Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Becoming a Martial God Starting from the Big Boss in Tangshan

When Huang Feihong saw Chen Wen, he felt a jolt in his heart, and his pupils contracted slightly.

It turned out to be him!

Yesterday, there was that mysterious young man in the teahouse with a peculiar identity and strange speech, who claimed to have been captured as a "coolie" and returned from overseas!

"Master, are they the people you were talking about yesterday?"

Toothpick Su and Ling Yunkai were even more astonished, their mouths agape.

They had heard their master and Aunt Thirteen mention this person yesterday, their tone filled with admiration and curiosity.

How come in the blink of an eye, this person has opened such a strange clinic across from Po Chi Lam?

Is this an attempt to steal their business? Or... is it targeting Master?

Ling Yunkai, young and impetuous, was immediately filled with anger. He had heard about Chen Wen's matter yesterday and was initially quite curious.

Seeing that the other party had actually come to provoke him, he could no longer hold back and was about to rush in to confront them:

"Master, I'll go ask him what he's up to!"

"Ah Kai!" Wong Fei-hung raised his hand to stop him.

His gaze never left Chen Wen behind the table, his eyes filled with inquiry, doubt, and a hint of solemnity.

"Don't rush, let's wait and see."

Having no other option, the group could only hide in the crowd and continue watching.

Inside the clinic.

Chen Wen sat upright.

Across the table was a young woman holding a child.

The child was about three or four years old, skin and bones, with a sallow complexion, but his belly was swollen and distended, like he was carrying a small ball.

The child cried incessantly with his eyes closed, his voice hoarse, his little fists flailing weakly.

The woman's hair was disheveled, her eyes were red-rimmed, and her face was covered in sweat and tears. As soon as she entered the door, she knelt down with a thud, her voice filled with desperate sobs:

"Doctor! Please save my son! His stomach is so bloated, he's writhing in pain, he vomits everything he eats, and these past few days... these past few days he's been secretly gnawing on the wall plaster!"

"We're at our wits' end. We heard your medical care is inexpensive; please, take a look at us!"

Chen Wen walked up to the child, examined him carefully, and understood what was going on.

A sallow complexion, emaciation, abdominal distension, pica, white spots on fingernails, pale eyelids... these are typical symptoms of malnutrition.

This refers to severe malnutrition combined with intestinal parasite infection.

In this era, with poor sanitation and unclean food, too many poor children contract this disease.

"It's not a big problem."

Chen Wen turned to the woman.

"Go find some dried pumpkin seeds, roast them until fragrant, and have the child chew and eat them on an empty stomach."

The woman was skeptical, but she did as she was told, coaxing the child and feeding him roasted pumpkin seeds one by one.

The child's expression suddenly changed, and he clutched his stomach and began to groan.

The woman quickly took the child to the backyard and soon removed the roundworms.

A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

"A miracle doctor! He's truly a miracle doctor!"

"A few pumpkin seeds were enough to swat down that scary bug!"

"You're right! Look at that child's belly, it seems to have shrunk a bit!"

The woman was so excited that she became incoherent and took out a copper coin to hand to Chen Wen.

Chen Wen waved his hand, refusing to take it.

"One penny for the consultation fee, or you can go outside and shout ten times."

The woman looked at the copper coin in her hand, then at the child in her arms whose complexion seemed a little better, and hesitated for a moment.

That one penny might have been the only food her family needed for a meal of thin porridge.

Finally, she took back the copper coin and nodded vigorously:

"I'll shout! I'll go shout right now! Thank you, doctor! Thank you, kind sir!"

"Don't rush," Chen Wen said again. "The worms have been expelled, but the child's spleen and stomach are too weak, and they may recur later. I'll teach you a method of massaging and pinching the spine to strengthen the spleen and stomach."

As Chen Wen spoke, he began to teach the woman his techniques. His movements were slow but rhythmic, starting from the tailbone and moving down to the back of the neck.

The woman thanked them profusely, then, holding her now peacefully sleeping child, she walked to the entrance of the clinic and began to shout loudly:

"One-Cash Clinic, treatment costs only one cent! One-Cash Clinic..."

One voice after another, though hoarse, was filled with excitement and gratitude.

The crowd gathered at the entrance gasped in even greater amazement.

Looking at the woman's back, and then at Chen Wen inside the museum, his eyes were filled with awe and fervor.

in the crowd.

Ling Yunkai stared in disbelief, then tugged at Huang Feihong's sleeve and whispered:

"Master, his... his technique... and those pumpkin seeds... are they real? Could it be... that he hired someone to put on a show?"

