his steps are light, sometimes in the shape of animals or mountains and rivers, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, encompassing everything. Suddenly, with a clear shout, it was also a blessing coming to his heart. His boxing moves suddenly became soft, his energy followed his veins, movement and stillness complemented each other, his movements became slower and slower, his strength became lighter and lighter, and the sound in the courtyard gradually became inaudible.

As he finished, a gentle warm current surged from his limbs. Li Ming knew clearly that this was the Qi and blood power, generated by the power of the flesh orifices, flowing through the flesh and blood, which was different from the true Qi flowing through the meridians.

In the past, Li Ming had never practiced Qi and blood martial arts in the main world because he was afraid that the power systems he cultivated were too many and too complicated, resulting in an impure foundation. However, through research in the previous world, he incorporated all of these into the "Infinite Fist Sutra".

The physical fitness required for the "exertion of strength" stage of Qi and blood martial arts is naturally not a problem for Li Ming, and his experience is even more needless to say, it is completely natural and natural.

Then Li Ming's body shook again. The arrival of this force was like a signal. The true energy in Li Ming's body, which was already changing into罡气, seemed to have reached a critical point and showed a tendency to condense further.

At this moment, Li Ming was standing in the yard, with his true energy surging through his meridians.

The moon sets and the sky rises. When the first ray of morning light shines on Li Ming's face, the corners of Li Ming's mouth slightly turn up. His innate qi has been achieved!
Now the only hurdles before Li Ming are the physical hurdle and the unity of the three treasures and learning from nature.

At this moment, another prompt popped up in the Reincarnation Record.

[Tip: The character panel has changed, please check carefully. ]

Li Ming took a look and found that there were indeed some changes.

Name: Mingxin

Age: 17
Life span: 190
Refinement: 65 (75)

Qi: 101
God: 40
Luck: 16
Perception: 42
Root bone: 26
Kung Fu: "Arhat Divine Kung Fu"

Entry: Omitted
[Evaluation: A slightly prestigious monk with a mysterious origin and extraordinary strength]

Points: 384

Mental attributes and physical attributes are divided into three attributes: essence, energy and spirit.

Essence should represent one's physical body, Qi represents one's internal cultivation, and spirit is naturally the original spirit.

Apart from that, nothing much has changed.

In addition, the added attributes in those entries have also changed. For example, the original points for adding constitution have become essence and qi. I don’t know whether it is a natural change at this level, or whether the Reincarnation Record has begun to change in order to suit its own cognition.

Li Ming chuckled. It was a good thing to not take it to heart. At least he knew he was still a long way from achieving the Innate Body. Some of the attribute bonuses had even become 'Essence'. If he still needed to improve, he could exchange a few and then directly break through. It might be fun then.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Li Ming's face.

Looking at the brackets behind the "essence" column, it was obvious that it was the state after the injury was completely recovered. Li Ming pondered for a moment, thought about it, and then tidied himself up a little and washed his face with a basin of clean water.

The legendary pores spraying dirt, at least so far Li Ming has not encountered it, who knows why.

Then a maid brought him breakfast, but unfortunately Li Ming was still a monk and was not able to enjoy it.

Li Ming then went to see Miss Bian as agreed. Although his injuries had improved greatly due to the blessing of the entries and the further improvement of his cultivation, he was not fully recovered after all, so he still needed to be recuperated. After all, 10% of internal injuries did not mean 90% of combat effectiveness, but a 10% decrease in all attributes. The difference was not measurable. Li Ming also knew several methods that could help him recover quickly, but it was difficult for him to do it alone, so he needed to find a good doctor to help.

Miss Bian is from a famous family, has good moral character, is well-known and has an appointment with me, so she is naturally the best choice.

It was naturally very easy to find Miss Bian. Just tell the servants around and someone would naturally take Li Ming there.

Miss Bian was not in the inner city, or even in the inner city, but she set up a medical stall in the outer city to provide free medical treatment to the poor people.

This was a habit she had developed along the way. Whenever she arrived in a city, she would offer free medical treatment for anywhere from seven days to a month, depending on the local situation. Jiuliancheng was a large city with a large population, and someone had deliberately tried to persuade her to stay, so she stayed there for quite a while.

When Li Ming arrived here, he saw a plain flag hanging high with four big characters written on it: "Donate medical treatment and medicine." Although there were not many red flags flying here, there were definitely crowds of people. Jiuliancheng was indeed rich, but that was a share shared by the children of the aristocratic families of Jiuliancheng or the talents who worked for them. What did it have to do with you poor people?

No matter where you are, there will always be people who are unhappy with their lives and suffer every day. If we really want to say that everyone is happy, I am afraid that only the Western Paradise in the Buddhist scriptures can be found.

