Chapter 621 Old Man
"My lord..."
Yu Ji, who had been limping behind Fang Yu since he left the Huang Mansion, suddenly spoke.
"What's the matter?" Fang Yu was in a good mood and asked without looking back.
Yu Ji lowered his head: "...it's us who are holding you back."
They are here to assist the new minister, not to hold him back.
As a professional combatant, he did not play much role in the battle and was rescued by Fang Yu. This was a blow to Yu Ji's dignity.
He may not be as powerful as the minister, but he cannot hold him back.
Lu Qiaochun also looked at Fang Yu apologetically. Her condition was better. After all, she was just besieged by a large number of low-level warriors, and her bloodline was much healthier than that of Yu Ji.
"It's just a little accident. Why, you want to back out? Today, we will be very busy."
Fang Yu said with a smile.
These words made Yu Ji and the two look at each other. They did intend to retreat, but since Fang Yu said so, they gritted their teeth and they had to keep up with the pace of the new minister!
"Sir! Where is the next target!"
"Sir, we can still fight!"
The next target? The next goal is naturally...
Fang Yu looked into the distance. There was a high-temperature neighborhood with billowing steam. Thunder City's famous forging workshop specializes in forging weapons!
……
Anfu.
"Thank you so much, Doctor Ding, for coming to see me...cough, cough, cough!"
Ye Danshan stood up to thank him, but couldn't help but cover his mouth with a handkerchief and cough a few times.
Spreading out the handkerchief, it was already a bright red.
“Miss?!”
Xueyunting, who had just come in with the cooked medicinal soup, was shocked when he saw this scene.
Hurryly put down the medicinal soup and went up to take care of Ye Danshan.
"I'm fine..."
Monk Quan Heng frowned slightly as he looked at Ye Danshan, whose condition was much worse than when he left.
His eyes turned to Ding Hui, who opened the lid of the pot containing the medicinal soup without permission.
I saw Ding Hui, stretched out his hand to make a fan-like shape, fanned the smell of the medicinal soup to the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully, then stretched out a finger, lightly dipped a little of the medicinal soup, and put it in He took a sip in his mouth, and then poured the steaming hot medicinal soup that Xueyunting had finally prepared with great difficulty, directly onto the ground.
Zizzizi!
The medicinal soup was poured onto the ground, instantly attracting the attention of the maid Xueyunting.
"What are you doing!"
Xueyunting was anxious at that time.
She cooked this medicinal soup for two full hours based on the medicinal materials and methods provided by Anfu's doctors!
Although the lady's illness has not been cured, her condition will get better every time she drinks it.
Seeing that the young lady was coughing up blood, Xueyunting wished he could give her some cold medicine to drink, but Ding Hui even knocked her to the ground!
His body was shaking with anger, but Ye Danshan grabbed his wrist.
“Don’t mess around!”
After appeasing Xueyunting, Ye Danshan looked at Ding Hui.
“Doctor Ding, is there anything wrong with this decoction?”
This is the first doctor they met when they entered the city, and he is actually the most likely to cure them in the entire Thunder City. Good physician of her disease!
It's a pity that she missed the opportunity at that time. When she arrived in Anfu, she was restricted everywhere and her condition worsened again and again.
“No.”
Facing Ye Danshan’s question, Ding Hui answered quickly without any hesitation.
"Then why did you pour the medicine!"
Xueyunting was so angry that he couldn't help but ask on behalf of his lady.
Ding Hui looked at the two women coldly.
“Because if you drink any more, your young lady will definitely die.”
“Amitabha.”
Monk Quan Heng also stood up from his seat at this time and said, He bowed to Ding Hui and said, "Also, please give me a favor, Master Ding, to save this poor man's life. I am merciful..."
Before Monk Quan Heng finished speaking, Ding Hui interrupted.
"You, Buddha, have nothing to do with me, but considering the friendship between my husband and the master, I will save this person."
"That's good, that's good!"
Monk Quan Heng revealed his appearance A happy smile.
No matter what the reason is, as long as you save people, that is enough.
Ding Hui pointed at the soup scattered all over the ground and continued.
"The doctors in Anfu are capable, but they are only capable. The decoction they have prepared can suppress your condition for a while, but a person's tolerance for medicine has its limit. If you don't Change the combination of medicinal materials in the decoction in time. After a while, this decoction will have no effect on you."
