Section 6: Self-Rescue

"What illness? What illness are we treating?" Nurse Xiao asked in confusion

Wearing a police uniform, he appeared quite dashing; however, in terms of appearance, he was far inferior to Nurse Xiao

Xiao Yueren chuckled softly, "Since you know this, I can rest assured. By the way, I am about to get off work. Don't overthink things; make sure to rest well. Tomorrow, when I see you again, I hope you will have come to some realizations."

The door creaked softly, and a figure of a young girl appeared in the mirror. She gently walked to the bedside, suddenly pausing for a moment as she saw the boy on the bed staring wide-eyed at the mirror across from him

Do not worry. Lin Ping is, after all, the head of the family. They are wearing the uniforms of traffic police, most likely here to inquire about the circumstances of the accident at that time

If an ordinary person suffered such severe internal injuries and received this type of infusion, it would be a miracle if they could improve in a year or even half a year. His most urgent task now is to restore his vital energy and find a way to return to eight hundred years ago

The woman, though of a similar age to Nurse Xiao, tried her best to appear mature; however, others could easily tell that she was most likely just a newly graduated intern police officer

Father Lin remained silent, but after a single admonition, Mother Lin's days of anxiety and fear immediately transformed into tears streaming down her face, murmuring: "That damned driver will surely meet a terrible end."

Nurse Xiao couldn't help but laugh, "Of course, I know you are unwell, hmm." Seeing Lin's mother frown, realizing she misunderstood her meaning, she quickly added, "It would be strange if you weren't injured after being hit by a car, but as far as I know, you seem to be studying journalism?"

Once Nurse Xiao stepped out, the ward fell silent. The two police officers then approached Xiao Bieli's bedside and found a chair to sit down. The middle-aged officer looked kindly at Xiao Bieli and said, "Young man, it seems you are quite injured."

However, if you were to suddenly find yourself several hundred years in the future, no matter how exceptionally talented or outstanding you may be, the feeling of confusion and disorientation would be self-evident

Xiao Bieli was not asleep; he was awake, with his eyes slightly closed, his thoughts racing like lightning. He did not want to shout and endure another injection, even though the sedative had little effect on him.

Do not blame them either," Father Lin said softly. "If we had known the clues earlier, perhaps we could have brought the driver responsible for the accident to justice sooner

Lin's mother said with a bitter smile, "Isn't it just flypaper and white paper? We all remember it."

It turns out that his method of separation can be described as an extremely mysterious internal skill in the martial world, aimed at stimulating the potential within the body. Pain serves as a gateway to unleash this potential. He realized that his internal injuries were quite severe, and he could precisely use that pain to catalyze his internal energy. This method was inadvertently discovered by him eight hundred years ago when his physical condition was already exceptionally robust, and he did not perceive much pain at the time. Little did he dream that starting to practice it again later would be so excruciating.

Xiao Bieli merely nodded at https://www.hetushu.com, observing the paper and pen in the hands of the two individuals, as well as their attire, with a look of curiosity.

She was about to finish work, but she couldn't help but come over to take a look at him. It is hard to articulate what she was feeling; perhaps it was for those sorrowful eyes

Lin's mother did not understand what Dr. Qin meant, but she did not dare to question it. However, she thought to herself that since he had allowed the doctors in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department to examine this prescription, it indicated that Xiao Fei was not speaking carelessly. Yet, how did he know the names of these Chinese herbs? Moreover, from his explanation, it seemed well-founded and did not sound like mere nonsense.

"Cang Er Zi?" Dr. Qin was taken aback, "That is a type of toxic traditional Chinese medicine that cannot be taken in large quantities."

The pain within his body exceeded his imagination. Although his spirit was resilient, his body was ultimately frail, which led to his inability to withstand it, causing him to faint. However, after this fainting spell, he had already gathered a small amount of energy within him, marking his entry into the first level of the Separation Technique.

Son, are you hungry?" Lin's mother stopped crying, but could not help but express concern for her son's well-being

The driver? Xiao Bieli furrowed his brow, feeling the liquid flowing into his body from his arm. The effect could only be described as mediocre. He had no idea what kind of medication these people had injected into him. He now understood that they were treating him, but it seemed that the medical skills of this era were far from impressive.

