Chapter 123 The director of the anorectal department knows how to use a gun, which makes sense “Great shooting skills!!” Du Ruo praised loudly. This was one of the rare times that Du Ruo sincerely praised Shi Dong's marksmanship. Du Ruo had seen Wang Lang's two-handed swordsmanship and mantis hands, and had also seen the Tibetan martial arts of the lama in the snow region, but he had never seen such sincere praise. The basis of Wang Lang's two-handed swordsmanship is still the Mantis Fist. Although the Mantis Fist is fast, it is not so pure. The Lama’s Tibetan martial arts are also very powerful, but what is more important is that the Lama himself has cultivated both internal and external skills, which makes the moves he performs so powerful. Only Shi Dong's move just now made Du Ruo sincerely praise his spear skills. Classical military spearmanship consists of a simple movement that is repeated endlessly. There is no routine, no basic training, no meditation, breathing control, etc. That one movement is all there is to spearmanship. If you want to reflect the quality of marksmanship, you can only look at its fundamentals. The essence of marksmanship is to kill people, and military marksmanship is even more so. Moreover, the simpler the marksmanship, the purer it is. Therefore, the goals to be pursued are only the three most basic ones: "fast, accurate, and ruthless." As long as you stab the gun into the enemy's heart, throat, or head before the enemy can react, you win and can retract the gun and repeat the next action to reap the harvest on the battlefield.
And Shi Dong's shot just now was amazing enough. The gun was three meters long, and the cigarette butt was five meters away. Shi Dong's instantaneous thrust was able to extinguish the fireworks five meters away. With just this one move, this military gun technique could reap the enemy's life on the battlefield. He can also kill an enemy with one strike, that's why it is said that military gun skills have a strong murderous aura. There is nothing fancy about it, it is simply a gun technique for taking lives. It is obvious that Shi Dong has already mastered it to perfection. "Hahahaha, you're too kind. I'm just an oil seller." After hearing Du Ruo's praise, Shi Dong laughed from the bottom of his heart. Of course, it was a good feeling to be recognized by others, but at the same time he also said modestly, "The oil seller is just a man of practice." "Have you ever practiced this?" Du Ruo was a little curious. "How can I do this? I just practice this. I can't always carry a gun on my back. I did think about it when I was young, but unfortunately I'm a medical student and I spend most of my time studying. I don't have the chance to do it. As I get older, I don't think about it anymore. Now I just do it to exercise my body, as a pastime." After Shi Dong finished speaking, he looked at the time, then inserted the more than three-meter-long spear into the corner of the wall. The spear was placed on the corner of the rooftop like an inconspicuous stick. "If Doctor Shi wants to exchange martial arts, or want to learn some martial arts, you can come to Yangjia Village. I opened a homestay here and I spend most of my time there. We can exchange ideas." Du Ruo saw that the other party seemed to be about to go to work, so he didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned sideways with a smile and took the initiative to extend an invitation. "Is that so? That's great. I'm quite excited to hear you say that, but can you show me? I've never seen anyone else practice martial arts." Shi Dong smiled, as if there was still some time, and wanted to let Du Ruo show it as well. "Okay, then I'll show you my marksmanship too." Du Ruo nodded, then walked to the place where Shi Dong had just stood. Without taking the gun, he started with a Xingyi Three-Body Stance. There was no unnecessary movement from Du Ruo. He just twisted his right hand and punched out at Du Ruo in front of him. It was the Xingyi drilling punch, and the punch was silent and without any sound. Then Du Ruo retracted his fist and took a step forward. At the same time, he slammed his fist upwards with great momentum. The fist struck from bottom to top, which was the Xingyi Cannon Fist. Then, Du Ruo performed the Xingyi Five Elements Boxing. He did not perform a routine, but punched one by one, using the drill, cannon, horizontal, chop, and collapse moves. In the eyes of ordinary people, what Du Ruo was performing was the Five Elements Fist, but because he was talking about gun techniques, Shi Dong automatically thought that there was a gun in Du Ruo's hand, so he knew at a glance that what Du Ruo was performing was boxing, but in fact, what he was demonstrating was a complete gun technique. The drilling punch is like pointing a gun, the cannon punch is like picking a gun, the horizontal punch is like a horizontal gun, the chopping punch is like chopping a gun, and the collapsing punch is like stabbing a gun.