For the poor, although life is hard, they can get by if they endure it. The only thing they fear is getting sick. Unlike the rich, when they get sick, they just see a doctor and get some medicine to replenish their bodies. Unless it is a terminal illness, they really don't take it seriously. After all, if it can be cured, they will be cured. If it can't be cured, they will just wait to die. There is no other way.

But it is different for the poor. How can they dare to get sick? If they get sick, they have to see a doctor and get medicine. Even if the family has some spare money, they cannot afford such expenses. So they just have to endure minor illnesses and they will be fine after enduring them. They don’t need to see a doctor for serious illnesses. Even the money they have at home is definitely not enough to treat the disease. It is better to save it for future generations.

So with free medical treatment and medicine, there's naturally a constant stream of people coming to see the doctor. After all, this place doesn't just provide medical treatment, it also provides free medicine. How great is that? Where else can you find such a good thing?

The common people in the outer city who usually don't want to see a doctor are now coming here one by one to see a doctor.

Besides, Miss Bian's medical skills are superb, and this has spread. Those who are truly of status and position may want to invite her to their homes privately for a consultation, but there are always some people whose status is neither high nor low, and they cannot be invited, so they have to come by themselves.

Fortunately, Miss Bian treats all these people equally, and takes the situation of bullying the good very seriously. If you dare to act recklessly, no one will see you. With her master's fame and her medical skills, these people dare not make trouble. In the end, they still obediently line up with others to wait for Miss Bian to see a doctor.

But even if she has superb medical skills, how many patients can she see in a day, one thousand or eight hundred?
So there are endless patients to see!

Li Ming stepped forward. What he held in his hand was not his weapon, but a string of Bodhi beads. He was wearing a moon-white monk's robe. Although he was young, he had a unique temperament. So no one came to stop him.

When he reached the stall, he saw that it was indeed rather shabby. He felt puzzled. With the wealth of Jiulian City, it would be a piece of cake to clear out a few rooms. Why did they let Miss Bian sit here exposed to the wind and sun? So he asked, "Miss Bian, I have come here as promised, but I never expected this place to be so plain."

Li Ming's voice was calm. Bian Suxin, who was taking a patient's pulse, immediately looked up. Seeing Li Ming nod and smile at him, he put down his hand and said, "This is what I promised. Wherever I go, I will provide free medical treatment and medicine to the people. If I enter the hall, many people will be afraid to enter. It's better to do it this way, so I don't have to worry about it."

Then Bian Suxin said, "You are suffering from an illness caused by overwork. You need to slowly recuperate and get plenty of rest. Otherwise, even taking medicine will be useless."

The patient was a white-haired old man. He laughed and said, "I understand. Doctor, please prescribe some medicine for me. It's better than nothing."

Bian Suxin nodded and said, "Alright, let's use the Four Gods Soup. Take the note and go get the medicine. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl. Drink it once a day after meals."

Then he wrote a note and handed it over. The old man took it and continued to walk towards the medicine shed with a smile.

Li Ming noticed something, but didn't say much. Behind the old man was a dark-skinned boy, who looked no older than fourteen or fifteen years old. He was very thin, and his skeleton seemed to be visible through his clothes.

He looked at Li Ming and Bian Suxin and said, "I can wait."

Then Bian Suxin looked at Li Ming, as if waiting for Li Ming's reply. Li Ming thought for a moment and said, "Don't wait, I'll show you!"

Then he moved a chair from behind Bian Suxin and sat down next to her and said, "Come here, I'll show you."

The young man looked at Bian Suxin again, and Bian Suxin smiled and said, "This young master's medical skills are not inferior to mine, you can rest assured."

The young man asked, "You don't charge money?"

Li Ming, of course, smiled and said, "I won't charge you any money."

"But my mother used to give money to monks whenever she met one." The boy muttered, but still walked to Li Ming consciously.

Li Ming looked at his face and knew that he was not actually sick, but just a little deficient in Qi and blood, in other words, malnutrition. Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "The medicine I prescribed for you is very bitter. Are you afraid of bitterness?"

The young man patted his chest and said, "I, Yang An, am famous for not fearing hardship! How bitter can medicine be? Some people don't even have medicine to take, that's the real suffering."

The last sentence was spoken softly, but Li Ming's hand, which was holding the pen to write the prescription, paused slightly, dropping a single drop of ink. Then Li Ming looked at Yang An and said, "My good medicine tastes bitter, and your honest advice is unpleasant to the ear."

Yang An didn't understand what Li Ming was talking about, but he saw Li Ming raise his hand and hand him a note and said, "Go get the medicine."

"Thank you, Master." Yang An put his hands together and bowed to Li Ming in a very realistic manner.

(End of this chapter)