Chapter 122 Healing walked to the door of the Accord Auction House, and Feng Hao stopped again.

It seems, no money?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he realized that he was now poor and white.

A high-level pharmacist, even compared to a pharmacist at the ground level, is actually short of money, who believes it?

Just as he wanted to turn back, Feng Hao saw a group of people rushing out of the Accord Auction House, all of them were flustered, as if something was wrong.

"Get out of the way!"

Six strong men cautiously carried a blue-haired old man with a face like white paper, and more than a dozen strong men in front and behind echoed back and forth, and a few young and middle-aged people, cleared a road, and ran quickly in the direction of the Pharmacist Guild in the royal capital.

"Huh?"

Inadvertently, Feng Hao glanced at the old man's face, and after sweeping the palm where he was tightly holding his heart, he raised his eyebrows, "That person, it seems that he has the 'coronary heart disease' recorded in the Divine Pesticide Codex?"

Get sick, this has nothing to do with the level of strength, even if you are a martial artist, a martial artist, or even a strong person of the upper level, you will get sick, get sick, it doesn't mean that you can resist with high strength, if you don't get treatment, it is bound to be a dead end!

Therefore, in the Tianwu Continent, the identity of a pharmacist is extremely noble, and even the strong people who stand at the peak will give three points to those high-level pharmacists.

You are strong enough to say that you are not injured, but who can guarantee that you will not get sick?

Moreover, disease, unlike trauma, must have relative medicinal properties to treat, that is, in each pharmacopoeia, if there is no record that a certain disease can be cured, it is bound to be untreatable.

Ordinary yellow-level pharmacists, that is, they can only treat those ordinary colds and flu, and if they are a little heavier, they will inevitably have to be shot by Xuan-level pharmacists.

Therefore, the level of a pharmacopoeia mainly depends on how many diseases can be treated, and the more pharmacopoeia required to condense the pill, the more diseases it will be able to treat.

According to the records of the Divine Pesticide Codei, this kind of disease has a great chance of developing in the elderly, and if it is not treated in time, it is almost a dead end.

Originally, Feng Hao wanted to go directly to the academy, but he only walked a few steps, and after thinking about it, maybe the old man was from the Accord Auction House, so he turned around.

"I owe a favor, I Fenghao will pay it back!"

He sighed lightly, shook his head, and walked towards the Medicine Master Guild.

And at this time, the Pharmacist Guild in the royal capital was also in a mess because of the old man's illness.

"What's the noise?"

An old man with crane hair walked down slowly from upstairs, looked at the messy scene, and directly scolded him.

This old man is the president of the Wangdu Pharmacist Guild, Kuang Yi, and one of the two Xuan-level middle-level pharmacists in Xilan Kingdom.

Seeing Kuang Yi coming down, the Ouyang family and his party surrounded him.

"President Kuang, you have to save my father. ”

It was a man with thick eyebrows who spoke, it was the head of the Accord, Ouyang Qiong.

Seeing that it was Ouyang Qiong, Kuang Yi's face eased slightly, after all, this Accord auction house has donated a lot of elixirs to the Pharmacist Guild every year, and every time, as long as they put forward their own needs, the people of Accord are doing their best to find them for themselves.

"Let me see. ”

Kuang Yi frowned, and walked towards the old man lying there, and when everyone saw it, they also got out of the way.

This old man is Ouyang Qiong's father and the predecessor of Accord, Ouyang Yuan.

Looking at Ouyang Yuan's pale face, the corners of his mouth twitching, and looking at the position where his hands were grasping, he checked the pulse slightly, Kuang Yi's heart trembled, and he let go of his hand.

"I can't cure this disease!"

He sighed lightly, every year, the magnates who died of this disease in the royal capital, that all of them went, he still didn't know what kind of disease it was, and every patient died in boundless pain.

However, the pain does not last long, usually within an hour, the heart will rupture and die.

In fact, everyone in the Ouyang family is almost clear, but there is just a trace of luck in their hearts, as soon as they heard this, Ouyang Qiong stumbled and almost fell, with a face full of despair.

"President Kuang, you must save my father!"

He came to his senses, grabbed Kuang Yi's arm tightly and begged, and his tiger eyes were also shining with tears.

"Alas, this kind of disease, even if you go to the imperial capital, it may not be cured, it can be said that this is one of the rare terminal diseases in the world, only those who travel outside the world, then it is possible to cure. ”

Kuang Yi also explained helplessly.

A pharmacist can't cure diseases, and he doesn't feel very good in his heart.

"How so, how so?"

Looking at the faintly twitching old man, Ouyang Qiong's heart was also throbbing, and his face had long since lost his usual shrewdness, replaced by panic and grief.

"Who can cure my father's ice, I will pay tens of millions of dollars!"

He let go of Kuang Yi's arm and looked at the pharmacists one by one, but dozens of pharmacists all shook their heads and sighed, Kuang Yi couldn't do it, how could they cure it?

"I can cure it!"

A clear voice came from outside the Apothecary Guild, and everyone present looked at it.

I saw a delicate young man with a delicate appearance, eyes like stars, sword eyebrows and sideburns, and a nose like a gall, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked in from the gate.

"Are you a student of the Wind Moon Academy?"

The school robe on Feng Hao's body betrayed his identity.

"This little brother, are you really good?"

Ouyang Qiong also frowned.

Feng Hao looks like he is fifteen or sixteen years old, and the credibility of such a young boy is indeed not high.

"Won't you know the way if you try it?"

Feng Hao still had a relaxed smile on his face and said lightly.

"Wait. ”

When Feng Hao was about to be treated, Kuang Yi stretched out his hand to stop him, he looked at Feng Hao suspiciously, and asked, "Little brother, are you a pharmacist?"

"Well, of course. ”

Turning over his hand, Feng Hao put the set of pharmacist robes that had been washed on his body, and suddenly, he was a little extravagant.

"Yellow Rank Advanced. ”

The three lines on Feng Hao's pharmacist robe also caused some cries of surprise.

"Yellow level high-level, that's good. ”

Kuang Yi was also slightly stunned, and then asked again, "This disease can be cured by you as a yellow-level pharmacist?"

"Hehe, Lord, since you can't cure you, why don't you let me try?"

Hearing this, Feng Hao was still smiling and asked rhetorically.

"President Kuang, let him try. ”

Looking at Ouyang Yuan, who was constantly twitching even more, Ouyang Qiong couldn't help but say loudly.

"Okay. ”

Kuang Yi frowned, but still let go.