If it were not for the complete absence of inner energy, even if bitten by a venomous snake several times, Xiao Bieli would easily expel the toxins from his body. However, he is now Lin Yifei, and a mere injection is enough to make him fall into a deep sleep. Yet, when the second injection was administered, he was already well-prepared. With his strong willpower, he quickly regained consciousness. Listening to their low whispers outside the door and the sound of their footsteps fading away, Xiao Bieli finally opened his eyes, his gaze involuntarily drawn to the mirror across from him.

Although the person in the mirror cannot clearly see their expression, their eyes reflect boundless hesitation and confusion

"What is it, Xiao Xiao?" Seeing the smile on Nurse Xiao's face, Dr. Qin felt a bit puzzled, while Lin's mother appeared somewhat frightened and tugged at Lin's father's sleeve, "Ping, why are there still police here?"

Lin's mother suddenly turned pale and rushed over, "Xiao Fei, is there something troubling you? Just tell your mother, why do you want to seek death? If you die, how will I, your mother, live?"

Lin's mother let out a bitter smile, saying, "Your injuries are not something that can heal in just a few days. However, seeing that my son still knows pain brings me some joy." After hesitating for a moment, she finally couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Fei, do you still recognize your mother?"

I... finally spoke up: "Could I trouble you with a small matter"

Dr. Qin listened with increasing astonishment. He took a pen from his jacket pocket and meticulously noted down the details on a sticky note. After pondering for a while, he said: "Xiao Xiao, take this prescription to Dr. Qian in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department. If he approves, then prepare the medicine according to the prescription. As for the decoction..." His inquiring gaze turned towards Xiao Bieli. Whether this prescription could cure the illness was one thing, but the fact that Lin Yifei could recite so many names of Chinese medicinal herbs and their preparation methods in one breath indicated that he was certainly knowledgeable in this area.

If it is not the scheme of Wanyan Lie, then does it mean he has truly arrived 800 years later? What does this concept entail? 800 years later would imply that several dynasties have already passed. It is important to note that before the Song Dynasty, only the Shang Dynasty had a history of 800 years, while the Tang Dynasty lasted for 300 years. As for the Song Dynasty, how many years did it last?

Xiao Yueren thought he was referring to the matter of a broken heart, and couldn't help but shake her head again. She tucked him in properly, looked around once more, saw nothing amiss, and then walked out.

Xiao Bieli truly did not know how to address the woman before him. He already understood that his identity should be that of her son, yet he could not bring himself to utter the word "mother" no matter what.

Nurse Xiao over there suppressed a smile, "The patient said they want the traditional Chinese medicine Cang'erzi?"

"No, it is not a bother," Lin's mother regained her composure. "Son, do you need flypaper? What is the white paper for?" Feeling a bit bitter inside, she wondered if her son had truly lost his senses.

I would like you to help me fetch a prescription.

"It is indeed big news that students from the journalism major can also see patients," Nurse Xiao remarked

Pity the hearts of parents everywhere; even if a son is unfilial or does not recognize his mother, to her, he will always be her son before her eyes

Marshal Yue has stated that both Yang Zaixing and he himself are extraordinary figures among the Five Tigers of the Yue family. However, Yang Zaixing, regrettably, possesses bravery without strategy. In contrast, Xiao Bieli is truly a person of both wisdom and courage. Had it not been for the continuous wars, with his talents, achieving the highest honors in the imperial examinations would have been well within his reach

Xiao Bieli can no longer remain silent, "Although the seeds of the cocklebur are toxic, they are only mildly so; however, when used appropriately, they can also serve as a good medicine"

Nurse Xiao, for some reason, felt a slight flush on her face. "My name is Xiao Yueren, but you can also call me Nurse Xiao."

Xiao Bieli slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, there was no sound. Knowing that the young girl was gone, he opened his eyes again and asked, "What is your surname, young lady?"

Xiao Bieli was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "It is Cang'erzi. Have you never heard of this traditional Chinese medicine?"

There is also one tael of Angelica Dahurica, and three qian of Fangfeng paired with Astragalus and Atractylodes... Xiao Bieli had no choice but to repeat what was just said.

He seems to have entered the body of a scholar who appears to be utterly powerless, yet he does not feel discouraged. However, he must first understand everything clearly before making any plans

He seemed as if he had never seen a mirror, Nurse Xiao thought to herself. Otherwise, why did he always look at that mirror every time she saw him in the picture? It was just that he was awake, which was somewhat unexpected for Nurse Xiao. Usually, after receiving a sedative, others would sleep soundly until dawn.