Huang Feihong frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on Chen Wen, and slowly shook his head:

"It's not a charade. The child did indeed have severe malnutrition. Pumpkin seeds can expel roundworms, and this is recorded in ancient medical books, but ordinary doctors rarely use it. They usually use herbs like Quisqualis indica and Melia toosendan bark... but those are more expensive."

"His last set of spinal manipulation techniques, though seemingly simple, actually aligns with the principles of pediatric massage and guidance. It is specifically designed to invigorate the spleen's yang energy and eliminate stagnation, and it does indeed have some merit."

"Keep watching." Huang Feihong suppressed the turmoil in his heart and gestured for his disciples to be quiet.

Just then.

Among the onlookers, an elderly man with a hunched back shakily squeezed forward.

He squinted at Chen Wen:

"Doctor... I have a problem; I can't see anything clearly after dark. Is there any way to fix it?"

Chen Wen understood.

This is a typical case of night blindness, also known as 'night blindness'.

This condition is extremely common among the impoverished lower classes who lack oil and meat, and is caused by severe vitamin A deficiency.

"From now on, try to eat pork liver, or lamb liver, or chicken liver once every seven days."

"If you can't afford to buy them, there are other ways. Go to the riverbank or the field ridges to pick tender wolfberry leaves or wild spinach, and cook them into a soup."

The old night watchman was skeptical:

"Just...just this? And it can cure my blindness that happens when it gets dark?"

"If there's no improvement after half a month, come back to me." Chen Wen's tone was very certain. "If it still doesn't work by then, I'll pay for medicine to treat you."

The old watchman hurriedly and tremblingly took out a copper coin, solemnly placed it on Chen Wen's table, and then bowed deeply.

"Thank you, doctor! I'll go look for it by the river right away!"

After saying that, he quickly pushed through the crowd and left.

The entrance area immediately erupted in chaos!

"Did you hear that? If you can't see in the dark, eating pig liver will cure it!"

"If you don't have money for pig liver, you can forage for wild vegetables! And it's free!"

"This young doctor is amazing! He can cure any illness with the cheapest, or even free, methods!"

"A miracle doctor! A living Buddha!"

"Let me in! Doctor, please take a look at my chronic leg pain!"

"I was here first! I've been coughing for half a month!"

The crowd surged forward excitedly, all wanting to squeeze into the small clinic.

The scene quickly spiraled out of control, with deafening noise.

Just then.

Yan Zhendong, who had been standing guard by the door, suddenly took a big step forward, and the bluestone slabs under his feet seemed to tremble slightly.

His eyebrows shot up, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"queue!"

This voice was powerful and resonant, like a muffled thunderclap in mid-air, making people's eardrums buzz.

The surging crowd was intimidated by his imposing presence and immediately fell silent, their pushing and shoving ceasing.

however.

Just then.

With a soft "plop!"

Suddenly, an extremely loud and long fart came from the crowd.

The sound was exceptionally clear and abrupt in the sudden silence.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable odor quickly spread.

The faces of the people crowded at the door changed instantly. They instinctively covered their mouths and noses and retreated.

Inside the clinic.

Chen Wen couldn't help but raise his hand to fan his nose, his brows furrowing slightly.

The person who farted was a man in his thirties.

His face was flushed red, he was in pain and embarrassed, and he was on the verge of crying.

"I'm so sorry, doctor! I didn't mean to! I have diarrhea, I can't control it!"

Chen Wen sighed helplessly.

In that era, public health was extremely poor. People drank untreated water, food spoiled easily, and the hot and humid weather in the south made dysentery and diarrhea very common.

He quickly spoke:

"Go to the fields or roadsides and find a wild vegetable called purslane. I think you call it 'melon seed vegetable' in your area. Wash it clean and boil it to make a drink."

"If you still feel nauseous and want to vomit, find a piece of old ginger, crush it, squeeze out some juice, and add a few drops to the boiled purslane water, then drink it together."

The man felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He didn't care about his embarrassment anymore and quickly took out a coin from his pocket and threw it on the table.

Then, clutching his stomach with one hand and his back with the other, he quickly ran out of the crowd.

The crowd at the door was both amused and disgusted by the series of unexpected events, so they subconsciously took a few steps back.

The previously crowded entrance suddenly had a small space cleared up.

This retreat, however, made Huang Feihong and his companions, who had been standing in the crowd, stand out completely.

Chen Wen looked up and met Huang Feihong's gaze.

"Master Huang, you've arrived."

Chen Wen greeted her familiarly and nodded to Aunt Thirteen.

"I'm a bit busy here and can't entertain you."

"Please find a place to sit down, don't be shy."