Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Northern Medical Saint is helpless

In a room in an auxiliary building of the Fang family's manor, Fang Haoshen looked at lying on the bed in pain until he fell unconscious, his legs had become soft into mud, his face was extremely pale, and his palms were constantly trembling.

Parental love.

Heartbreaking.

"How so!"

"Who did this?"

"Dare to do something to our family and look for death!"

"Poor Rong'er is only twenty-four years old, why did she get such a disaster early!"

“……!”

The rest of Fang Haoshen's family members who came with Fang Haoshen were all indignantly evaluating Fang Qingrong's injury.

"Enough!"

Fang Haoshen shouted violently, interrupting everyone's uproar:

"Don't disturb Rong'er's rest here, get out of here!"

Seeing that everyone was angry, they glanced at each other, and all of them withdrew from the room in a huff, leaving only Fang Haoming standing in place and not moving, and at the same time turned to a subordinate and asked:

"Didn't you say that you have already invited the medical saint Shen Muzhi to come over, why haven't you arrived?"

"Back to the second master, I just sent someone to report that Shen Yisheng has arrived at the manor and is coming here at the moment!"

"Let me let you! Shen Yisheng has arrived!"

At this moment, there was a sudden shouting from outside the door.

When Fang Haoming heard this, he quickly turned around and walked out of the room, no matter what, Fang Qingrong was accompanying his daughter to pick up his relatives today.

Moreover, Fang Haoming has no children under his knees, and he usually loves Qingrong very much, and he is even more anxious at the moment.

"Shen Yisheng, you've finally arrived!"

Although Fang Haoming was in a hurry, the number of courtesies he should have was not less, and he took a few steps to greet him and complimented:

"Today's Northern Seven Prefectures, with your medical skills are the most exquisite, with you present at this moment, my hard-working nephew can be saved!"

"Second Master Fang's words are serious, the old decay is just to learn the technique of micro end Qi Huang, and the word medical saint does not dare to be!"

Shen Muzhi, who is already over the age of old, waved his hand slightly and responded politely, with his medical skills, he has long been accustomed to these empty compliments.

Slow and logical.

Take one's time.

Even in the face of the six valves in Yunzhou, Shen Muzhi is still calm, after all, people will get sick, even the noble royal family is inevitable, over the years, Shen Muzhi has seen countless powerful people, so he continued:

"Second master, it is said that the little young master is in critical condition, can you let the old man see the doctor first?"

"Okay, please come here, please! My nephew's injury today is quite strange, and I am afraid that ordinary healers will be helpless, so I have to ask you to help. ”

Fang Haoming nodded again and again, and let Shen Muzhi into the room, without the usual momentum of pointing at the country.

Shen Muzhi is known as a medical saint, and his attainments in medical skills are naturally profound, and today the Fang family not only paid a sky-high price for medical consultations, but also sent several rare treasures, but what really moved Shen Muzhi was his curiosity.

The Fang family is the sixth valve of Yunzhou, and the doctors in the house are naturally not mediocre, and the illness that can make the doctors of the Fang family helpless really arouses Shen Muzhi's curiosity.

After Shen Muzhi followed Fang Haoming into the door, he exchanged a few words with Fang Haoshen, and then walked straight to the hospital bed, at this moment Fang Qingrong was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, and various medical instruments had been connected to his body, Shen Muzhi fixed his gaze on Fang Qingrong's limp legs, and immediately frowned.

What Fang Haoming said is true.

This injury is anything but unusual.

Fang Haoshen saw Shen Muzhi's solemn expression, and immediately explained:

"Shen Yisheng, since Rong'er was injured, her legs have been as weak as bones, and several doctors in the house have seen it, and they all said that they have never seen such a strange thing, and I hope you will save my son from fire and water. ”

"Dare to ask the head of the Fang family, what was the little young master injured by?"

"Jing Ting!"

Fang Haoshen immediately moved his gaze to Jing Ting.

Jing Ting was already panicked at the moment, and when he saw Fang Haoshen's signal, he immediately spoke:

"Back to Shen Yisheng, my young master was injured by a thief, and when the thief made his move, he didn't use a weapon, but just slapped the young master's opponent twice!"

"Only two slaps?"