"That's amazing! I never thought that shooting could be like this." Shi Dong's eyes lit up, and almost subconsciously, he took a horse stance, holding the gun in his hand as he usually practiced, and then took a step forward and punched out. This punch was exactly the same as his usual practice of shooting with a spear, but it had some of the momentum of Du Ruo's punch. "I will definitely come and talk to you some other day. Okay, I'll leave now. I still have an operation to perform." After Shi Dong finished boxing, he looked at his fist with some joy, then bowed to Du Ruo, looked at the time, put on the white coat hanging beside him, and then hurried downstairs. Shi Dong, wearing a white coat, showed off his muscular body and looked gentle and refined. Du Ruo looked at Shi Dong who was in a hurry and also went downstairs. It was the first time that he took the initiative to communicate martial arts with others. If the other party was willing to learn boxing, Du Ruo would teach him without hesitation. Qiangzi wanted to learn because his personality was not suitable for learning boxing. It would be easy to make mistakes after learning, especially if he only learned boxing. So no matter how the other party begged, Du Ruo would not teach him how to fight. But Shi Dong is different. He is a person who uses martial arts purely for entertainment. He also practices military spearmanship. Learning boxing may be able to neutralize the murderous aura of military spearmanship, which may be better for Shi Dong. Du Ruo walked in the hospital corridor and decided to make an appointment for a test to see if he was poisoned. While waiting in line to have blood drawn, Du Ruo glanced around out of boredom. There were actually several personal profiles hung on the wall of the hospital, and one of them made Du Ruo recognize at a glance that it was Shi Dong, whom he had just separated from. Shi Dong: Director of the Anorectal Department. Of course there was a series of introductions, but the ones that attracted Du Ruo the most were the last five words. "It doesn't seem out of place for the director of the anorectal department to practice classical military spearmanship." Du Ruo smiled. The Shi Dong in the introduction and the Shi Dong on the rooftop overlapped in Du Ruo's mind, and she didn't seem to feel out of place at all. In fact, this is the current situation in the martial arts world. There are still many people who practice martial arts, and they have all inherited the art. Many people practice it day after day, but not all of them are engaged in related industries. Except for a small number of people who do live broadcasts to teach apprentices, more have already integrated into various walks of life. Learning martial arts is just their interest. When Shi Dong picked up the scalpel, no one would associate him with the Shi Dong who extinguished his cigarette five meters away on the rooftop. Just like the lama in the snowy area, he looked old and thin, and no one could put him together with the master of grappling who was proficient in both internal and external skills. So it seems reasonable that Qiangzi has never seen anyone around him who knows martial arts. Sometimes, if you don’t learn martial arts, you will be surrounded by ordinary people. Once you practice martial arts, you will find out: "Oh, it turns out that the director who just gave me a finger examination with his hands is actually an expert in gun skills." After drawing blood, Du Ruo walked towards the inpatient department. Yang Chenguang and his uncle had already been admitted. "How to say?" Du Ruo found Yang Chenguang's bed. He was in the same ward with his uncle, who was lying on his side with an IV drip on his body and his hand on his stomach. There was a trash can next to him. Yang Chenguang's wife was sitting next to them, taking pictures of them with her phone. "You're here." Yang Chenguang's wife looked Du Ruo up and down, and seeing that he showed no signs of poisoning, she nodded and continued: "They discovered it in time, and the two people induced vomiting successfully. The mushrooms themselves are not very powerful and did not cause any damage to the body. They will be hospitalized for a day for observation. If there is no problem, they can be discharged tomorrow. They can also stay in the hospital for another three to five days. After three to five days, they will be completely cured. They cannot drive or drink during these few days." "Oh, that's good. You stay with me. I'll go find the doctor to check the results." Du Ruo smiled and said, as long as he was okay, there was someone to take care of Yang Chenguang anyway. Du Ruo went out to buy some fruits and sent them to the ward, and then went to get the test results. "Do you have any symptoms? Nausea, vomiting, dizziness, auditory hallucinations, etc." The doctor looked at the list in his hand and began to ask Du Ruo.
"No, it's the same as before." "Well, you and the two people who brought it here today are eating the same mushrooms, right?" "Yes, I sent the younger one over." "Okay, then you're fine. You should have a good immune system. You exercise regularly, right? You're in good health. The examination showed no problems. Don't eat unfamiliar mushrooms when you go back. Fortunately, the toxicity is low this time. Pay more attention these days, drink plenty of water, and come to the hospital if you feel unwell." The doctor returned the prescription to Du Ruo without prescribing any medicine and asked Du Ruo to go back. Du Ruo was not surprised by the result. The reason he checked was because he was worried. Since everything was fine now and Yang Chenguang had someone to take care of him, Du Ruo simply drove home. "Son, where are you going to travel now? I'm going to play cards today, and I heard from some sisters that they want to go to Thailand. What's fun in this foreign country?" At the dinner table, my mother served Du Ruo a bowl of soup and said something unintentionally. "Well, there really isn't much fun abroad." Du Ruo replied casually. He always felt that there was nothing good abroad. If you were young, it would be fine to go out and see the world, but there was no need to go through the trouble like his mother. "Yeah, home is still the best." My mother's expression didn't change at all as she spoke, but her eyes inevitably became a little duller. "Mom, if you want to go out and play, I still suggest you go domestically, to places like the beach or Sanya. The weather is comfortable now, and you can also go there to eat seafood. You can also go to the snowy area, the scenery there is beautiful, but I still recommend you go to Kyoto first. Dad and Mom, you haven't been to Tiananmen Square yet, it would be nice to go and watch the flag-raising ceremony and climb the Great Wall." Du Ruo was just talking casually at first, after all, it was just a casual chat over a meal, but Du Ruo immediately noticed the sadness in his mother's expression. Thinking that his parents seemed to have stayed at home all their lives and had rarely traveled, he quickly and seriously recommended it to his mother. (End of this chapter)