Satisfied, Di Jiu put away the wooden sword in his hand, his body filled with a surge. It was as if there was a rolling breath flowing through his body, a breath that brought him strength and power. Di Jiu knew that he had stepped into the ranks of the early stage of a martial artist.
The Di family’s martial arts were cultivated in motion, and it had only been six days since he came to Tam Heng Hall, and he had already been initiated into the first blade of the Di’s Seven Daggers. The first blade initiation is also the early stage of a martial artist.
Throughout the history of the Di Clan, one would not be able to find a second one with this kind of cultivation speed.
According to Di Jiu’s memory, even the best qualified disciple of the Di Clan would take three months to cultivate the First Blade of the Di Clan’s Seven Daggers for initiation. He, on the other hand, had only taken six days. And in those six days, he still didn’t have a master to teach him.
Moreover, the herbs he used were still relatively poor, the ginseng and snow lotus seeds he bought were not of sufficient vintage, and a few were even cultivated artificially. You should know that the Di Clan of Ji Guo is rich and wealthy, and even the side sons of the clan would not use such rubbish medicinal herbs.
This is still Shen Ziyu gave him a bank card, these herbs purchase back, that bank card inside more than 300,000 are also used up.
Di Jiu touched the grey stone hanging on his chest with his hand, and was grateful for the grey stone in his heart. The reason why his martial arts training qualifications had become so strong was because of this grey stone. Not only that, but even his comprehension and memory had become terribly strong.
In the past, his comprehension was also very strong, and it definitely did not reach this level.
His only regret was that he did not have a good blade, and this wooden blade was still a heavier piece of wood that he had found and sharpened himself.
Di’s Seven Blades would only cross over from Martial Artist to Samurai when he learns the third blade, and from Samurai to Martial Master when he learns the fifth blade. To be able to perform the sixth blade would mean being a Grand Martial Master, and with the seventh blade, it would be the same as crossing over to the Martial King level.
In the history of the Di Clan, only Di Yuet, the ancestor of the Di Clan, had practised the seventh blade and crossed over to the Martial King level.
Di Jiu put away his blade, knowing that after he had practiced the first blade, he would have to find some more better tonic herbs to take. Di’s Seven Blades required a high level of physical strength, if he did not use tonic herbs in time to compensate for the damage done during his cultivation, not only would he not be able to cross over to a higher level in the future, he might even fall victim to great after-effects, which every Di disciple must be aware of.
The money that Shen Ziyue had given him ran out, and that Luo University Martial Arts Department registration qualification was given to Youhu Li, so he could only think of another way to get the money.
“Boom boom boom!” A knock on the door came from outside, Di Jiu put down the wooden knife in his hand in confusion and walked out of the backyard.
In the six days he had been here, apart from Hu’s visit once, not to mention the patients, not even a kitten had ever entered the place.
It was when Hu came here, it was also at noon. So Di Jiu usually got up at four in the morning and practised martial arts until the door opened at ten. After opening the door, just not practising martial arts, Di Jiu was also studying Di’s Seven Blades. By four o’clock in the afternoon, he would close and practise martial arts until ten o’clock.
It was only about five o’clock now and there was a knock on the door, the first time ever.
The door was opened and standing at the door was a woman of about thirty, with a man of about the same age on the woman’s back.
The woman’s hair was a little dishevelled, and a few strands of it were stuck to her face with some early morning dew. The woman was still very clean looking, and from her sweaty face it was clear that she should have carried the man all the way over here.
Carrying a strong man on her back, no matter how far the woman had carried him, showed that the woman had no small amount of strength.
No, there was a faint smell of blood. Di Jiu’s gaze went down and saw that blood had stained the woman’s back and even seeped through to her trousers.
The man’s face was pale and should have been seriously injured.
“Doctor please help save him ……” the woman didn’t care about Di Jiu’s gaze, there was a hint of pleading in her tone.
“There is no doctor here right now, you should go to the hospital ……”
Before Di Jiu could finish his words, the woman kept pleading, “Please, please save him, if you don’t save him, he won’t make it ……”
Without the woman saying it, Di Jiu could see that the man behind the woman should be dying, he was losing too much blood.
