The next day, Liu Xiu'er didn't know if she had figured it out, she was quieter, and the aura on her body didn't seem to be as turbulent as before, but it also revealed an ominous feeling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yun Qingyang had nothing to do, so she went out with her hat and headed south.

Outside the prefect's mansion, a group of doctors walked into the gate, and Yun Qingyang immediately understood that there was someone sick inside, and she knew how to heal, as long as she saved the patient, she could make money.

It's a pity that saving lives and helping the injured will change the fate of too many people, and if she can't ensure her own safety, she won't use medical skills easily, so as not to be driven away by this world.

Ay...... As a black household in this world, she is aggrieved, and as an immortal who calls for wind and rain, she becomes a black household, and she is even more aggrieved.

She suddenly remembered that in the twenty-first world, there seemed to be many novels such as time travel and rebirth, but in reality, there could not be so many time travel and rebirth, and the laws of heaven and earth in each world were very strict, and it was impossible for you to disrupt this order at will, so as soon as it appeared, it would be driven away or destroyed.

And she can still live in this world now and become a black household, not only is her magic power strong, but the price she pays is also very large, and it has never been easy to survive in the cracks.

Yun Qingyang stared ahead, she could vaguely see the death qi, which meant that someone in this mansion was going to die, and there was no doubt that she couldn't do anything about it.

Now, this hexagram actually allows her to save people and make money, which is the rhythm of revealing her identity, which is too unreliable, it seems that her ability is at the bottom again, and this hexagram is not accurate.

Yun Qingyang was about to leave, but she had a good ear, but she heard the doctor's conversation:

"As long as you save Mr. Qian, you can get 50,000 taels of silver!"

"With so much money and earnings, I won't be able to spend it in a few lifetimes! But with so much money, needless to say, I know that this disease is difficult to treat. ”

"This new prefect is also unlucky enough, not long after coming to this mansion, his feet have not been firm, his son has an accident, I heard that the prefect is not small, and his wife is from a famous family. ”

"What's the matter, since the prefect went to invite us, we can't save it, and now it's just a formality. ”

"I heard that this Qian Gongzi rolled down the hill to save people. ”

"I've heard about it, but it's just that this accident is so strange that I don't know if there's anything hidden. ”

"What, what did you hear?"

"Haha, what can I hear. ”

"Look at your weak heart. ”

……

Yun Qingyang's original direction suddenly changed, and she followed the doctors into the door.

Those doctors thought that Yun Qingyang was a person in the prefect's mansion, and the people in the prefect thought that Yun Qingyang was with the doctor, and in addition, Yun Qingyang deliberately hid her sense of existence, and everyone didn't take her seriously.

……

When I entered a courtyard, there were about 20 doctors here.

From the discussion of the doctors, Yun Qingyang knew that the patient had a branch inserted into his chest, with a big toe, pressing on the heart, and taking out the branch was also death, and if he didn't take it, he would die, anyway, he would die, and now he was losing his breath.

Although Yun Qingyang didn't see the injured, he also knew that this situation was very serious for mortals, and it was still a world dominated by traditional Chinese medicine, and it would be even more difficult without the so-called surgery, and besides, even if it was an operation, it might not be possible to live.

In this way, the wounded man is indeed certain to die.

However, God has the virtue of a good life, after all, good people have good rewards, and they will leave a breath of life, whether they can live or not depends entirely on their own luck, and the wounded mortal doctors cannot save them.

But for her, as long as a person has a breath and uses spiritual power to perform surgery, she will get twice the result with half the effort, and she can't die, and this vitality is that there are loopholes to drill, so that she won't expose her identity when she saves people, but this injured person who does good deeds has no life, which is too strange.

Could it be that this injured man has done something angry and resentful, so he must report to the palace of Hades.

She stared at the dead air above that was invisible to the naked eye, trying to figure out something.

……

"The branch was stuck right next to the heart, and it couldn't move. ”

"This has already entered the ghost gate, and the gods can't save it. ”

“……”

The doctors shook their heads one after another, saying that they could not do anything, and the doctors went more and more, and the prefect was anxious to keep the doctor, and the prefect's wife was crying desperately there.

In the end, only the three most famous doctors in the city were left to discuss the solution.

Yun Qingyang leaned to the side of the bed, and then silently: "......"

The wounded man's condition was even more serious than he thought, he should have died on the spot, but the injured man was very lucky, and he was still alive, but unfortunately, if she couldn't find the problem, he would have struggled before he died, leaving only pain.

"Sir, madam, the wind is dead, and I can't save it. Then a little guy came in to report.

"It's dead!" The prefect's wife was stunned, and then cried: "This wind is very important to Han'er, if you know, I don't know how to be sad." ”

"If a horse dies, it will die, the main thing is whether Brother Han'er can live! If you don't save it, it will be no different from driving the wind. The prefect said in a hurry.

"Woo woo...... "The prefect's wife cried even more sadly.

Yun Qingyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and the dead qi on the injured person's body actually became thinner, and a burst of vitality appeared.

Her eyes fell on the little guy who reported the news, and suddenly understood, what a surprise!

Her gaze fell back on the wounded, he was lucky, and now that he met her again, this luck can go to heaven.

However, she definitely spent a lot of aura to save this person, it was not easy for her to save some aura, for 50,000 silver, is it cost-effective?

That's it, let's save it, although she lacks spiritual power, but she got money and saved people's lives!

"Who are you?" the prefect saw Yun Qingyang.

With the words of the prefect's wife, they all looked at Yun Qingyang.

"I know how to heal. Yun Qingyang returned.

"Why are you wearing a hood? The prefect asked.

"Looks can't see people. Yun Qingyang said again, if she doesn't save this person, it's okay, no one knows her, but if she saves people, she can't show her face, if everyone knows that her medical skills are excellent, but she comes to seek medical treatment, she can't save it, and she can't save it.

So the identity must be hidden.

The prefect and his wife are not entangled in Yun Qingyang's hat, nor are they entangled in Yun Qingyang, a female doctor, and now when their son's life is at stake, they only have the mind to save people, and they can't do anything else.

They looked at the three doctors and told them to find a way to save people.

"My lord, we really can't think of a way, and now Young Master Qian is also very painful, so it's better to ...... It's better to let him suffer a little less and be relieved. A doctor said.

"Bastard. The prefect scolded angrily.

"Your Majesty is angry. The doctor hurriedly begged for mercy.

"What about you, have you come up with a solution?" asked the other two doctors.

Both doctors bowed their heads.

"Dumb, speak. The prefect asked loudly.

"My lord, my medical skills are not good, and I can't do anything about my son's injury. ”

"My lord, let's prepare for the future, let the son go in style, my lord, madam, please mourn. ”

…… (To be continued.) )