Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Internal organs +20, body +5, Qi +5.

His body trembled, and a wisp of Qi rose from within him and began to circulate.

When Jingming opened his eyes and came to his senses, he found a pair of eyes in front of him.

"Hey kid, which master are you a disciple of?"

"You don't even bow to your senior sister?!"

The little girl's eyes were filled with a heroic spirit as she stood with her hands on her hips, looking at Jingming, who was about the same height as her.

"I'm not your junior brother."

Jingming shook his head, directly refusing the little girl's request.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 38 The Mind's Master: If You Change, Are You Still Yourself?

"If you're not my junior brother, then how did you get here?"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, the little girl put one hand on her hip and pointed at Jingming with the other, shouting.

This scene drew everyone's attention.

"Yingzi, stop fooling around. This young man is related to the one lying in bed."

Before Jingming could answer the other party's question, the old man spoke up.

"You're related to this spoiled brat."

Hearing her grandfather's words, the little girl frowned and subtly moved a few steps to the side.

However, he would occasionally glance in Jingming's direction.

"Master, the medicine is here!"

A shout came from outside the door.

"Go, lend a hand!"

Upon hearing this voice, the old man called out to Duanmu Ying's father, his own son.

"Okay, Dad."

Hearing the old man's words, Duanmu Xin nodded and led the group out of the room.

When he returned, he was carrying a jar of dark-colored but fragrant medicine.

The other people were holding various tools and other bottles and jars.

Jingming even saw the scalpel of later generations.

"Do you recognize that thing?"

At some point, Duanmu Ying leaned over again and asked Jingming softly.

"That's a scalpel from Western medicine, used to open up a patient's abdomen."

Jingming nodded slightly, and then spoke.

"Aren't you going to prepare anesthesia?"

"If you cut the bone directly and set it, this person will probably die from the pain."

Finally, Jingming pointed to the young master Sun who was lying motionless on the bed.

It was impossible for it to remain still; its upper body was able to move, but its lower body showed no movement whatsoever.

It's highly likely that the coccyx and spine area are also injured.

"Hmph, you mean Mafeisan, right?"

"Who said we didn't prepare anesthetic?"

"Besides, you underestimate Jishetang. This kind of minor injury is a piece of cake for us!"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Duanmu Ying snorted twice in dissatisfaction.

"Ok, I know."

Upon hearing this, Jingming nodded in agreement.

"You're just giving me the runaround!"

Seeing Jingming nod, Duanmu Ying suddenly called out to Jingming.

"That's not true. Jishetang is very powerful. I can find people in Fuzhou who know about it just by asking around."

Jingming blinked and said without changing his expression.

As expected of one of the Thirty-Six Thieves, this girl is much smarter than Gou Dan.

"Don't think I don't know you're lying to me. My dad used to lie to me all the time, and he always had this kind of expression back then."

Duanmu Ying, however, refused to listen and even raised her fist to hit Jingming.

"Ying'er, watch carefully."

Jingming dodged Duanmu Ying's small fist by stepping aside, and then Duanmu Ying's grandfather called out to Duanmu Ying.

Faced with this, Duanmu Ying could only puff out her cheeks and stand there sulking as she watched the doctor from Jishetang begin to manipulate the young master Sun.

Use a knife to open the internal organs, cut the flesh, and remove the bones.

"This era is an era of intellectual collision, and even in the field of medicine, it has taken on some of the charm of surgery."

"As long as there's Qi in the work environment, there shouldn't be any worry about bacterial infection, right?"

Watching the five renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctors performing surgery on Young Master Sun, Jingming couldn't help but grin.

Medicine and Taoism are inseparable, and Qi is an indispensable part of both traditional Chinese medicine and Taoism.

Most of these doctors possess Qi.

Especially the five doctors who were performing surgery on Young Master Sun, their auras were just as profound as Shui Yun's.

Why are you frowning?

At some point, Duanmu Ying returned to Jingming's side.

"The removed bone already occupies one-twentieth of the entire pelvis."

"If this continues, it might affect our future lives."

Jingming responded subconsciously.

"Hey, what do you know? Master Wang has also been exposed to Western medicine. He will put these bones back on for him later."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Duanmu Ying smiled smugly, as if to say, "You know a little bit about this too."

"Has Master Wang been exposed to Western surgical procedures?"

Upon hearing this, Jingming's eyes lit up, and he spoke to Jingming.

"Of course, do you think our family are those old-fashioned people?"

Duanmu Ying nodded smugly and said.

So you can also do limb switching?

Jingming nodded.

"They even give people heart transplants."

"what?"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Duanmu Ying, who was standing to the side, was taken aback.

I can understand limb transplants, but when they transplanted a heart, and the heart was removed, wouldn't that have meant certain death?

Moreover, is the person who had their heart replaced still the same person, the Heart God?

Duanmu Ying thought of the stories her grandfather told her from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, about Zhu Erdan who had a heart transplant.

"It seems you can't do it yet."

Looking at Duanmu Ying's expression, Jingming knew that Jishetang couldn't do these things yet.

That makes sense, historically, heart transplants didn't happen until more than thirty years later.

"Kid, you think a heart can be replaced?"

At some point, the old man also stood beside Jingming and asked him in a low voice.

Why can't we change it?

Jingming looked up and glanced at the old man.

His words were considered extremely disrespectful to traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, but it didn't matter, since he wasn't the other party's disciple or grand-disciple.

"When the heart stops, the vital energy and blood deplete, and the heart governs the mind. How can someone else's heart be compared to one's own mind?"

The old man squinted and met Jingming's gaze.

"Humans possess three treasures: essence, energy, and spirit, which harmonize with each other. The heart is merely a part of them."