After hesitating for a moment, Di Jiu had to let the door open and said, “Then you carry him to the operating room.”
The old man of Tan Heng Tang no longer practised medicine and his granddaughter, Tan Yue, had gone to the martial arts department of Yan University. Di Jiu stayed here, merely watching the door.
The woman took one step in, and in such a tense situation, she remembered to use her foot to bring the shop door closed.
Once the woman had placed the man on the operating table, Di Jiu understood completely why the woman had not gone to the hospital, or even begged herself, someone who clearly did not look like a doctor, for help. The man’s wound was a gunshot wound, and there was more than one gunshot wound.
Whether or not the woman was in a hurry to seek medical help, Di Jiu knew that the man had experienced a gun battle before and was badly injured as a result.
Di Jiu had partial memories of his previous life and was well aware that guns were forbidden in China. It looked like these two men were not some ordinary citizens.
The woman just stared at Di Jiu nervously, which made Di Jiu wonder if this man was her husband or not.
Whether these two were husband and wife or not, Di Jiu did not care. Although he could not learn martial arts in Ji Guo, he had seen a lot of dead people. He didn’t even ask a single question, he just put on his white coat, put on his mask and took the surgical kit directly from the surgical rack.
Di Jiu just used acupuncture to seal the acupuncture points of the man’s two wounds to stop the bleeding, and then took out the scalpel. Once the scalpel was in his hand, Di Jiu had a strange feeling, a feeling that was definitely not a sense of the medical arts, but a sense of Di’s Seven Blades.
After just a moment’s pause, the scalpel in Di Jiu’s hand was a stroke, and the forceps clamped the bullet out as fast as possible. As for sterilisation, anaesthesia and so on, he did not bother to do the same.
Di Jiu was already a medical master, and after entering the ranks of martial artists, his hand movements were even more robust. As a martial artist, Di Jiu was just as capable of exerting his true qi. His true qi could not yet completely stop bacterial infection, but it could reduce it to the greatest extent possible.
It was Di Jiu who took the time to disinfect, the effect would not be much better than if he used his true qi. What’s more, the man didn’t have that much time left.
The woman who carried the man over obviously hadn’t thought that much about it, and she watched dumbfounded as Di Jiu pinched out the two slugs as fast as he could and threw them aside. By the time she reacted, Di Jiu had already sprinkled some medicinal powder onto the wound and bandaged it up.
These medicinal powders were made by Di Jiu himself, and the herbs were also his own.
“It’s already done, carry him away.” Di Jiu wiped his hands, in fact, he didn’t get much blood on his hands after the operation.
“Thank you, thank you ……” The woman responded and kept thanking Di Jiu. She could see that Di Jiu was definitely not an unusual handyman role. How could a person who was so steady with a scalpel be a handyman?
It was not the first time she had seen someone remove a bullet slug, but it was the first time she had seen someone remove a bullet slug as simply and quickly as Di Jiu did. She was sure that this kind of speed was far inferior to even the most powerful surgeons in the world.
Di Jiu waved his hand, “You’re welcome.”
“But I don’t have any money on me right now, the cost of your surgery ……”
“Bring it to me next time you have money.” Di Jiu interrupted the woman’s words, the surgery just now had given him an insight that he would be able to cultivate Di’s Seven Blades faster if he replaced the wooden blade with a real one.
This little operation didn’t cost a few dollars, what was really worth it was his bit of medicinal powder.
What was most urgent for him now was to find a blacksmith shop to build himself a steel blade.
“Good, my name is Shi Jinshan, I will definitely bring your money, and please don’t tell your boss about this.” The woman was extremely crisp in her actions and after she finished, she grabbed the two bullets, carried the man on her back again, turned around and left.
As soon as Shi Jinshan left, Di Jiu had not yet cleaned up the operating room completely when a grim voice rang out, “You don’t want to live properly, you just want to find death.”
Di Jiu suddenly turned around and stared at the door of the operating room, gripping the scalpel in his hand.