"Our Peng family's medicinal wine works very well. It will almost reduce the swelling after two hours of rest..."

Peng Bin didn't care much about the injuries on his legs. He was able to practice the incomplete family kung fu to this level, but he worked hard. When he was a child, he practiced all over his body almost every day, and relied on the medicinal wine in front of him to treat the injuries.

"This medicine is really effective..."

Fang Yi didn't use anyone else to do anything, so he poured the medicinal wine on his legs and arms, then rubbed the palms and began to massage the whole body. A heat immediately penetrated into the muscles through the skin, and the soreness in his body immediately relieved a lot.

Chen Kai also got up after a while. He was so tired yesterday that he slept until now after lying down. Not to mention Fang Yi and Peng Bin's competition, he was afraid that he would not wake him up even if he shot outside. When he saw Peng Bin's legs, Chen Kai was also shocked, but he knew some of Peng Bin's background and was not very worried.

"Fang Yi, let's take a break in the morning, and then I'll take you to Yangon..."

It was fine on both sides, and Peng Bin half lay on the sofa and chatted with Fang Yi. "The most famous thing in Yangon is the pagoda. The Great Golden Pagoda here is a symbol of Myanmar. Those who have not been to Yangon have never been to Myanmar..."

"Yes, Fang Yi, you must go and see the Big Golden Tower..."

Chen Kai also said from the side: "Myanmar is a Buddhist country. If you can't get over the Great Golden Pagoda, it doesn't matter whether you can go to other pagodas and temples. Anyway, the public market has not started yet. Let's go around with Uncle Yu..."

"Brother Bin, can we play in another place?"

Hearing Peng Bin and Chen Kai's words, Fang Yi suddenly had a bitter face and said, "Two brothers, I am from Taoism. You say that a Taoist priest ran to the monk temple to worship. What's the matter?"

Fang Yi has been studying Taoist doctrine since he was a child. He knows that some schools of Buddhism in China, including terms, were actually converted from Taoism. To discuss the profoundness of the doctrine, Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" contains the ultimate principles of the world and the universe, so Fang Yi did not intend to change his course.

"Are you a Taoist priest?" Peng Bin and Chen Kai were also stunned when they heard Fang Yi's words. They were not in the same car yesterday, but they did not hear the conversation between Fang Yi and Ahu.

"A serious Taoist priest, I am still the host of Shangqing Palace..."

Seeing Peng Bin and Chen Kai’s surprised look, Fang Yi couldn’t help but laugh and said, “I don’t need to go to the pagoda and temple. Let’s have a good rest today. Brother Bin, you have to take good care of your injuries, so don’t leave any future problems…”

"If you don't go to the temple, there will be other places to play..." Peng Bin shook his head indifferently and said, "What's this injury? It'll be fine later. I'll think about where to take you?"

When meeting friends and elders from China, as well as Fang Yi, a master who can tie him, Peng Bin naturally cannot let the guests come and stay at home. That is not their Peng family's way of hospitality.

However, the injuries on Peng Bin's body were more serious than he thought. After more than two hours, although the blood stasis on Peng Bin's legs subsided, his expression was much ugly than before. Beads of sweat dripped down from Peng Bin's forehead.

"Fang Yi, come out quickly, something is wrong with Peng Bin..."

"Brother Bin, what's going on?"

Fang Yi was able to move freely now. He was washing up in the room and was called out by Chen Kai. When he came out and saw Peng Bin's face, Fang Yi was shocked because Peng Bin's eyebrows were now filled with a black aura, and it was obvious that there was a big problem with his body.

"No...I don't know, I'm so cold..."

Peng Bin's physical discomfort broke out very suddenly. In just a few minutes, a very unhealthy purple color appeared on his lips. His whole body seemed to be stuttering, and even his speech became stuttering.

"Brother Bin, what's wrong with you? Get ready for the car and go to the hospital..."

Ahu and others surrounded Peng Bin. When Peng Bin's other two men looked at Fang Yi, there was a hint of hatred in their eyes. Obviously, they thought in their hearts that Fang Yi had beaten Peng Bin like this.

"Wait first, let me see what happened to Brother Bin..." Fang Yi didn't care about the eyes of the two people, walked straight over, his shoulders sank and pushed. The two people who deliberately stood in front of Fang Yi blocked him were hit by Fang Yi.

"Ahu, you prepare the car first, I'll give Brother Bin the lower pulse..." Fang Yi put two fingers on Peng Bin's pulse, but his brows gradually frowned. After more than a minute, Fang Yi picked up his hand and his face looked a little ugly.

"Fang Yi, why...what happened?" Peng Bin asked. He was as strong as a cow since he was a child and had never even had a cold. This was the first time Peng Bin encountered this situation today.

