Chapter 113, 114: The Start of Self-Salvation!

  He tied the rope well and leaned against the wall, inch by inch, sat on the ground, with his back tightly pressed against a roughly one-centimeter-thick plywood board.

  Some emergency talismans and tools were also placed around Xiao Hong, within arm's reach.

  He took out a pair of thin rubber gloves from a sealed plastic bag, put them on his hands, and Xiao Hong quickly activated the surgical knife's magic pattern. In an instant, a silver-gray energy blade appeared at Xiao Hong's fingertips, as thin as a cicada's wing.

  Gazing quietly at the energy blade on his fingertips, Xiao Hong's eyes moved slightly. In fact, surgery was something that could be left to other pharmacists, but Xiao Hong had had enough. If he wouldn't see her again in this lifetime, he didn't want to hear it, because every time he heard it, a layer of gloom would be left in his heart.

  Moreover, Xiao Hong was also uneasy about entrusting such matters to others, so he took it upon himself, even if it seemed a bit cruel.

  He took a few more deep breaths, then slowly picked up the soft wooden protective case beside him, put it in his mouth, and clamped it between his teeth. With two fingers holding the energy blade, he carefully approached his chest, hovering just above the skin.

  Xiao Hong hesitated a bit, after all he was just an ordinary eighteen-year-old youth who had not received any training. This method of holding the abacus and putting his own body at risk made Xiao Hong feel that if he showed even a little cowardice, it would be deceiving others.

  However, the next moment, Xiao Hong suddenly took a ruthless heart, held his breath, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes. The blade directly pierced into the skin, and fresh blood flowed out along the blade.

  Unable to help himself, Xiao Hong's body trembled slightly and a layer of sweat seeped out from his forehead.

  He didn't dare to hesitate, once the skin was broken, Xiao Hong knew very well that he had to finish as soon as possible. Otherwise, one is easy to let the wound come into contact with bacteria, and two is easy to lose too much blood.

  Fingers slowly exert force, every movement requires great courage and endurance of endless pain.

  A few seconds later, a wound about five centimeters long appeared on Xiao Hong's chest. A small, finger-thick purple line also appeared in front of Xiao Hong for the first time, bringing him endless pain and suffering.

  With a slightly trembling hand, Xiao Hong took the culture dish from beside him and placed it in front of the wound. Already drenched in sweat, he adjusted his breathing several times before using the tip of the surgical knife to carefully peel off the thick purple line that was as wide as a finger.

  As the lines were drawn out, Xiao Hong could once again feel the intense pain produced when the scalpel came into contact with the purple line, as if there was an extremely sensitive nerve attached to it that was connected to his own nerves.

  Looking at the purple line that had already been cut off to a finger's length, Xiao Hong made another ruthless move, using his magic tattoo knife to slash upwards!

  "Uh"

  His eyes widened involuntarily, and he couldn't help but make a sound. The piercing pain was like a knife to the bone, and in an instant, it spread from the purple line into his chest, and then from his chest to his whole body.

  Such pain, Xiao Hong had never experienced before, was almost completely unbearable for ordinary people, just like touching a decayed tooth's nerve, no, even stronger than that.

  However, despite this, Xiao Hong still gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. With a light flick of his wrist, he completely cut off a piece of purple thread about the size of a fingernail and put it into a culture dish.

  Although the pain was unbearable, Xiao Hong still tried to maintain his remaining calmness at this time. He retracted the surgical knife and quickly used his trembling hands to activate the disinfecting magic pattern, hemostatic magic pattern, and skin repair magic pattern, starting to clear and treat the wounds left by the surgery in a hurry.

  After more than ten minutes, with the wound fully healed, only a faint scar remained. Xiao Hong's body went limp, his arms hung down, and he leaned against the wall, panting heavily, like rain-soaked sweat, which had completely drenched Xiao Hong's clothes and hair. The remaining blood and sweat on his chest had mixed together.

  It looks just like a murder scene.

  After a while, Xiao Hong, who had slightly calmed down, spat out the wooden gag in his mouth and stretched out his hand to slowly untie the rope. Under the torment of pain and bleeding, he looked somewhat weak.

  With great effort, he got himself up, Hu Yin wiped the bloodstains on his chest a few times, and Xiao Hong picked up the culture dish and came to the desk.

  Looking at the center of the culture dish, that small piece of purple substance about the size of a fingernail, no one knew better than Xiao Hong how difficult it was to extract such a tiny sample.

  Once again using the microtome knife to cut a tiny piece from the sample, Xiao Hong placed it under the microtome microscope, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and began to carefully observe the basic information of the sample.

  However, at this time, Xiao Hong was surprised to find that the samples indeed carried their own generated neurons, with extremely strange cell morphology, like small sea urchins, and the cell walls were covered with long purple tentacles.