Just follow my method for the decoction. Xiao Bieli added, "Remember not to deviate too much from the dosage, and don't let it cook too long, otherwise the efficacy of the medicine will be significantly weakened"

He can only secretly note down these peculiar words for now, but fortunately, he can still understand more than half of what they are saying

Xiao Yueren did not answer but instead asked, "Do you believe it?"

Father Lin and Mother Lin exchanged a glance, both filled with confusion and concern, yet they smiled and said, "Alright, we will prepare right away." With that, they turned to leave.

In her eyes, Xiao Fei is the epitome of a well-behaved child, yet judging by the current situation, it is evident that the two police officers are approaching Xiao Fei.

He is not a pedantic old scholar; on the contrary, he is an exceptionally intelligent martial arts prodigy. Not only does he excel in martial arts, but he is also quite knowledgeable. He can be said to be well-versed in both literature and martial arts, and he is proficient in the medical arts as well

Xiao Bieli sighed inwardly and could only say: "I just have a bit of pain in my body; I think it will be fine in a few days"

Father Lin tugged at her sleeve, "Let’s just go along with whatever Xiao Fei wants to do."

"What are you thinking about?" Nurse Xiao couldn't help but ask: "You just had surgery; the most important thing now is to rest"

Nurse Xiao glanced at Xiao Bieli on the bed with a look of surprise. After hesitating for a moment, she wanted to say something but ultimately turned and left.

Although Dr. Qin advised against provoking Lin Yifei, she believed that expressing it at this moment might yield better results

"It is not what I want," Lin's mother said softly. "It is Xiao Fei." She exchanged a glance with Nurse Xiao, thinking that this child, Xiao Fei, was probably just having a momentary whim and would likely forget about it soon.

"What do you need flypaper for?" Nurse Xiao walked in and asked, "Aunt He, are there flies in this ward?"

Dr. Qin was taken aback, "Do you only want Cang'erzi?" He vaguely remembered that Cang'erzi seemed to be primarily used for treating necrotic flesh, and could not help but scrutinize the young man before him from head to toe

Journalism major? Xiao Bieli still hadn't heard of it, so he could only say: "What does it matter?"

Although Xiao Bieli does not currently understand what it means to transcend time and space or to reverse time, he knows that since he is able to come here, it means he can certainly return. Although it may be extremely difficult, he must give it a try

Xiao Bieli let out a soft "oh," unsure if he was heard, and asked, "May I ask you another question?"

Looking at her usually clever and obedient son becoming somewhat dull-witted, Lin's mother felt an indescribable sorrow. However, recalling Dr. Qin's advice that they should no longer stimulate their son, she could only suppress her heartache and smiled, saying: "Xiao Fei, are you feeling better? Please say something."

He is indeed a martial arts prodigy, but he also laid a solid foundation from a young age to reach such a high level. However, now that his consciousness has entered another person's body, it will not be an easy task to cultivate back to his previous state.

Xiao Bieli was not familiar with the term 'driver', but he understood other words. However, since he was not Lin Yifei, how could he know which one had hurt him

Xiao Bieli did not know how to explain, sighed, and fell silent. At that moment, Dr. Qin walked in, accompanied by two police officers, one male and one female. The male officer was middle-aged, with a robust build, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. His forehead bore some wrinkles, giving him a somewhat imposing appearance

Gazing into the concerned eyes of the woman before him, filled with anxiety and hope, Xiao Bieli could only choose silence

The middle-aged police officer, unsure of why, always felt that the young man had a strange look in his eyes, shaking his head slightly. He chuckled to himself, thinking that perhaps he was just under a bit of stress, which was causing this feeling. "I know you should be resting more at this time," the middle-aged officer said in a gentle tone, "but the driver who injured you has fled the scene. We still hope you can provide some clues to help us catch the perpetrator as soon as possible. This would be beneficial for both you and others, so I still hope you can recall everything and tell us what happened on the day of the incident."

"To use traditional Chinese medicine, of course, is to treat illness." Xiao Bieli said with a wry smile, "Could it be used for mere appreciation?"

"What medicine are you grabbing?" Lin's mother asked with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"What do I have to be polite about with you and your mother?" A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin's mother's mouth, though it carried a hint of bitterness. She realized that her son was evidently still quite unfamiliar with them. She wondered if this was the kind of autism that Doctor Qin had mentioned, but the fact that he could communicate with her was, after all, a good thing.

