Going around and around, Xia Chen followed Yang Wenjie and the others to a deep alley, and just when he was puzzled, Lu Qing suddenly stopped.

"Wenwen, we have arrived, this is the medical hall of Master Yan of Qigong. ”

Qigong?

Xia Chen frowned secretly, but then quickly stretched his eyebrows.

Thinking about it carefully, Yang Wenjie's father's condition should be very tricky, otherwise it would not have been delayed so far, and finally he needs to find a special way to treat it, so that it is okay, the more difficult the patient, the more challenging it will be for him, if it can be easily solved, he still disdains to take action, but ......

"Is there really qigong in this world.....?

This thought flashed in Xia Chen's mind, even the most unlikely mythical characters happened to him, what else is impossible in this world.

"He... Is it reliable?How do I think it's not credible......" Yang Wenjie bent her eyebrows and said in disbelief.

"Of course, I've heard that this Master Yan is very capable, and he still doesn't care about ordinary diseases, but once he shoots, it must be incurable diseases, and he catches it again and again, which is very magical. ”

Seeing the worry on Yang Wenjie's face, Lu Qing patted his chest and promised: "If it weren't so magical, how dare I bring you over and ask him to help." ”

"But I still think it'......"

Yang Wenjie is obviously an assertive girl, and she didn't directly choose to believe Lu Qing's words, maybe in her opinion, this kind of thing seems to be fake no matter how she looks at it, just when she was still hesitating, Lu Qing suddenly interrupted, and said seriously: "Wenwen! ”

Hearing this, Yang Wenjie's body trembled and moved, Lu Qing seized the opportunity to continue to add: "We are all here, whether it is true or not, you can understand it all if you see it with your own eyes, you don't believe me, don't you still believe your own eyes?"

"Okay......" Yang Wenjie nodded helplessly, Xia Chen watched quietly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but it was not mixed.

The four of them walked into the small courtyard, and as soon as they entered, they saw many people waiting outside the house, looking at their anxious appearances, thinking that they were all patients who came to seek medical treatment.

Xia Chen's eyes glanced at several of the young people, and saw that although their expressions were solemn, they were not sick or harmful, thinking that they were just family members accompanying the patients, so they didn't pay much attention to them.

"It's out! Master Yan is out!"

I don't know who in the crowd shouted, and the people who were waiting quietly ran together one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and looked into the house with their heads probed.

Xia Chen followed their gaze to look inside the house, only to see a silver-haired old man in a Mao suit slowly coming accompanied by the two of them, walking between his steps, quite a master's demeanor.

"Master Yan, I came here this time to thank you, thank you for removing the stubborn disease that has plagued me for many years, and giving me the confidence to continue to live, thank you... Thank you so much. The man knelt on his knees and kowtowed a few times reverently, and the sound of the collision was still clearly visible even from a long distance.

"Wenwen, look, I'll just say that this Master Yan has real talent and real learning, otherwise, no one would have come to thank him, and he would have made such a big gift. Lu Qing said proudly, with a bright smile, people who didn't know thought that the person who thanked him was thanking him, not the guy called Master Yan.

Yang Wenjie didn't speak, and a pair of beautiful eyes kept wandering around Master Yan and the kneeling people, as if she was observing credibility.

Xia Chen laughed: "I said Lu Dashao, it stands to reason that I shouldn't come out to attack you, are you often deceived? I feel that your IQ is not proportional to your identity." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, boy, I've put up with you for a long time!" Lu Qing looked at Xia Chen with a mocking face, and immediately couldn't control his anger anymore, and scolded.

Xia Chen shrugged, ignored him, turned to walk towards the crowd, and observed the patients here up close.

On the other side, Master Yan helped up the patient who kowtowed to thanksgiving, stroked his beard and smiled heartily: "It is the responsibility and obligation of my generation of doctors to treat diseases and save people, so why be grateful, don't bother the old man." ”

"Master Yan, you can afford this ceremony, if it weren't for you, I would still be enduring the pain of illness in bed, you are my reborn parents......"

The next thing is that you and I are praising each other, Xia Chen shook his head secretly, if it weren't for Lu Qing saying that this was Master Yan's medical hall, he would have thought that he had walked into a theater.

This grateful-weeping farce lasted for ten minutes before it came to an end, and Xia Chen, who listened to it, yawned.

Master Yan coughed lightly and looked at everyone: "It's still the old rule, I still go out to see the three of them today, don't see it if it's not an incurable disease, don't see it if it's not a terminal disease, and don't ......see it if it's not a lucky person."

As soon as the words fell, the originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and looked at Master Yan with expectant eyes in their eyes, Xia Chen was a little curious, and asked a patient next to him in a low voice.

"Uncle, this is strict... What does the master's three don't look at, what do you mean?"

The uncle glanced at Xia Chen, and said with some reluctance: "The first two points are literal, Master Yan only takes action to treat diseases that others can't see, and he simply doesn't care about it, otherwise how can he be said to be a master." ”

"As for the third point, it is actually very easy to understand, coming to Master Yan to see a doctor is not like other places, there is no queue here, the patients treated are randomly selected by Master Yan, and those who are not selected belong to people who are not lucky. ”

The black-box operation can be said to be so high-sounding, this Master Yan is really a "master".

The corners of Xia Chen's mouth twitched, although he scolded Master Yan's shamelessness in his heart, he didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face.

Walking back to the team, I happened to hear Lu Qing explaining to Yang Wenjie that she didn't look at it, Lu Qing saw Xia Chen, a nasty ghost, coming back, and glared at him viciously, as if he was warning him with his eyes, don't touch people's brows.

Xia Chen didn't see it, he walked to a big tree by himself, leaned against the tree and hummed a little song leisurely, tinkering with the medicinal herbs he had bought before.

Moving his gaze to Master Yan's side, it seemed that the first lucky person was born, the man walked to Master Yan's side in the envious eyes of everyone, and seeing this person on stage, Xia Chen showed an evil smile.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or an invisible hand behind the scenes, this lucky person who came to the stage was one of the few people Xia Chen saw before that there were no symptoms.

"Interesting!"

Master Yan circled around the young man in front of him, and suddenly pressed his hand a few times, and before the young man could react, he withdrew in vain.

The young man was stunned, and his eyes revealed doubts: "Master Yan, I don't know ..... my illness."

"Small meaning. Master Yan didn't care about the Tao, the young man was overjoyed when he heard this, he hurriedly took out an envelope from his pocket and presented it with both hands: "Master Yan, I know that you never accept the consultation fee for treatment, but this is my little heart, please accept it, otherwise I really don't want to ......"

"Okay! For the sake of your sincerity, I can't shirk it, and you can rest assured that I will accept your money and use it for those who really need it. Master Yan squinted his eyes and smiled faintly, and instructed the disciples on the side to take the envelope, but he put on a master's posture from beginning to end.