  He took off the blood-stained rubber gloves and casually threw them to one side, then Xiao Hong's expression turned serious as he picked up his notebook and began to record his findings.

  After a whole morning of observation, Xiao Hong made a clear discovery that these sea urchin-like cancer cells were more powerful than their own cells, attached to the blood vessel wall, devouring surrounding cells, including relatively strong vascular endothelial cells, just like carnivores and herbivores.

  This can cause holes in the blood vessel wall cells, leading to internal bleeding and other complications.

  Xiao Hong also gave this strange cell a very vivid name "Evil Wolf Cell".

  Xiao Hong can now do is to continuously analyze, study and experiment, find the characteristics of cancer cells that are different from their own cells, and then use these characteristics to kill these cancer cells while ensuring not harming their own cells.

  However, this is really difficult, and what makes Xiao Hong even more troublesome is that after years of erosion, the blood vessel walls arranged at his chest have become riddled with holes, and the places where the purple lines in his lungs pass through are also a mess.

  I suppose this is also the real reason why Tai Wu Cheng's chief pharmacist, Sang Hongyun, said "can't do anything about it".

  Feng Liu shifted his gaze away from the microscope, Xiao Hong let out a soft sigh and rubbed his hair with his hand, then scrubbed his face hard.

  This sigh, though light, fully reflected Xiao Hong's current mood - stern, helpless and a hint of despair.

  However, such a mentality was soon suppressed again by Xiao Hong, trying his best to maintain an optimistic attitude.

  At least you're still alive, aren't you? Xiao Hong was very clear that for people with terminal illnesses, their mental state is often crucial. If someone spends all day thinking about death, then even if they are alive, they are essentially dead inside. Staying optimistic and holding onto hope means everything still has a chance.

  Once you give up, it's as if everything has already come to an end.

  "There will be a way, definitely, as long as you don't give up, as long as you remain optimistic.", Xiao Hong repeatedly told himself in his heart, then he squeezed some nutrient solution into the culture dish cover, and then tightly sealed the culture dish containing the pathological specimen.

  This can make it survive longer and facilitate future research.

  He put on his clothes, tidied up the bloodstains and objects on the floor, then changed into a new set of clothes. He walked out of the bedroom, pretending nothing had happened, to see what Li Le had prepared for lunch. At the same time, he also handed over the whitening medicine that he had casually made yesterday with artificial perpetual ice.

  At the same time, he also put on a calm and collected demeanor again, Li Le and others couldn't find any trace of similarity with Xiao Hong's body, still peaceful, still indifferent, occasionally even making small jokes with people around him, trying to make the atmosphere in the front hall more relaxed.

  For his own illness, Xiao Hong tries not to think about it excessively in work or life, but only when he stops and thinks about the solution, just like cracking a super difficult problem that others think is impossible.

  While others, who knew Xiao Hong was ill, thought he seemed heartless and unfeeling, even though he had a terminal illness, his face showed no sadness. It's the same old saying: if someone is always thinking about death, then they are already dead.

  Sometimes, a smile is the strongest expression and optimism is the bravest attitude.

  After a whole afternoon of work, I finished all the previously accumulated reservations and it was already 10 o'clock in the evening.

  After eating something, Xiao Hong returned to the bedroom once again, continuing to study and analyze the disease samples, making slow progress.

  However, Xiao Hong did not have excessive anxiety. He was very clear that being overly anxious could lead to his own thinking falling into a misunderstanding or directly getting stuck in a dead end.

  As for the idea, Xiao Hong has already had a general outline, which is to think of ways to repair vascular endothelial cells, suppress internal bleeding as much as possible, and then find out the differences between cancer cells and normal cells, save normal cells while killing cancer cells.

  He locked the specimen in the drawer again, and Xiao Hong took out the cultivation method that Mu Xi'er had given him, starting to examine it carefully. Although he had already become a rider and achieved his short-term goal, Xiao Hong did not stop cultivating. The reason was that only by becoming stronger could he more effectively resist the strange disease within himself.

  Through the blood trial training method of Xiao Hong, it can be clearly seen that this training method is at least 6 to 7 times more efficient than pure breath training, and even better than applying the second-generation driving magic pattern.

  It can be said that this is the most needed thing for Xiao Hong, who has already reached the level of a master, and even includes the method of making Danwen. For Yao Lin, it can be said that this is a brand new technique, and it can even be called the breakthrough method for Xiao Hong to cure his own strange disease.

  What's more important is that Xiao Hong has already had a superficial understanding of Dan medicine, and having read many books, he can be said to have achieved twice the result with half the effort in making Wenden.

  Chapter 114: Blood Replenishing Pellet

  The book "Blood Test Training Method and Vein Dan" is not very thick, only twenty or so pages, so Xiao Hong, who reads extremely fast, finished reading it thoroughly in less than half an hour.