"But as I said, the doctors in Anfu are capable. Judging from the condition of your condition, you have been able to survive to this day, and the ingredients of the decoction should have been changed several times, but after all, it is only a way to delay death. Sooner or later, the disease will break out, and it will only gradually break out. When you are waiting to die, you will experience a wave of extremely painful illness, and then suddenly die suddenly."
"Look at the medicinal ingredients of this decoction, both in terms of quantity and medicinal properties, have become more and more intense. It's heavy, which means that they can't hold you down anymore because of your physical condition. I'm afraid it won't be long before you hit the road."
Ding Hui's words frightened the maid Xueyunting. Afraid again!
Because what Ding Hui said completely corresponded to what she quietly investigated.
The prescriptions given by doctors were replaced with new ones every other day.
At first, Xueyunting thought that the doctors in Anfu were constantly adjusting their medications to find the best way to treat the disease.
As a result, when she took the prescriptions given by the doctors and went to the warehouse to ask for the medicinal materials, the person in charge's expression changed inexplicably when he saw the prescriptions.
That kind of performance is not even like saying that the medicinal materials I want are too precious, but more like the medicinal materials I want are too amazing.
Xueyunting secretly inquired with someone in private, and found out that there were several medicinal materials in the prescription, which were highly poisonous. If ordinary people took them, they would definitely die. Conventional treatment methods were almost impossible. If you know how to use it, you will only use powerful medicines on people who are dying and have untreatable diseases!
Although Xueyunting was comforting himself that the young lady's condition must be special and that's why she took such heavy medicine, he really didn't dare to mention this matter to the young lady at all.
Compared with Xueyunting's shock and fear, Yedanshan's reaction was much calmer and calmer.
You know your own body.
Ye Danshan had vaguely felt before that every time he took the medicine, his body got better, but it didn't last long. He often started to suffer from violent backlash in the middle of the night, and he was in pain.
Recently, this kind of backlash occurred almost at noon after taking the decoction, and the backlash symptoms began at sunset, so she went to bed early these days, fearing that Xueyunting would discover her physical condition. It was getting worse and worse, and it was almost unbearable, which only made them more worried.
Life or death was a matter of fate. Coming to Thunder City was a last-ditch effort. If it was really hopeless, she would admit it.
The appearance of Ding Hui gave Ye Danshan some hope.
“Doctor Ding, I wonder if you can find a way to cure my disease?”
As Ye Danshan spoke with hope, everyone’s eyes fell on On Ding Hui.
“Well, it depends on whether Master Quanheng gives you face or not.”
What does this have to do with Master Quanheng?
The two ladies from Ye Danshan looked at Monk Quan Heng in confusion, only to see the latter nodding slowly.
"I will definitely find a way to do what donor Ding mentioned on the way!"
"Okay!"
After a pause, Ding Hui said: "If you want to cure It's not difficult to cure your illness. I just have some ideas at hand that I want to try. If you are willing to accept my treatment, then believe me, your illness will definitely be cured by me and you will definitely survive. At most, there may be some physical changes.”
Body... changes?
Yedanshan and Xueyunting tilted their heads slightly, a little confused. "What is... the appearance? Will it be disfigured?"
Ye Danshan touched his face and said worriedly.
“You can understand it this way, it’s almost the same meaning.”
Ding Hui smiled slyly, and the monk Quan Heng next to him said "Amitabha", and the whole audience did not participate in any discussion.
Xue Yunting wanted to object, but looking at the young lady who loved her sisters, she had to admit that she was more able to accept the consequences of the young lady's disfigurement than death.
Human life is more important than anything else.
"A human skin is just a red and pink skull. Please ask Divine Doctor Ding to save my life!"
Ye Danshan also figured it out and knelt down to salute.
Xueyunting also quickly knelt down towards Ding Hui.
“It’s easy to talk about.”
Ding Hui agreed with a smile, then sat down and started writing the prescription.
She is now worth a lot of money. She got a lot of good things from Song Zhenrong and Yijun, so there are not many medicinal materials that are needed now, so it only took a while to write down the requirements.
Xue Yunting stretched his neck to see what medicinal materials were written in the prescription, but after Ding Hui finished writing the prescription, he handed it over to Monk Quan Heng.
"Let's see if the Anfu will give you the medicinal materials. If not, send them to me. I still have enough medicinal materials."
Ye Danshan and Xueyunting saw this and looked at each other. One glance and silence fell.
