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The blue mountains, covered by white clouds, the turquoise water, the swimming fish playing, the lively town, the people are boiling.

Ren is free, drifting without a trace, likes to wander the world, and is respected as a divine doctor, but he likes to treat incurable diseases that no one can heal, no one can cure.

The young master of the Holy Ruins Gate of Yuming Town recently got a son, and he should have been overjoyed, but who knew that the child did not cry or laugh since the day he was born, he ate when he fed, and drank when he was given, and when he slept, his mouth was not close and his eyes were not closed. So he posted notices everywhere, willing to take the holy medicine black dragon beard as a reward, and asked Ren Yao to come here.

"Did you say that Ren Xiaoyao would really appear?" asked Youru worriedly.

"I don't know. Qinglin shook his head and said, "Even if he doesn't come, I have a way to make him appear." ”

A day or two passed, and I heard that the child began to vomit, but Ren Xiaoyao was never seen.

Qiu Yihong, the young master of the Holy Ruins Gate, was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, but he saw the housekeeper hurriedly come to report, saying that there was an old man outside the door with a young man who came to visit.

"Please. Qiu Yihong was very excited and went to greet him.

The old man was fifty or sixty years old, with black hair, thick inverted eyebrows, and a short beard at the corners of his mouth. The young man is about twenty years old, with thin eyebrows and big eyes, a curled nose and thin lips, and a fair face that looks very handsome.

"Are you really a miracle doctor?" Qiu Yihong asked several times in a row, not knowing whether he was too excited or worried that someone would cheat.

"If you don't believe it, then please ask Master Qiu to ask for another master. The old man flicked his sleeves and prepared to leave.

"Don't be angry, the child's life is on the line, and I'm also worried that the treatment will be delayed, so I'm very careful. Qiu Yihong stopped the old man, and then looked at the young man curiously: "This is ......?"

The old man glanced at the young man, and said in a cold tone: "I have no children under my knees, but my medical skills can't be cut off, so I accepted a disciple." ”

"The two miracle doctors will have a cup of tea first, and I will let the child come out. Qiu Yihong motioned to his subordinates to hand the tea to the two of them and watched them drink it.

The old man lowered his head, his mouth stopped as soon as he touched the teacup, and a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes: "The taste of this tea is too strong, I have always liked to drink weak tea." ”

When the young man saw that the old man put the cup back, he naturally didn't dare to drink the tea in the cup.

"Don't be surprised by the divine doctor, Yihong is offended, I will take you to see the child. Qiu Yihong saw the old man's anger on his face, and his attitude became more respectful, and the suspicions he had been holding were finally gone.

The old man saw Qiu Yihong's sincerity and followed, but his face was still displeased.

In the lukewarm room, two maids are guarding the bed, and there is a fat doll lying on the bed, which looks very cute.

The old man looked at the child's face turned blue, and there were some convulsions for a while, and his heart moved, and he reached out to feel the child's pulse.

"How can this kid have blood and qi flowing backwards?" the old man was a little surprised, and his solemn face became ugly.

"Qi and blood flow backwards, how can you live?" the young man couldn't help but shout.

The reflux of qi and blood is a common thing for cultivators, but it is a fatal joke for newborn children.

"Doctor, please save the child, the child's pulse is delicate, the blood flow is slow, we don't know where to start. Qiu Yihong was afraid that the old man would not come to the rescue, so he hurriedly asked someone to bring the holy medicine Black Dragon Whisker.

It seems that Qiu Yihong has a clear understanding of the child's condition, and he pondered again and again, and was not sure, so he invited Ren Yao to come.

The old man got up and paced back and forth in the room.

Qiu Yihong saw that the old man was silent, but his anxious heart was even more difficult to settle down.

One minute, two minutes, minutes passed, Qiu Yihong looked at the child's painful struggle, and beads of sweat were already oozing from his eyes and face.

At this moment, the butler hurriedly came.

"What's the matter? Qiu Yihong shouted angrily.

The old housekeeper hung his head nervously: "The young master is angry, there is a fortune teller who has to come in, saying that he is here to ensure that the child is safe." ”

"The child is dying, what is the use of him as a fortune teller?" Qiu Yihong glared at the housekeeper, his eyes were red, and he couldn't wait to step forward and beat him up.

"Yes, I'll just ask him to leave, no, let him get out. The old man was so frightened that he shuddered and walked out of the room.

"Wait a minute. The old man suddenly spoke, and said unhurriedly: "Let him in." ”

Qiu Yihong's heart was excited, but he sank down in an instant, he finally waited for the doctor to speak, but it had nothing to do with saving the child, but he still invited the fortune teller in according to the old man's wishes.

The fortune teller looked a little similar to the old man in front of him who claimed to be a miracle doctor, but he looked much younger than the old man. He came uninvited, and then sat down in a chair unceremoniously, looking leisurely and watching.

"This ......" Qiu Yihong was already anxious, but when he saw an idler sitting here, he suddenly became angry in his heart: "If the child has three longs and two shorts, don't want your life." ”

The fortune teller took a sip of tea alone, and then said with a faint smile: "He is the doctor, what does it matter to me if the child can't save his life?"

"Didn't you say you could keep the child safe?" Qiu Yihong retorted unceremoniously.

"I mean, if I treat the child, but now that you want him to heal, what does that have to do with me?" the fortune teller shook his head and sighed bitterly, "This tea is indeed too strong, but I like to drink it." ”

The old man's eyes moved, the tea that the fortune teller drank was the tea that the next person brought to him before, but this tea was taken away before, I don't know why it came back again, and it was in the hands of the fortune teller?

Qiu Yihong didn't notice that something was wrong, but he was a little blind, one was that he saw that the tea was poisonous and didn't drink it, and the other was that he knew that the tea was poisonous but drank it, and after so long, he has been safe.

"May I ask the two of you, who is the real miracle doctor?" Qiu Yihong glanced at the two of them, although his tone was polite, but he became more anxious, and even a little more impatient, the child opened his mouth, and began to make a gasping sound, as if he was about to swallow.

"It doesn't matter who is the real miracle doctor, whoever comes first should be saved first. The fortune teller glanced at the old man, as if he meant to shirk it, but there was a hint of unnoticed strangeness in the depths of his eyes.

The old man pursed his lips and smiled, saluted slightly to the fortune teller and said, "Then the gentleman will watch from the sidelines, and if there is anything wrong, please ask the gentleman for guidance." ”

The old man walked to the side of the bed, stretched out his hand, and a trace of warm breath poured into the child's heavenly spirit cover along his palm, gradually wrapping his whole body, the child's lowered eyes slowly closed, and finally his mouth was closed, and he lay there motionless, his face was pale, as if he had lost his breath.

"My child...... It was you who killed him. Qiu Yihong's face changed suddenly, and he instantly had murderous intent towards the old man.

"Hehe......" The fortune teller smiled faintly: "Healer, there is no sin, it is a medical virtue to be willing to save, and it is the will of heaven to save the life." ”

"But he deliberately injected true qi into the child's body, how could such a young child bear it? Qiu Yihong seems to have completely lost his mind and is also hostile to the fortune teller.

The fortune teller shook his head and got up to leave.

"The child was not saved, and neither of you two fake miracle doctors should try to get out alive. Qiu Yihong's voice was cold, and a group of people poured in from outside the door and surrounded the three of them.

"Stop. ”

A majestic and powerful voice came from outside the door, and Qiu Yihong and the disciples in the door lowered their heads slightly, as if they were greeting the people outside the door. (To be continued.) )