Medicinal Immortal

Li Ziguang could not speak, he just nodded weakly.

Seeing this, Tangning first fixed his moved leg with cloth strips and wooden boards, and then said, "Uncle, hug his leg."

"Good." The man responded quickly, pressing Li Ziguang's other leg.

There were many broken bones in the two legs, and they were severely displaced. It took Tangning a lot of effort to move his bones and connect them. At this moment, it was her forehead that was oozing sweat.

The pain of bone removal was very tolerable, but Li Ziguang had never even hummed. She admired it in her heart and couldn't help but laugh when she helped him fix the two legs and raised her head.

It turned out that he had no idea when the pain fainted, and with sweat on his face, even the dark skin could tell that he was completely collapsed.

"Okay, uncle help him and let him lie down!" Tangning said, and after washing his hands aside, he took hot water to help him deal with the injury and redness on his leg.

"Can his leg really be cured?" The big man couldn't help asking again.

"Well, as long as you keep it well, you can be well." Tangning smiled, opened the door of the room, and asked, "Miss, is there anything I can make medicine?"

"Yes, there is a medicine pot at home, I'll get it." She ran to the kitchen and took a stone medicine pot out of it.

"This is fine, just put it here! Help me find a few more wooden boards, probably this long and so thick..." She gestured and told her what she needed.

"Good." She hurriedly responded, and couldn't help asking: "Master Tang, have all my son's leg bones been connected?"

Tang Ning smiled and said, "Well, it's moved back. The plank you are looking for is to fix his leg bones and not let his legs move."

Hearing this, Aunt Li wiped her tears, cried and laughed: "I will look for it now, I will look for it immediately."

The man who followed stood by and asked, "Little master, do you want to make medicine? Do you need me?"

"I can help too." The girl also walked over and squatted down beside Tangning.

Seeing this, Tangning smiled and said, "Yuanyuan, go to the room and look at your brother Ziguang. If he wakes up, tell me."

"Okay." The girl responded and walked to the room.

"Uncle, I'm bothering you." Tangning stepped aside and asked him to help pound the medicine, while he took out some prepared medicinal materials from the space, put a few flavors in the medicine jar, and said, "You mash it here first. I'll go outside to pick some herbs and come back."

The man was startled, but before he could react, he saw that the little monk had already gone outside.

Picking herbs outside? When are there herbs that can treat leg injuries? Can it work?

Herbs are all medicines. As long as you understand the properties of the medicine and distinguish the effects, you can naturally formulate them into medicine. Others don't understand, but for Tangning who is proficient in medicine, it is naturally not difficult.

Seeing the little monk come back, holding a lot of weeds...

Well, in the eyes of a man, isn't that just weeds? They can be seen everywhere in the ditch, and sometimes they have to be unplugged, but this thing is medicine? Would it be too childish?

Tangning stuffed the herbal medicine into the medicine pot, let the man mash it, then boiled it into ointment and went into the room to help Li Ziguang dressing up with the medicine, while confessing to Aunt Li next to him: "This medicine is changed once a day. Don’t throw away the ointment for him. After the other ointments are used up, put the ointment and wine in a stew in water to help him wrap it and use it again. The legs and feet should be almost the same."