Their current situation in Anfu is quite embarrassing. They are almost treated as prisoners. However, in terms of medical treatment, Anfu has given great support. As long as the doctor prescribes precious medicinal materials, they are willing to give them. Take it out of the warehouse and give it to them.
But that was the prescription given by the doctor of Anfu. Now that Ding Hui has written the prescription, Anfu may not necessarily accept it.
But if Master Quan Heng went to Anfu to ask for medicinal materials, the situation might be different.
"I, I can exchange the prescription given by Dr. Anfu with the prescription given by Divine Doctor Ding. Anyway, the warehouse only looks at the ingredients required for the prescription, and Anfu should not be able to find out."
< br>Xueyunting weakly proposed an idea, but after everyone present glanced at her, they didn't even have the intention to continue the discussion and just ignored it.
"I will come up with a solution for the medicinal materials. In Anfu, my words are still of some use."
Monk Quan Heng said in a low voice.
"That's good, then..." Ding Hui rolled his eyes: "Should we get down to business?"
Treating my young lady, isn’t that considered a serious matter?
Xueyunting wanted to ask, but swallowed his words.
"Let me make some arrangements first. You wait here for a moment."
Monk Quan Heng shook the prescription in his hand, then opened the door and went out, leaving only three women in the room with big eyes. Stare.
“Dr. Ding, we were outside the city before, but we couldn’t see Mount Tai...”
Ye Danshan said sincerely.
But Ding Hui waved his hand.
"There is no need for polite words. I really want to thank you, so just thank my husband-in-law and that silly monk."
Silly monk...
In An Mansion, dare I I'm afraid this is the only one who speaks so rudely to Master Quan Heng.
"Doctor Ding, with your exquisite medical skills, why have I never heard of you in the world before?"
Xueyunting also asked doubtfully at this time.
Ding Hui couldn't help but glance at the guy.
The two Yeyun Sect members are thousands of miles away from Thunder City. They don’t even know how many famous doctors there are in Thunder City. How do you expect to find out about the famous doctors in Tianyuan Town?
While the three of them were talking about this, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a little head suddenly popped out from behind the door.
Shui Lingling's eyes glanced around the room.
"Where is my bald pigeon? Where has he gone?"
It is Guo Yuxin. This guy is greedy. As soon as he returns to An Mansion, he goes to the kitchen to get something to eat. Went there and just came back now.
At that time, I was heartless and showed no sense of crisis.
As one of the top ten families, Anfu is far from as calm as it seems on the surface.
"You came just in time. Look at them. I'll help you find your bald brother."
After that, Ding Hui stepped out of the door, leaving Guo Yuxin with an unhappy face, and The other two women looked confused.
Looking around after going out, Ding Hui put his hands behind his back and walked briskly on the aisle.
Look around and observe the situation in Anfu.
Suddenly, by the small pond ahead, I saw an old man sitting quietly in front of the small pond fishing, with a child beside him to help him and pat his back.
To be honest, Ding Hui would never take a second look at this scene when he encountered it.
But at this moment, her eyes were fixed on the old fishing man.
She didn’t even realize that she had arrived at the old fishing man’s side.
“Little girl, I fished for half a day before I attracted a small fry. If you move forward any further, it will run away.”
The old man was wearing a bamboo hat, which was pushed down. , covering his face, you can't see the old man's expression, but his tone is calm, he seems to be a master.
But what Ding Hui cares about has never been whether the other party is a master, but...
"You are about to die."
The hand shook slightly and could not be detected.
The fry, which should have been about to take the bait, fled in panic.
Half a day’s hard work turned into nothing.
But the old man tilted his head slightly and looked at Ding Hui with a frown.
"Dare I ask girl, where are you from?"
As soon as the old man finished asking, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Dr. Ding, I've got it done here."
Looking back, it was the monk from Zhongfu Temple waving in this direction.
The old man felt even more confused, but Ding Hui seemed to be quite interested in his situation.
"What do you call me, old gentleman? He is riddled with five poisons, but he maintains a delicate balance, as if he is casting his body with poison...Old sir, this is not like the techniques in our area, or even...not like Daxia people’s technique.”
“Little girl, you are wrong.”
The old man’s tone was still calm, but he lowered his hat and stopped interacting with Ding Hui.
Ding Hui said no more, just said: "Old sir, you are about to die. After your death, can you give the Gu worms in your body to me? In exchange, within my ability, I would like to do something for the old gentleman.”
"..."
(End of this chapter)