The meaning of ten thousand strings of coins

"Quickly, find the Prefect!"

"Bring Wang Er Ermazi here too!"

"And there's also the legendary doctor Jiang!"

"Has Zhao Liang gone mad?"

In a short time, chaos erupted in the dining room.

Zhang Shu was bleeding profusely, while Zhao Liang lay on the ground with his eyes rolled back.

Many minor officials and servants from the prefectural government shouted, some helping others up, others rushing to find Wen Weng, some carefully removing Zhao Liang's long sword, and still others vigorously massaging Zhao Liang.

"The Northern Border Military Region's Supreme Purity True Technique specializes in treating external injuries; we'll need your skills to heal us!"

Dong Zhongshu did not move. He kept his eyes on Zhang Shu and Zhao Liang in the center of the chaos, and then pointed to Zhang Xuezhou.

"It shouldn't be a big problem!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

Of his many Technique Method, the Supreme Purity True Technique was used the most and was also his Technique Method.

"But there were too many people surrounding them, and Master Dong had to ask them to give them a place to hide!"

Looking at the chaotic crowd, Zhang Xuezhou felt that even Zhang Shu was difficult to see clearly.

He stood up and stood on tiptoe to see Zhang Shu clutching his wound with his left hand. Two other people loosened their belts and tightened them around Zhang Shu's shoulders to reduce blood loss.

"Make way, everyone! Make way for the sorcerer who's casting a healing spell!"

Dong Zhongshu was an official sent to Shu Commandery by the imperial court. Although he could not directly govern the minor officials in Shu Commandery, Dong Zhongshu undoubtedly had high prestige.

Zhang Xuezhou's shouts were useless; Dong Zhongshu's few words brought the situation under temporary control.

Then, some minor officials and onlookers moved aside, revealing Zhang Shu in the center.

"Erudite Dong, Brother Zhang!"

Pale-faced and clutching his wound, Zhang Shu couldn't help but feel that he had suffered a terrible misfortune today, enduring this undeserved calamity.

He didn't die in the jaws of the Bashe, but he was severely harmed by Zhao Liang.

The opponent's sword struck his shoulder blade, nearly crippling his left hand.

Even with medical treatment, such an injury would take at least several months, or even years, to recover, and would inevitably cause a decline in his strength.

Upon hearing Dong Zhongshu's voice, Zhang Shucai vaguely remembered a cultivator in Shu County who possessed healing Technique Method.

But Zhang Shu really didn't have much confidence in Zhang Xuezhou.

Firstly, he had never seen Zhang Xuezhou perform magic.

Secondly, while Zhao Liang needed treatment, Zhang Xuezhou fell into the water and almost drowned. He was unconscious for seven days before regaining consciousness in the last two days.

It's no surprise that Zhang Shu felt a little uneasy about encountering such a cultivator.

However, Wang Er and Doctor Jiang could not arrive at the prefectural government office in a short time, and he could not go to the pharmacy on Ju'an Street. If Zhang Xuezhou could use his magic to alleviate his injuries, Zhang Shu thought that would be a good thing.

"We'll have to trouble you again, Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Shu's lips twitched slightly. The pain from being slashed in the shoulder blade by the longsword made his mouth crooked, but only a few seconds later, the pain in his shoulder subsided considerably.

He saw Zhang Xuezhou press down on his shoulder, and the continuous gushing blood quickly slowed down.

After a few seconds, the stinging pain from the sword wound subsided.

"Let go of my hand, lest you pull on the scab!"

The Supreme Purity True Technique's speed in forcibly healing injuries is indeed very fast. With the added benefits of the True Spirit Realm cultivation and even the influence of the Mental Strengthening Chapter, the healing effect of this technique on external injuries is almost visible to the naked eye.

"The injury has healed so quickly?"

Standing behind Zhang Xuezhou, Dong Zhongshu also witnessed Zhang Xuezhou performing his magic for the first time.

As a master of the art, Dong Zhongshu felt that Zhang Xuezhou's healing technique was executed with unparalleled skill, and its effectiveness was eight times greater than anything he had heard of before.

The military medical capabilities of the military region in administering the treatment are far less advanced than that.

If a soldier could recover from a single blow and resume attacking within seconds, the Great Han army, equipped with multiple medics, would practically be an immortal army.

But the actual situation is far different.

The Northern Border Military Region has few people skilled in treating injuries, and the treatment using the Supreme Purity True Technique mainly focuses on stabilizing the injuries before using herbal ointments for recovery.

This is not to say that no one could perform the Supreme Purity True Technique better than Zhang Xuezhou, but rather that Zhang Xuezhou's technique was strange and different from that of a normal military doctor.

The strange thing is that the healing level of this Taiqingzhen Supreme Purity True Technique is very high, and it should not be something that a cultivator of Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation level could release.

If Dong Zhongshu were to estimate, this would require at least a cultivator at the Consciousness Creation Realm, or even the Divine Ability Realm, to possess such powerful healing abilities.

Dong Zhongshu was slightly surprised, and Zhang Shu, who was undergoing the procedure, stared wide-eyed.

