Looking at Nangong Qiyu who had passed out in a coma, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, and then he said in a deep voice: "Master Yanzheng, although my son has offended you a lot in terms of language, don't you think it's too heavy?"

"Amitabha!" Yan Zheng once again pronounced a Buddha name, "The Nangong donor misunderstood, the poor monk did not give a heavy hand, Ling Lang was just a skin injury. ”

He didn't come today to make trouble with the Nangong family, so in the face of Nangong Jingyang's questioning, he couldn't help but explain angrily.

Nangong Jingyang saw that the other party's words were soft, and the unhappiness in his heart eased a lot.

He waved his hand at Hua Yuerong and asked her to bring Nangong Qiyu in.

Then, his eyes carefully examined Yanzheng's body, and he slowly spoke: "I don't know what Master Yanzheng is looking for me?"

Yan Zheng smiled indifferently, flicked the monk's robe lightly, and asked with his back hand: "Nangong donor, could it be that this is the hospitality of your family?"

Nangong Jingyang snorted coldly: "Hmph, it depends on what kind of guest it is." If it is a friend, we warmly welcome it, and if it is a bad guest, we don't mind letting him know the methods of our Nangong family. ”

"Amitabha, today the poor monk came to find the benefactor of Nangong, of course, he wanted to be a friend. Yeonjeong said with a smile.

Nangong Jingyang's eyes flashed slightly, as if he had thought of something, so he said: "Since this is the case, then please go inside!"

"Amitabha, good, good. Yan Zheng recited the syntactic number, and walked indifferently with Nangong Jingyang to the manor.

On the other side, in Baiyun Villa, the young man sent out by Lu Yu not only brought back three pairs of traditional Chinese medicine, but also brought back an old man.

Looking at the old man in a green shirt with gray hair and a cloth bag on his shoulder, Lu Yu hurriedly said, "Brother Wang, why are you here?"

The person who came was none other than Wang Lao of Aokitang, vice president of the Longguo Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Wang Hanqing.

After Wang Hanqing saw Lu Yu, he asked with a surprised face: "Brother Lu, please forgive me for coming uninvited." ”

"Where, where, if you hadn't treated me last night, I would have suffered a great sin. Lu Yu smiled and hurriedly invited him to the side and sat down.

After Wang Hanqing sat down, he said with a ashamed face: "Brother Lu lifted me, I couldn't treat your injuries last night, I'm really ashamed!"

"Brother Wang's words are serious, if it weren't for you last night, I don't know what it would have been like to be tortured. Lu Yu paused when he said this, and then asked, "Brother Wang, I don't know what happened when you came to me this time?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Wang Hanqing's face turned straight, and his eyes flashed with excitement and said: "Brother Lu, when you sent your men down to grab the medicine, I happened to meet and saw the prescription, which is completely a prescription that can only be prescribed by the Holy Hand of the Medical Dao! ”

When Lu Yu heard him say this, he was immediately stunned, and his eyes involuntarily looked at Chu Lingyun on the side.

Wang Hanqing, vice president of the Chinese Medicine Association, has superb medical skills, except for several other elderly people in the Chinese Medicine Association, there is no one who can compare.

Moreover, he has always been self-possessed in his medical skills, although he does not have his eyes above the top and has no eyes to spare, but he rarely praises the medical skills of others.

I didn't expect to say such a thing to myself today.

This shocked Lu Yu at the same time, he also thought a lot more highly of Chu Lingyun.

Wang Hanqing looked at Lu Yu's gaze and happened to see Chu Lingyun instructing Lu Yu's subordinates how to boil the medicine.

"Brother Lu, who is this gentleman?"

Lu Yu smiled, and first said to Chu Lingyun:

"Mr. Chu, this is Brother Wang who treated me last night, Wang Hanqing, he is the vice president of the Longguo Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. ”

Chu Lingyun glanced at him, nodded at him, and then said to Lu Yu's men:

"Remember when to simmer and simmer, otherwise the effect of the medicine will change. ”

"Mr. Chu, don't worry, I remember it all. ”

"Well, let's go down and boil the medicine!"

After Chu Lingyun finished explaining, he said to Wang Hanqing:

"Hello!"

Wang Hanqing looked at the young Chu Lingyun in front of him, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Brother Lu, who are you?"

Lu Yu smiled when he heard this: "Haha! Brother Wang, aren't you looking for someone to prescribe medicine?"

"Brother Lu, is he the one who prescribed the medicine for you?"

Wang Hanqing exclaimed, there was no surprise in his eyes, only a moment of dazed and disbelief.

In his mind, the person who can prescribe such a prescription is definitely an experienced medical saint.

In addition to having a very high talent for the efficacy and compatibility of medicinal materials, such a person must also have a pair of insight into the overall situation and have unusually rich experience in clinical syndrome differentiation and treatment.

Therefore, people who generally have this kind of medical skills are basically people who are at least half a hundred years old, who have been working on the front line of saving lives for a long time and have accumulated rich experience.

And more often than not, it's often the kind of old gentleman who is dying.

But what about the one in front of you?

How young does this have to be?!

No matter how you look at it, you are in your twenties, how can you have such good medical skills!

Mistaken, definitely mistaken.

Thinking of this, his face was a little unnatural.

"Brother Lu, this kind of joke is not funny at all, don't fool me there, hurry up and tell me where that master is!"

"Haha......"

Looking at his gloomy face, Lu Yu laughed instead.

It wasn't until the old gentleman's face was about to turn black that he turned straight and said very seriously:

"Brother Wang, there is a saying that people should not be disguised, and the sea water should not be measured. This prescription was really prescribed by Mr. Chu himself. Moreover, at that time, I sharpened the ink for him and saw him write it with my own eyes. ”

Looking at Lu Yu with a solemn face, Wang Hanqing's brows were tightly wrinkled.

He believed that Lu Yu had already said this, and he shouldn't lie to him.

But he had a hard time accepting the reality.

Because it's just too subversive, so unreal.

But......

Suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, his eyes flashed quickly, and he quickly opened his cloth bag and took out two pieces of paper from it.

One is rice paper and the other is plain A4 paper.

He quickly placed the two pieces of paper on the table and compared them, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Like, it's too similar.

This edge, this temperament, this line, is completely from the hands of one person.

Lu Yu saw the handwriting on the A4 paper and asked, "Hey, how is the handwriting on this paper exactly the same as Mr. Chu's, where did you get it?"

Wang Hanqing ignored Lu Yu, but took the A4 paper and asked Chu Lingyun, "Mr. Chu, may I ask that you also prescribed this prescription?"

Chu Lingyun glanced at the piece of paper and nodded: "Yes, this is what I wrote, I went to Aokitang that night to grab the medicine and wrote down the prescription temporarily." ”