"Medical skills are also a general disability for you. It's just right to be a doctor to support your family. I will find you a good idea to teach you, you can learn anything you want."

Qian Renxue didn't know what was wrong today. Everything was moving in a direction that was beneficial to her.

The same is true for this child. As long as he learns medical skills, he can survive by himself. His profound soul emperor will be completely used by him.

He was soon called, but what he taught was very simple and easy to understand, and the use of herbs was not very helpful to him. What he wanted was things about the human acupoints, but how could this shallow medical knowledge have a great effect?

However, he suddenly thought, how could this Douluo Continent have Eastern Chinese medicine techniques with a Western background?

After thinking of this, Lu Qingfeng sighed during the day and sighed at night. He had to stand the "Nine-Polar Fighting Skills" first and instead studied medical skills seriously. This sound was also determined by his hard work and clever learning, and he knew how to use it. He also began to teach him all kinds of superb skills.

In this way, he began to study at the master in the morning and come back in the afternoon to study medical skills.

Not to mention, although this kind of life is boring, Lu Qingfeng has gained knowledge beyond his imagination, and has a lot of ideas in his mind and put these meanings into practice.

The most powerful thing was that once, he and the doctor used the principle of pharmacological restraint to combine a pair of pure natural and pollution-free poisons and hunted a hundred-year-old soul beast.

It was this discovery that Qian Renxue knew and gave more medicinal materials and cultivation resources, as well as royal medical books, etc., which brought the two of them to a higher level of medical pharmacology research.

There are new discoveries almost every day, as well as stronger poisons, or antidotes.

And this is all about ordinary medicinal materials, without those spiritual medicines, but just this is the case, the two of them also hunted a soul beast that had been around for nearly five hundred years, of course, accompanied by other soul masters.

The doctor was very happy, but Lu Qingfeng was not so happy because it was not enough. It seemed that something was opened in his body and he was even more obsessed with the research on pharmacology. This was not because he liked pharmacology, but because the system was finally willing to issue tasks.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for starting the side mission, the growth path of traditional Chinese medicine pharmacists. Stage 1: Pharmacological research

Traditional Chinese medicine pharmacist, traditional Chinese medicine pharmacist!

After getting this thing, he could start practicing his "Nine-Polar War Skills", but this time he did not let go of the growth task of the traditional Chinese medicine pharmacist, because according to his knowledge, there was no distinction between poison doctors, and maybe he could rely on the characteristics of the second soul skill to become a poison doctor.

In the future, I don’t have to bring any other medicines when I go out. This saves a lot of money and makes a lot of money.

As time passed by bit by bit, the doctor gradually could not keep up with his rhythm, and the two apostles began to change. Even the masters often came to discuss some medical issues with him. The same was true for the talented monsters such as Tang San, and he also learned a lot from him.

Of course, he also learned some knowledge from Tang San.

But it's better than nothing.

Two months passed, and the inheritance secrets of traditional Chinese medicine pharmacists finally appeared. After getting this secret, Lu Qingfeng did not rush to practice, but studied it carefully and passed it all over the knowledge. It took another month before he began to practice "Nine-Polar Battle Skills", but even so, the first practice still went wrong.

His whole body turned red, like a bronze man in the flames, emitting steam.

However, he also knew why it turned out like this. Such serious injuries in his body were preventing him from becoming stronger. It was becoming more and more difficult to practice later, and his soul power had been frozen at level 21 for a long time.

He had also been confused, nervous, and panicked, but all of this was comforted by Lin Qingrou with her inconspicuous actions, uneven words, and sincere comfort.

Now he no longer cares about other things and concentrates on studying poison techniques in traditional Chinese medicine.

The quality of life of the two has improved a lot, and they spend less and less time going to the college every day. However, Xiao Wu, a rabbit spirit, often runs here, talks with Lin Qingrou, and fights.

Looking for a doctor is nothing. The most important thing is that his spine has begun to recover slowly with continuous efforts. This has not been used for rain. In addition, he used rain at night, so the speed has increased very quickly.

The entire spine seems to be a python about to transform, and as long as this transformation is completed, it will become stronger.

One day a few years later, with Lin Qingrou's support, Lu Qingfeng slowly stood up.

This is the first time in years that he has stood up from a wheelchair with his legs!

The two hugged each other excitedly and cried.

"Finally, finally, I can, I can stand up."

I don’t know what the atmosphere was in the room, but everyone who came came burst into tears.

The doctor came over and patted his shoulder: "Stand up, stand up."

In recent years, except for Lin Qingrou, this doctor has never left here. One is because Xue Qinghe asked him to teach medical skills, but because of his own selfishness.

He looked at Lu Qingfeng as if he was looking at his own child. He not only taught all his knowledge in this life, but also poured all his remaining love on this child.

After a brief joy, there are long-lasting joy and troubles.

Because he was leaving, whether it was because of Qian Renxue or because he wanted to pursue a place where he became stronger, he had to leave, and this departure could not bring Lin Qingrou.

The reason is simple: she is just a mortal.

That night, I wonder how sad the eleven-year-old boy was. He knelt in front of Lin Qingrou's door with red eyes, but no tears fell.

That night, the two of them stayed up all night, recalling everything they had ever been.

Lin Qingrou was in the room, staining the ink painting with Lu Qingfeng's name with tears in her eyes. The pitch-black ink flowed on the white paper, completely eroding the pure paper and turning it into a piece of bad work without any pictures.

As dawn broke out, Lu Qingfeng rose up and leaned against the door and said his last sentence.

"Sister Qingrou, I will definitely come back to marry you when I wait!"

The two knew that the friendship between the two sides was no longer so pure sibling relationship, and another noble and hopeful thing was derived from it, which was called: love!

There was no movement in the room. After he left, a haggard girl came out from inside and looked at the boy who was gradually moving away.
Chapter completed!