  Xiao Hong had already studied the Blood Trial Training Method and was familiar with its specific practices. As for the creation of the Dan, Xiao Hong also took a closer look.

  It's the perfect combination of magic threads and elixirs, causing the magic patterns carved on top to react with the material properties of the elixir, greatly enhancing the efficacy of the elixir itself.

  The difficulty and technical core lies in the production method of the carrier layer. The so-called carrier layer has a similar effect to the load stone, which is to carry the magic pattern. Ordinary dan medicine cannot be carved with magic patterns on it, either the dan medicine will shatter or the magic pattern liquid will directly penetrate into the dan medicine, unable to preserve, and even more impossible for the magic pattern to take effect.

  While the load layer is like a sugar coating wrapped on top of the dan medicine, it can be carved with a one-time magic pattern. This magic pattern is also special and will only combine with stomach acid to absorb the power inside the body and then start up.

  The method of making this layer is the core of Wonton and also a top secret, many people know Wonton but it's precisely because they can't make the wrapper that they can't catch up.

  Of course, at present, there are detailed introductions to the production methods and required materials of the load-bearing layer in "Blood Test Training Method and Wonton".

  It's clear that Xiao Hong can feel it, Mu Xi'er got this thing, and indeed wasted a lot of effort. But thinking back, as a big star, she has some connection with the Cologne Group, and her family is definitely not small, so casually splurging tens of thousands of gold to get something like this isn't difficult at all.

  This is something that belongs to Mu Xi'er, so Xiao Hong naturally treasures it even more and thoroughly masters everything inside, treating it with sincerity, which is also a kind of respect for Mu Xi'er.

  Once again, Xiao Hong carefully read through the knowledge about Wenden, then walked out of the bedroom and into the warehouse, where he rummaged through the materials. These not-so-valuable materials were mostly purchased by Li Le, with a wide variety to choose from.

  He took out the required materials and Xiao Hong returned to his bedroom, starting to learn how to make Dan.

  The manufacturing process is roughly divided into several steps, making the dan medicine, making the carrier layer, and covering it on top of the dan medicine. Then wait for the carrier layer to cool down, and make a relatively special magic pattern on top.

  For Xiao Hong, the most tedious thing was the production of the carrier layer. He designed more than twenty kinds of materials, although they were not precious, but almost every material needed a unique processing procedure to ensure that after the magic pattern took effect, it would dissolve and be digested by the digestive system in the first time.

  Perhaps it was the first time making a few somewhat unfamiliar, just a simple Danwen, Xiao Hong used up a whole hour.

  Looking at the palm-sized, pale green pill with fine red stripes on one side, Xiao Hong wiped the sweat from his forehead again. The difficult points had already been noted, but the complexity was really unbearable.

  Such a small pill basically involves no less than thirty kinds of materials.

  This experimental pill has a very simple effect, which is to nourish blood and Qi.

  Xiao Hong's self-surgery this morning consumed a lot of blood. Now the whole crew is making a blood-replenishing dan to test its effect.

  Without any further hesitation, after reconfirming that his concoction and the pill's properties were flawless, Xiao Hong directly popped the supplement into his mouth and swallowed it.

  A moment later, Xiao Hong only felt a sudden warmth in his stomach, and then this heat flowed through the blood vessels to all parts of the body. His originally cold hands and feet also had a warm feeling, and his pale face also showed a hint of redness. His chest suddenly felt fuller too.

  "Uh-huh"

  Unable to help it, Xiao Hong let out a sound similar to a belch, and his body, which had been somewhat weakened by the surgery in the morning and the intense work in the afternoon, suddenly felt greatly relieved, feeling warm and extremely comfortable.

  The single grain of Dan just now doesn't count as time spent, and in terms of materials, the total value is less than 3 silver coins.

  "Good stuff." Xiao Hong glanced at the book on tattooing next to the table and muttered to himself.

  He glanced at the time, it was almost midnight, but Xiao Hong didn't have any intention of resting. He sat cross-legged on his bed and for the first time tried using the Blood Trial Training Method to increase his internal Qi.

  As mentioned earlier, the Blood Trial Cultivation Method is to infuse the body's internal energy into the blood, and with the continuous circulation of the blood, achieve the effect of enhancing one's internal energy. In simpler terms, if we compare the blood in the body to countless rivers, then this Blood Trial training method is like a hydraulic force that enhances one's internal energy through the rapid impact of the blood.

  The more proficient the control, the more power is infused into each blood vessel, and the better the effect. This time, Xiao Hong's precise control was put to use again. Of course, this method also consumes a lot of power. After just one hour, Xiao Hong had increased his power by 10 units, which was quite good compared to the usual breathing training method. However, in order to increase these 10 units of power, Xiao Hong had consumed 300 units of power.

