Soon, the crumbs of minced meat on the ground began to wriggle, regrouping like monsters in Ultraman, but they did not form a dull body.

Instead, it slowly turned into magma, and the hot heat of the releaser formed a few large characters on the ground.

If ordinary people see it, they will definitely exclaim that Lin Han is a celestial, such means are like ghosts and gods!

"Dao Tianshan! within half a year, I will kill you!"

These self seem to be imprinted on the ground, lingering for a long time, very terrifying, and each handwriting is like a knife, containing a fierce momentum.

There was also a trace of killing intent, which continued to spread out, and the whistling sound of the surrounding air was like a ghost crying.

With the dim death, the mourning spell on the two women was completely lifted, and the two women also fell to the ground in a drowsy state, each of them turned pale, as if they were suffering from a serious illness, and there was no blood.

A few silver needles appeared in Lin Han's hands again, and he pricked a few stitches on the bodies of the two of them at random, and then drew a circle with spiritual power around the bodies of the two of them, and then walked away decisively.

This circle prevents the bad guys from harming them.

Not long after Lin Han left, the two girls, you look at me, I look at you, no one knows anyone, and they each limped away.

I was going to go back to school.

However, just when Lin Han was halfway through, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and it turned out to be an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, hello! Are you?"

Lin Han pressed the dial button and asked suspiciously.

"May I ask if you are Lin Han?" An old voice came from the other end of the phone, and his voice was full of confidence, but Lin Han could hear a trace of anger.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"That's the case! Lin Han Xiaoyou, I am Wang Guorong of Jishitang...... Immediately after, Wang Zhikai's grandfather, Wang Guorong, the medical saint of Jishitang, said his thoughts in detail.

He wanted to invite Lin Han to explore medical skills together, and he sent his grandson to the school to look for it, but he didn't find it, so he thought of calling and inviting him directly.

Originally, Lin Han was reluctant to go to such a boring topic, but who is the Qing Shui Medical Saint Wang Guorong?

The medical skills are superb, and it has a good reputation in the whole Jiangnan Province, and Jishitang has hundreds of branches in the whole of China, and the main store of Jishitang is in Qingshui.

Because Qingshui is Wang Guorong's hometown.

It can be said that Wang Guorong has a pivotal low position in the apricot altar in the entire China, who is not sick this year?

When you are sick, you naturally have to find a doctor, especially the richer people regard their lives as important, and the more they like to make friends with such people.

From this point of view, Wang Guorong's connections must be extremely extensive, and most people have asked for him, if in the entire Huaxia Dynasty, if anyone's medical skills can completely crush the medical saint Wang Guorong, I am afraid that there is only the old man of the medical saint Xue Tiangang.

Lin Han thought of these things in an instant, if this medical saint is not bad, it is also a very good thing to make friends, connections are energy, maybe he can use it in the future.

"Okay, Elder Wang, I'll go over now!"

Lin Han smiled faintly, hung up the phone, and walked towards the Jishitang in the city center, which was not far away.

Soon came to Jishitang, at this time Wang Zhikai and his grandfather Wang Guorong, the medical saint, were treating patients at the gate of Jishitang, and also greeted Lin Han by the way.

Lin Han saw that the medical saint was diagnosing the pulse of an old man, so he didn't make a sound, but walked over quietly, but saw Wang Zhikai glance at Lin Han with disdain, and said coldly: "You will order acupuncture for three-legged cats, you really have a face?"

As Wang Zhikai finished speaking, Wang Lao opened his eyes and smiled indifferently at the old man in front of him: "I'm afraid you often have stomach pain after eating, and you often have bitter water in your mouth, and you feel that you have no appetite for anything, yes or no?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The old man was as thin as wood, obviously a poor person, and asked with a sad face: "Doctor, I don't have much money to treat the disease, you see?"

"What? No money for treatment, no money, too embarrassed to come to the doctor?"

Wang Zhikai sneered at the old man, his face was full of ridicule, and he looked down at the old man coldly and said, "That's enough! On weekdays, our family has already shown you a lot of favors, and we don't charge you for your diagnosis, don't you have to make an inch?"

"Zhikai, how do you speak?"

The doctor reproached softly, his face was not very good-looking, and said coldly: "Can't the poor see a doctor? Don't forget, why we opened the Jishitang, it is because there are many people in this world who look down on the sick, that we exist, and don't forget the purpose of our ancestors." ”

"What's more, when I was young, our family was also poor, and it was the old grandfather who saved his life by the medical Taoist master, so we have today. ”

"Don't forget the people who dig wells, and don't forget the legacy of your ancestors!"

