C3 Lin Jin's Exquisite Hand

He walked into the room and closed the door carefully. Lin Jin pulled out a small box from under the bed. Opening it, one could see that the box was divided into dozens of small, sealed boxes, and each of them contained a type of medicinal ingredient. These medicinal ingredients, were all things that he had gathered during his spare time. Other than the few he had collected from the Tung Shan, each and every one of them had cost him a lot of money.

"Looking at her situation, she must have been infected by the green spirit's ghost aura. Luckily, she was not deeply involved, otherwise, it would have been difficult for her to be saved. He never thought that there would actually be a ghost like Qingmei in this world. According to the books, the most sinister thing was that it needed to be restrained by something extremely positive. However, Sister Xu Yun's body is weak, if it was a positive person, then I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand it ? " Lin Jin looked at the herbs in the chest as he racked his brains over the method to crack the Cyan Meet's evilness.

Although the prescription was already written in the book, each person's physique and the degree of toxicity varied, and the way and amount of medicine used varied as well. Traditional Chinese medicine was not as simple as western medicine, each medicinal herb contained several or even dozens of ingredients, and many diseases only worked when the ingredients of several medicinal herbs were combined together. If it was not properly matched, then it would be ineffective if it was light, but if it was serious, the disease would worsen or even die. Because of this, if one wanted to become a true Chinese doctor, one must not only be proficient in the pathology of medicine, but also have the experience of a large number of drugs. This was one of the reasons why traditional Chinese medicine had declined.

Even though Lin Jin was young, he had been focusing on the Qi art since he was over ten years of age. In the past six or seven years of growth, he had long since transformed the Profound Qi in his body into zhenqi and stored them inside his body. Furthermore, three years ago, he had completely mastered the Ren Du and Du. And because there was often some deviation in his training, just like how he had fainted in class yesterday. Thus, over the years, he had spent his free time reading a large amount of Buddhist and medical books. In addition to his own Qi Cultivation experience, his understanding of the human body and the use of medicine had long surpassed many of the so-called medical authorities.

When he held Xu Yun's hand and it was cut off, Lin Jin had stealthily inputted a strand of zhenqi into her body and circled it once. At this point in time, he already knew the situation in Xu Yun's body like the back of his hand. But even so, because of the strange nature of the Cyan Demon Poison that Xu Yun was inflicted with, Lin Jin still did not have much confidence in using as much medicine as possible.

"Seems like I'll have to try the medicine first!" After thinking for a moment, Lin Jin took out a hundred years old wild ginseng, a hundred years old Poria Cocos, three hundred years old tortoise shell, a storage technique, a few kinds of spirit herbs and placed them on a wooden board.

After that, he rummaged through his backpack and took out a purplish-black wooden knife.

This blade was made from rosewood that had been buried in the ground for five hundred years. Its density and hardness were both very high and contained a trace of negative spirit energy.

Because GuangLing did not produce this kind of wood, at first, in order to obtain such a small piece of sandalwood, Lin Jin had to travel all over the city, but he didn't get anything in the end, and in the end, used a Heat Dispersing Rune to cure a antique dealer who had fever. When the antique dealer heard that he was looking for this, he first told him to keep it safe and sound first told him to keep it safe.

After cutting many medicinal herbs into small pieces, Lin Jin frowned and placed each piece by piece into his mouth, carefully tasting how dense the medicinal properties were.

One by one, the medicinal herbs were digested by his stomach juice, and as the medicinal properties dissolved into his blood, they continued to stimulate his body. Lin Jin's consciousness sank into his body, carefully feeling the effects of the medicinal herbs on the body and meridians of the zhenqi, then he memorized all of the responses one by one.

This method of distinguishing the medicinal properties was found in the books. It far surpassed some of the most sophisticated instruments of the modern era. However, it required a certain amount of inner force cultivation before it could be practiced. However, most of the Chinese medicine today only focused on medical knowledge and pharmacology. At most, they could only follow the pictures in the books to find out the direction of the human body's meridians. Without the zhenqi's personal experience, if they knew but did not know, how could they truly cure them? No wonder the ancient Chinese Godly Doctors emerged one after another, while modern clowns openly categorized traditional Chinese medicine as a form of deception, pseudoscience and so on. It was truly laughable and lamentable!

After a long while, Lin Jin woke up from his vision, and his heart was already filled with confidence. After weighing the various medicinal ingredients, Lin Jin placed them into a small clay jar, added half a jar of clear water, placed it on a small stove that he specially used to fry medicine, and started a fire to fry it.

Carefully watching the fire, Lin Jin would add in half a jar of clear water every time the water in the jar was about to dry. This repeated ten times, and only when the medicinal smell in the room was dense enough to smoke did Lin Jin extinguish the fire and pour the medicinal liquid out to let it cool down.

At this time, it was already six in the afternoon. Aunt Wang had come to call him to eat, but he had already rejected him in the name of decocting medicine. Seeing that his room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, Aunt Wang felt an indescribable sense of gratitude.

What Lin Jin was afraid of was only the enthusiasm of Aunt Wang's family, but he was extremely fond of the farmer-flavoured meals that they cooked, so he naturally did not reject them.

When the cooldown finished, Lin Jin did not send the medicine over. Instead, he sat on the bed and meditated. These medicinal ingredients were originally all good medicine that Lin Jin had bought to replenish the zhenyuan in his body and to save his life. Just now, he had only analyzed the medicinal properties of the medicine, and had yet to absorb the medicinal properties of the medicine he had consumed. This time, he had used up almost a third of Lin Jin's wealth, and with reluctance, he decided to make up for his past misgivings and refine the medicine.

After 8 o'clock at night, Lin Jin woke up and saw that it was almost time, he picked up his bowl and headed downstairs.

Just then, Xu Yun who had just finished his shower and was in the living room watching television, suddenly smelled a strange smell that seemed to come from somewhere. Just as he was wondering what kind of smell was this, he heard a series of "dong dong dong" knocks on the door.

Xu Yun immediately stood up and walked towards the door. Opening it to take a look, although he was young, he looked mature. And that strange smell came from his bowl. It was a hundred times stronger than the smell from before.

Xu Yun was smothered to the point that he couldn't breathe, he immediately covered his nose with one hand and kept fanning himself with the other, causing him to feel a wave of despair: Oh my god! Could it be that this thing is the medicine this guy is going to give me? I might as well be dead.

Lin Jin naturally did not know what she was thinking at the moment, and said: "The medicine is already ready, now is the best time for it, as long as you drink it, you will be fine."

Xu Yun frowned and shook his head like a rattle, showing that he would never drink the medicine.

At this time, her reaction was already within his expectations, so he did not mind. He walked past her into the house, placed the medicine on the table, and asked: "Did Aunt Wang go out?"

Xu Yun had only gone inside to cover his nose earlier, but now that she saw him walk in, he greatly regretted not locking him outside earlier. Seeing him ask such a question, the only thing he could do was to reveal a small crack under his white lotus root like arm. He hurriedly said, "Someone was looking for me just now. My mom and dad are out now. Hurry up and take the medicine away. I won't drink it. It smells terrible!" He covered his mouth as he was afraid that there would be a trace of smell.