  Obviously in order to improve, excessive consumption of spiritual energy has more or less become a drawback of the Blood Trial Training Method. Instinctively, Xiao Hong began thinking of ways to improve it.

  However, since it's only the first day of formal contact with blood trial training method, wanting to come up with a good solution like Xiang Mo Yun right away is not very realistic, can only gradually explore and see.

  Before he knew it, the time had come to the second day. At 9 o'clock in the morning, Xiao Hong got up from bed and rubbed his eyes, not knowing whether it was the effect of last night's Blood Dan that made him sleep exceptionally sweetly.

  He glanced at the time and Xiao Hong also knew that today was the day when the Xizhen Magic Academy Branch School reported. According to Principal Cheng Shaoyong's previous promise, he didn't have to go, but thinking about it again, not going seemed really impossible. The school had started at the beginning of the month, and even the classroom doors opened on that side, which was quite ridiculous.

  Thinking of this, Xiao Hong still plans to take a look around, it won't waste much time, just hoping that the Western Jin Magic Academy branch really has professors with real talent and learning as previously said.

  He simply picked out a decent set of clothes, put them on, and then grabbed his gear before walking out of the bedroom.

  As soon as Xiao Hong arrived in the front hall, he could clearly see an old customer constantly admiring himself in the mirror with a look of surprise on his face.

  "Wow, I didn't expect it! The whitening effect of this medicine is even better than before!", said the old customer to Li Le who was standing beside him.

  "This is because our boss has recently made some improvements to the whitening medicine, C. Li Le smiled and said that he was already familiar with receiving guests."

  Xiao Hong's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this, but in his heart he was muttering to himself: "With the addition of artificial millennium ice, shouldn't the effect be enhanced? If evaluated from a normal perspective, this would absolutely be considered an extremely foolish move."

  A piece of frost ice the size of a bean, worth enough to make ordinary people look up in awe, yet Xiao Hong applied this kind of substance to a beauty whitening tattoo that was only worth a few gold coins. Isn't this being extravagant?

  It's like installing a brand-new Tier 5 engine enchantment on a third or fourth-hand broken-down carriage.

  But for Xiao Hong, it was completely different. The artificial millennium ice was virtually limitless to him, as long as he had the power and water, that was enough.

  Without lingering in the foyer for too long, Xiao Hong walked out of Da Hong Mei's residence and got into a taxi with a magical license plate before heading straight to Xi Jin Magical Academy.

  Before, Xiao Hong had some understanding of Xijin Mo Wen branch school. The campus is located in the central area of Xijin Mo Wen Academy, surrounded by the vast Xijin Mo Wen Academy on all sides. The teaching quality is said to be very good, but it's a pity that it's suppressed by Xijin Mo Wen Academy, and the source of students is quite miserable.

  When Xiao Hong's taxi arrived near the Western Magic Academy, Xiao Hong's expression changed slightly. Suddenly, there were many more security personnel on the street, and magic police cars were lined up three by five, becoming increasingly dense as they approached the Western Magic Academy.

  At first, regarding this situation, it was somewhat unexpected, but after careful consideration, Xiao Hong felt relieved. Today is only three days away from Luo Xue Ning's official move into the Western Magic Academy, and since the appearance of the masked man, the security here has naturally become much stricter. If something were to happen to Luo Xue Ning, it would be a huge trouble, but in Xiao Hong's view, it was still the same phrase - all this seemed to have nothing to do with him. Currently, Xiao Hong is only interested in two things: making progress in his studies and curing his own illness.

  Arriving at the entrance of Xijin Mofeng Academy, there are now at least three times more guards than before. Entering and exiting is no longer as casual as it used to be, but rather requires strict inspection.

  Xiao Hong, who walked down from the taxi, was naturally no exception and was directly blocked by the guard.

  Xiao Hong saw this and didn't have much of a reaction, directly taking out his identity seal and handing it over to the guard blocking him.

  Shougu took over Xiao Hong's identity tattoo, scanned it on the instrument, and the information came out. Xizhen Magic Tattoo Branch School, freshman, special privilege student C

  Xiao Hong slightly raised an eyebrow at the data on the instrument, his expression calm. It seemed that Cheng Shao Yong was still quite credible after all.

  "Privileged student of the branch school? The guard looked at Xiao Hong up and down, wearing ordinary clothes and having an average appearance. He really couldn't see the temperament of a privileged student in him. In his eyes, privileged students were either extremely wealthy or exceptionally capable, but Xiao Hong seemed to have neither of these two points."

  Xiao Hong naturally noticed the guard's abnormality, and without saying much, he randomly took out his own Ta Wu City medical license from his pocket again, on which was clearly marked "Da Hong Mei's Medical Practice".

  Since this is Xizhimen District, Dahongmei's reputation has not been widely known here, but the guardian still has some ears.