"Brother Bin, let me tell you later..." Fang Yi said to Ah Hu on the side: "Brother Hu, is there a Chinese medicine store in Yangon? Or a Chinese medicine clinic?"

"Yes, Brother Bin's family has a pharmacy in Yangon, and both Chinese and Western medicines have to be sold..." Ah Hu nodded and said, "Fang Yi, Brother Bin's injury, it's better to go to see a Western medicine doctor. Traditional Chinese medicine is a bit unreliable..."

"Western medicine treats symptoms but not root causes..."

Fang Yi shook his head, saw paper and pen on the table, took it over, wrote a prescription quickly on it, and said to Ah Hu: "Brother Hu, take this prescription to get medicine, and bring another medicine jar back..."

"This...is this okay?" Ah Hu hesitated for a moment and looked at Peng Bin.

"What do you think I'm doing? Why don't you go quickly!" Peng Binqiang breathed a sigh of relief and shouted at Ah Hu.

"Brother Hu, please ask the doctor in the museum to ask for a set of acupuncture tools..."

When Ah Hu walked to the door, Fang Yi said again, Peng Bin's condition is very bad now, and he may not last for two hours. If he didn't use the golden needle to suppress the injuries in his body, he might not have been able to wait for the medicine to be boiled and taken.

"good!"

Ah Hu stomped his feet and left the room with another person. A few seconds later, the roar of the engine sounded outside the house. Hearing the movement, the jeep was probably driven by Ah Hu as a plane.

"Fang Yi, I...what is going on with me?" After Ah Hu left, Peng Bin asked again.

"Yes, Fang Yi, what's wrong with Peng Bin? Nothing will happen, right?"

Chen Kai's face was also ugly now. He knew that Peng Bin was the successor appointed by the old man of the Peng family and had a great position in the Peng family. If something happened here, maybe the Peng family would do something.

Chen Kai was also a little strange in his heart. You said it was okay to compare with martial arts. You, Fang Yi, had nothing to do, but Peng Bin became like this after the competition. If something really happened, Fang Yi would not be able to explain it clearly even if he had eight mouths.

"It's okay, Brother Bin, don't talk first. I'll teach you a set of methods of breathing and breathing. Follow me..."

Fang Yi waved his hand to stop Chen Kai's words, and started to whisper in Peng Bin's ear. At the same time, he pressed Peng Bin's chest and abdomen with both hands, allowing him to start breathing according to his movements.

"Hmm? It seems that my breathing is a little smoother..."

Just after a few minutes, Peng Bin's eyes lit up. He felt so much that he couldn't breathe, but in just a few minutes of breathing, the symptoms of chest tightness were relieved by more than half.

"Brother Bin, don't talk, continue..." Fang Yi interrupted Peng Bin and continued to use his hands to guide his breathing. It was not until Peng Bin became familiar with him that he let go of his hands.

At this time, Peng Bin seemed to have entered a very mysterious state, and he was immersed in the method of breathing and breathing. Even Fang Yi took his hand away and did not notice it.

"Fang Yi, the medicine is brought, and the golden needle is brought..."

Half an hour later, a sound of brakes sounded outside the house. Ah Hu pushed open the door and rushed in, put a silver medicine box and a medicine jar on the table in front of Fang Yi. Following Ah Hu, there was an old man in a white coat, which was obviously a doctor brought by Ah Hu.

"What are you yelling?" Peng Bin, who was awakened by Ah Hu, glared over. He was experiencing the mystery of the breathing method taught by Fang Yi, but was shocked from that realm by Ah Hu's throat.

"Binzi, why are you so hurt like this?" Before Ah Hu could speak, the old doctor beside him spoke first.

"Uncle Kun, why are you here too?"

Seeing the visitor, Peng Bin forced himself to sit up. You must know that the old man in front of him was following his grandfather's old subordinate for more than 40 years ago. He was tired of fighting and killing five years ago, so he retired to Yangon and opened a pharmacy.

"You are not seriously injured, don't get up..." Uncle Kun reached out and pressed Peng Bin and said, "The doctor I learned is not right and cannot cure your injury. But I heard that you have a master who knows how to use the Golden Needle Point. I wonder who it is?"

Uncle Kun was Peng Jiasheng's medical officer back then. In the war years, the most he treated was undoubtedly external injuries such as gunshot wounds, and he was helpless against Peng Bin's obvious internal injuries.

However, when Uncle Kun heard Ah Hu say he wanted to bring a golden needle, he knew that there was a master who knew Chinese medicine books in Peng Bin. As he spoke, Uncle Kun looked at Yu Xuan, because among the people present, Yu Xuan had such a master style. ——
Chapter completed!