Nurse Xiao nodded and suddenly said: "I know you have experienced a breakup, but a breakup does not define your entire life. You still have family, caring parents, and good classmates. You should pick yourself up and absolutely avoid indulging in unrealistic fantasies."

Three qian of Cang'erzi, one liang of Baizhi, three qian of Fangfeng combined with Huangqi and Baizhu. If it is possible to include Mahuanggen and Longgu as guiding herbs, it would be even better. Add three bowls of water, boil vigorously over a strong fire, then simmer for half an hour over a gentle fire, maintaining a slight boil. Wait until the decoction reduces to half a bowl, then remove and add water... Suddenly stopping mid-sentence, looking at Lin's father and mother, who were staring in astonishment, Xiao Bieli slowly said: "Isn't this too troublesome?"

Since childhood, he has experienced countless battles and has never known what it means to be discouraged. In a moment, he focused his mind and gathered his spirit near the dantian, striving to consolidate his internal energy. Within a short time, sweat had already seeped through the bandage wrapped around his head, and his entire body trembled slightly. After a moment longer, Xiao Bieli suddenly felt a sharp pain in his internal organs, as if being stirred by a knife, and he could not help but let out a cry before fainting.

When he woke up again, Xiao Bieli saw the anxious face of that middle-aged woman once more. The pain in his internal organs felt like being cut by a knife, but it had lessened significantly. A trace of joy arose in Xiao Bieli's heart; after all, the pain he had just endured was not in vain. There was already a faint breath flowing within his dantian, although it was barely perceptible.

Xiao Bieli was almost at a loss as to whether he should cry out three times or laugh out three times, "Do I not look like someone who is ill?"

Xiao Bieli did not know what heartbreak was, nor did he pay it any mind. He understood that if he were to ask about it, he would likely earn the disdain of others. After a moment of silence, he said, "If I told you I came here from the battlefield of the Song and Jin dynasties eight hundred years ago, would you believe me"

"Xiao Fei, how are you?" He Xiulan looked at her son with great anxiety. The terrible scream from her son was earth-shattering; they heard it from a distance. When they rushed over, they found that he had already fainted. In a panic, they hurried to call Dr. Qin. Dr. Qin was somewhat puzzled by Lin Yifei's inexplicable fainting but found no abnormalities upon examination, nor did he discover any signs of deterioration in his internal injuries. He could only perform some routine treatments and observe the aftermath.

Xiao Bieli suddenly smiled, "I also hope that tomorrow I can come to some understanding, but this issue is quite difficult to comprehend."

Lin's mother felt a sinking sensation in her heart, but Lin's father had already comforted her, saying: "You need not worry; look how much better Xiao Fei is today, isn't he?"

He Xiulan felt discontent in her heart but could not express it; she was determined to stay here to take care of her son. Although she had not slept all night, seeing her son awaken made all her fatigue vanish into thin air.

"What are you asking for?" Lin's mother expressed some dissatisfaction, "Can't they wait until Xiao Fei feels better before coming?"

Nurse Xiao, however, did not understand Lin's mother's meaning. Confused, she walked to Xiao Bieli's bedside and asked, "What do you need flypaper for?"

Xiao Bieli was taken aback, "Have you all remembered it?" Although he said little, seeing their bewildered expressions, he would never believe that they could remember it clearly.

After pondering for a while, Xiao Bieli let out a sigh and said, "I do not believe it either"

Sedatives have a hypnotic and calming effect on the average person, but for him, the effect is only slight. Lin Yifei is unaware of the strength of his own will, but Xiao Bieli undoubtedly possesses an ironclad will.

"Traditional Chinese medicine?" Nurse Xiao's eyes lit up, "What do you need traditional Chinese medicine for?" She is just a nurse, usually dealing with aspirin, penicillin, and the like. Not only is she unfamiliar with this name of traditional Chinese medicine, but she is also completely ignorant of it.

"It is not flypaper, but white paper." Xiao Bieli shook his head, only then realizing that his neck was also a bit sore, "It is cocklebur and angelica dahurica."

Xiao Bieli no longer looked at the mirror in front of him, closed his eyes, and searched within his body using his spiritual sense. The Separation Technique guides the qi with intention, draws the qi with intention, and refines the qi with intention. However, he soon felt a sense of disappointment; the frailty of this body far exceeded his imagination. Although his spiritual sense remained, there was not a trace of true qi within.