When Shen Muzhi heard this, he squinted slightly:

"Master Fang, please ask all the people in this room to avoid it, the old man needs to be clean. ”

"Quick! everyone get out of the room!"

Fang Haoshen immediately dispersed everyone, and even retreated himself.

Inside the hallway.

"Big brother, this Shen Muzhi is known as the Northern Medical Saint, and he is the person with the most outstanding medical skills after Ji Zhennan, don't worry, with him here today, Rong'er will be fine!"

Fang Haoming looked at Fang Haoshen, who looked melancholy and worried, and comforted him softly.

"I hope so. ”

Fang Haoshen's face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water:

"If my son loses today, I will surely wipe out all those involved in this matter!"

Jing Ting heard the conversation between the two, and then remembered that he had not reported Fang Qingrong's situation because he was worried before, so he hurriedly spoke:

"Master, the person who injured the young master today is Ji Zhennan's second son, Ji Haotian!"

"What?!"

When Fang Haoshen heard this, he turned around suddenly:

"My family has nothing to do with the Ji family, why should this evil obstacle seriously hurt my son?"

"That Ji Haotian, today is going to the Xing family father and son, after he killed the Xing family father and son, the young master couldn't get used to his nonsense, so he said a few words righteously, but he didn't expect to anger the fierce thief, so the young master is only ......."

Jing Ting was in front of Fang Haoshen, naturally he couldn't say that Fang Qingrong was injured because of unprovoked provocation, and immediately arranged a positive image.

"This little boy of the Ji family is simply looking for death!"

When Fang Haoshen heard this, his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire:

"Inform the most elite guards in the mansion to be integrated and standby, and after Shen Muzhi diagnoses the young master, I will personally take the life of this erection!"

"Yes!"

Jing Ting was assigned and fled from Fang Haoshen's side as if he had been pardoned.

In the ward, Shen Muzhi put his hand on Fang Qingrong's pulse, and his brows became more and more tight.

He has been a doctor for many years, and he boasts that there are no incurable diseases that can stump him, but the strangeness of Fang Qingrong's pulse today makes him full of shock.

Obviously, his legs had been completely destroyed, and even his bones had disappeared without a trace, but this pulse was as stable as before, as if the person who shot it was just to abolish Fang Qingrong's legs, but he didn't want to hurt his life.

With just one palm, it can turn all the bones of people's legs into powder, such a terrifying power, is it ......

Thinking of this, Shen Muzhi took out a silver needle from the portable medicine box and stabbed it straight at a big acupoint in Fang Qingrong's leg.

Sharp tricks.

Silver needles are like rays.

"Boom!"

A crisp sound rang out, and in the face of the soft skin, Shen Muzhi's silver needle couldn't pierce it at all, and it actually broke alive.

……

For an hour, there was no movement in the room.

It wasn't until Fang Haoshen's legs were standing sore that the door to the ward was finally opened.

Shen Muzhi was calm and disappeared, and his face was gloomy.

"Shen Yisheng, can my son's injury be conclusive?"

Fang Haoshen asked in a hurried tone, at this moment, he had already bet all his treasures on Shen Muzhi.

Shen Muzhi exhaled a breath of turbid air and said softly:

"Master Fang, your son's life is fine, but these legs, I'm afraid I can't save them. ”

"What?!"

Fang Haoshen was stunned for a moment, and then quickly responded:

"Shen Yisheng, my family's financial resources, you know, as long as I can cure my son's leg, even if it costs ten thousand gold, I will not hesitate, if there is a cure, please say it bluntly, Rao is a rare elixir, I can also send it to you!"

"Master Fang, the injury of your son is not a matter of money. ”

Shen Muzhi shook his head slightly:

"The injury he suffered today is extraordinary, it is caused by a master of internal strength! Not only did he break the bones of his legs, but also his meridians were broken.

According to the old man, the person the little young master saw today is the top master in the world, the little young master's legs were abolished, just because the other party didn't want his life, but in the second half of his life, I'm afraid there is no possibility of standing up!"

The corners of Fang Haoshen's eyes jumped: "There is no other way?"

Shen Muzhi's eyes drooped slightly:

"With all due respect, the illness of the little young master of your mansion is all over the world, and I am afraid that there is no one to treat!"