"The pain has stopped, the bleeding has stopped, a scab has formed, and my wound is actually healing!"

After releasing two consecutive Supreme Purity True Technique, Zhang Shu's almost bone-revealing sword wound disappeared by more than half. Not only did the bleeding stop, but the cut muscle also scabbed over and healed.

A tingling, itchy sensation washed over Zhang Shu, and he felt that his injuries, which had required several months of rest, had mostly healed.

"The forced healing Technique Method drained your Blood Qi. You need to eat more meat or nourish your Qi and Blood!"

Zhang Xuezhou stopped the technique in his hand and also instructed Zhang Shu to eat more beef and mutton in the next few days to avoid feeling weak.

"Incredible! Master Zhang, your technique is truly amazing!"

It is common for thousands of people to be wounded in a battle, and there are not many military doctors who can perform healing techniques. These doctors will first treat important personnel in the military region.

Zhang Shu had never served in the military, and even within the military region, there were not many soldiers who received severe medical treatment.

This was the first time he had witnessed the healing effects of the Supreme Purity True Technique, and he truly felt the wonder of this healing art.

If it weren't for the lingering pain and weakness in his body, he would almost have thought it was a dream.

He slightly twisted his shoulder, and the still slightly sore shoulder gave a real response, but this response delighted Zhang Shu.

His shoulder is back.

His injuries went from severe to minor only after surgical treatment. He only needs a few days of rest, and his injuries will definitely heal 90% of the time.

"Many thanks to Brother Zhang for saving my life!"

Zhang Shu bowed respectfully.

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou had miraculously resolved his serious injuries, which could have had lasting consequences, it was no exaggeration to say that he had saved his life. Zhang Shu's face inexplicably showed a hint of respect.

Why are you being so polite?

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

Since his debut, he has treated this person and that person, and he himself has been treated by others, but neither Zhang Xuezhou nor those treated by Zhang Xuezhou have ever bowed to him with such respect.

For Zhang Xuezhou, performing the Taiqing Supreme Purity True Technique was a simple matter, requiring only a small amount of Law Power.

He felt this was no big deal; any normal person with the ability would have done it.

It's quite normal for him to be saved; it's natural for people to lend a hand when they both need something and know each other.

For example, when Dong Zhongshu, Wen Weng, and others pulled him out of the water and used the eye of the Bashe (a mythical snake) as bait, Zhang Xuezhou did not hesitate at all.

Even though the Eye of the Bashe was of great significance to Zhang Xuezhou, this was still the case.

He felt that such things were normal in their interactions, and that Zhang Xuezhou would find it unbearable to go on and on with polite formalities.

Seeing that Zhang Shu was going to hold a thank-you banquet, Zhang Xuezhou felt a headache coming on.

His current focus is on making money; he has no intention of participating in any thank-you banquet.

"There's no rush for the banquet!" Zhang Xuezhou declined.

"This is a life-saving grace, how can we not hurry?" Zhang Shu said anxiously, "If we delay for several days and word gets out, won't I, Zhang Shu, be laughed at as an ungrateful person?"

"That's just a spell!" Zhang Xuezhou said.

"This is no ordinary technique; this is a life-saving technique!" Zhang Shu said.

"But Prefect Wen and Erudite Dong also frequently performed their techniques, some of which were life-saving and helped to ward off danger," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"That's different," Zhang Shudao said. "How can the art of saving lives be the same as the art of striking? Just like a doctor and someone like me, our abilities are different, the things we do are different, the sacrifices we make are different, and the rewards we receive are different!"

When Zhang Shu persisted, the onlookers echoed his sentiments.

This made Zhang Xuezhou feel that social interactions were extremely troublesome.

"I'm busy earning money to support my family... Sigh, look at Zhao Liang!"

There were two groups of onlookers in the dining room: one group was watching Zhang Shu, and the other group was watching Zhao Liang.

Zhang Xuezhou eventually had to divert attention elsewhere, which reduced Zhang Shu's enthusiasm somewhat.

"Master Zhang, can your technique cure Zhao Liang? I feel like he's gone mad. He just stabbed me with his sword, completely forgetting our friendship," Zhang Shu pleaded. "If you can save Zhao Liang, we'll have a feast together!"

"I just used my magic to remove the internal injuries from your punches, but my magic can't cure madness!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that his abilities were limited.

"It's a pity that the Zhao family is so wealthy, yet Zhao Liang has gone mad. How will he inherit Master Zhao's mantle...?"

When Zhang Shu's murmur of regret reached Zhang Xuezhou, he felt a jolt of energy.

He couldn't hear any other words; all he could hear were the words "vast wealth."

One string is one thousand and a half taels of silver, and ten thousand strings is ten million and a half taels of silver.

A pig is worth about 300 and a half taels of silver.

In other words, the Zhao family's assets are worth at least 30,000 to 40,000 pigs, or enough to buy the medicinal materials for 120,000 doses of Grain Avoidance powder.

While both working as minor officials in the prefectural governor's office, Zhang Xuezhou never imagined that a hidden tycoon was among them.