When Lin Han heard Wang Zhikai's words, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly, the grandson of the medical saint is not very good, he is arrogant, competitive, and likes to be famous.

But this medical saint is not bad, at least what he says is good!

"Grandpa, but ......"

Wang Zhikai was a little puzzled, and immediately said indignantly: "We don't owe them anything, and we have already paid a lot, can't we pay off the debts of the year?"

Lin Han smiled and said, "The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid!"

"Hmph, what do you know?" Wang Zhikai sneered: "I'm afraid your medical skills are not as good as mine, if it weren't for my grandfather's insistence on inviting you, how could you be qualified to stand next to my grandfather?"

"Old man, you don't need to spend money on medicine, you can cure the disease with a few hawthorns in normal times!" The doctor smiled kindly at the old man in front of him: "You are a minor illness, it's okay!"

"Thank you, Master Doctor!" the old man walked out with a smile on his face.

The next patient was a man with the eyes of a thief, and the whole person looked like a treacherous face, extremely obscene, not tall, bald, but full of muscles.

He stretched out his hand directly, without saying a word, and said coldly: "I don't know if you can see my illness?"

At this time, Wang Zhikai glanced at Lin Han coldly and said, "Boy, don't you think you're amazing?

"Tell me what disease this man has?"

The doctor stroked his beard, quickly withdrew his hand, smiled faintly, and looked at Lin Han with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Lin Han smiled indifferently and said: "This person's liver fire is vigorous, and the five organs of the body correspond to the five elements - gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the five elements are mutually reinforcing, and it is precisely because of the exuberance of the liver fire that his kidneys are weak." ”

"Hehe, do you know that? No wonder...... It's already very good for you to be able to see this as a mediocre person like you, who is halfway home!"

Wang Zhikai smiled very confidently, and despised Lin Han even more in his eyes, and sure enough, he was not a little worse than himself.

At this time, the bald rat-eyed man also opened his mouth coldly, and said unhappily: "I don't want you to see what bullshit is vigorous, and you actually say that nonsense, Lao Tzu wants you to see what is wrong with me?"

"I'm not done yet!"

Lin Han smiled indifferently and said, "If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid that because you have a perennial kidney deficiency and a strong liver fire, but you have practiced martial arts all year round, and the fire qi in your body is even better, it will seriously affect your fertility function!"

"Your internal organs are out of balance, and you are seriously out of balance, but these are not the things that make you saddened the most...... It's that your cow is small, much shorter than ordinary people, and you can't hold your head up in front of women!"

"You ......"

Hearing Lin Han's words, the bald rat-eyed man was annoyed and ashamed, pointed at Lin Han angrily, and then his momentum fell, and he said dejectedly: "You're right, that's it, I'm too inferior!"

"I don't even dare to hold the girl's hand, I'm incompetent!"

At this time, I heard Wang Zhikai snort coldly, and sneered: "Even if you have two strokes, but I can see at a glance that the disease is ten times more difficult than this, and you are not my opponent at all!"

Wang Guorong glanced at his grandson Wang Zhikai coldly, then smiled at Lin Han, then looked at the rat-eyed man and said, "Don't be too inferior, it's not that you can't be helped!"

The mouse-eyed man's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at the medical saint gratefully, and then his gaze dimmed again, and he whispered helplessly: "Master medical saint, do you want to let me eat *......brother?" I can't take ten pills at a time, it seems that my life is wasted!"

"We doctors categorically don't use such medicines, you only need to cultivate for two months, don't practice martial arts for the time being, and then use Jiuxiang worm, Ermuning, Tu Poria cocos, Datou Chen, Mountain Lingzhi and Xiao Ascaris decoction Chinese medicine every day, and often drink some ice water. In addition, massage your low self-esteem area often, and you will be cured in two months!"

Lin Han looked at the painful rat-eyed man in front of him and smiled.

"Go ahead and do as he says!"

The Medical Saint Wang Guorong said indifferently to the rat-eyed man, "You will be cured!"

"Thank you, two gentlemen, thank you, two gentlemen!" The rat-eyed man seemed to have found his whole world, so happy that he was about to fly, bowed to the two of them again and again, and then left quickly.

"Hmph, thank you and thank my grandfather, what does it have to do with you?"

Wang Zhikai said coldly, what he thought in his heart, his family has been a doctor for generations, this Lin Han is just a halfway monk, and he shouldn't be better than himself.