Without waiting for Cong Ye to answer the junior brother's question, the hot-tempered senior brother turned around and blocked the door of the medical hall, and scolded the young city lord Zhan Xiong and Murong Yun who were about to enter:

"Wait and wait!"

In the north city of this town, in addition to being afraid of the bush leaves, when has Zhan Xiong ever been afraid of others. He immediately took half a step back, signaling Murong Yun to step forward to deal with the short-eyed guy in front of him.

Murong Yun was still more cautious, first glanced up at Cong Ye with a smile on his face, and saw that the other party didn't say anything, so he stretched out his hand to pull the person who stopped in front of the door away.

Even in the face of a large group of officers and soldiers, this senior brother did not show the slightest fear on his face, but a look of disdain. Facing Murong Yun's outstretched hand, he didn't dodge or dodge, but clenched his fist with one hand and smashed it towards Murong Yun's fingertips.

It can be regarded as Cong Ye, who has learned a lot of secular martial arts, when has he ever seen such a move, he can't help but turn his head and look curiously at the two of them.

Murong Yun's reaction was not unpleasant, seeing that the opponent's fist was about to collide with the tip of his palm, he immediately bent his fingers into a hook, and did not collide with the opponent, but circled the opponent's wrist, using the silk winding strength in the grappling kung fu, which meant to grab the opponent's wrist and pull it into his arms with force, and then give an elbow blow, or raise his knee to the crotch.

Unexpectedly, this grumpy senior brother didn't care at all that his wrist was grabbed by Murong Yun, nor did he care that his body was pulled by Murong Yun and drilled into the other party's arms, and his right fist was still straight towards Murong Yun's left chest.

The corners of Murong Yun's mouth showed the pride of the successful conspiracy, and he suddenly raised his knee to the other party's crotch. But what he didn't expect was that his knee made a duang sound as if it was on an iron plate, and then a sharp pain came from his knee. At the same time, the man's fist also slammed into his left chest, and his body flew out towards the center of the street in an instant.

Murong Yun was ashamed, just one move, he was shot away by the other party, this was in front of his father and uncle, and the king in the pride of his son must have also seen it.

Just as Murong Yun got up and wanted to continue rushing over, Zhan Li suddenly turned sideways between him and the young man who had just walked out of the medical hall.

Cong Ye can see clearly, this so-called senior brother should practice horizontal kung fu, which is similar to the iron cloth kung fu of the Shaolin Temple on the earth. Seeing Zhan Li standing up, Cong Ye had a trace of curiosity about it when he was originally in the basement of the City Lord's Mansion, and now he took this opportunity to see what was so extraordinary about this newly appointed Great Commander.

Zhan Li did not fight with the other party's bare hands, but held an iron gun, and the two fought in the middle of the street.

One with bare hands, one with an iron gun in hand. The bare-handed person is not afraid of the iron spear at all, and only cares about drilling into Zhan Li's arms, and only when he gets close to the fight, is it beneficial to the so-called senior brother. Zhan Li naturally knew the other party's intentions, and an iron spear danced, as if he had eyes, specifically picking out the weak points on the opponent's body, such as the eyes, such as the key points on the front chest and back. In addition, the power on Zhan Li's iron spear is extremely strong, and every blow can prevent the opponent from succeeding in trying to get close to the goal of hand-to-hand combat, and even occasionally force the opponent to take a step and a half back.

However, in the whole process, Zhan Li was the main defender, and the opponent was the main attacker.

This makes the bush leaves who have been watching, the more they look at it, the more they like it. Especially Zhan Li's spear, as well as Zhan Liqi's accurate acupoint recognition kung fu. Don't look at Zhan Li is using a spear to point points, but he has not lost the slightest accuracy. This made Cong Ye's curiosity about Zhan Li heavier and heavier, which was not something that could be practiced in a year or two. Moreover, it must be guided by a famous teacher. In particular, people who are familiar with the acupuncture points of the human body, if they are not proficient in medical science, are very likely to also be able to work hard.

Seeing that the two were at a stalemate, Murong Shilin, who had been waiting behind the sedan chair with Zhan Bo, suddenly shouted:

"Stop!"

Zhan Li didn't dare to slack off, forced his opponent back with one shot, and then jumped out of the battle circle, holding a spear in his hand, and bowed to Murong Shilin.

Murong Shilin didn't look at Zhan Li, who saluted him, but looked at the young man who was standing in the middle of the street, blocking everyone from entering the medical hall and asked:

"Who are you that dare to stand in the way of His Majesty the King?"

After all, he is a person who has been in a high position for a long time, and Murong Shilin's words still sound quite majestic.

"King, where is the king?"

It was only at this time that the curtain of the red tweed sedan chair that stopped in the center of the street was lifted by Murong Yun, and then a middle-aged man with a short figure, a fair face, and a long strand of hair under his chin came out of it. No need to ask, just from that exquisite dress, it should be the king in Murong Shilin's mouth.

At this time, Murong Shilin and Zhan Bo had already dismounted and were bowing down to the king who came out of the palanquin.

"Your Majesty, it's all a dereliction of duty."

The king only waved his hand at the two of them, and instead of answering, he strode towards the door of the infirmary.

I didn't want the so-called senior brother to even give the king face, so he still turned sideways and said:

"Wait, the doctor at the infirmary is treating the family teacher, if you have anything, please come back later."

However, the tone of speech was still much more polite.

The king did not stop, continued to walk towards the gate of the medical hall, and did not pay attention to the other party, but raised his voice to Cong Ye, who was standing at the door:

"I want to talk to Dr. Cong, I wonder if Dr. Cong has time?"

"Your Majesty is polite, please come in."

Since he was so polite as a king, of course Cong Ye would not turn him away, and while speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed the senior brother who was standing in front of the door to block the king from entering, only to see the other party kicking and kicking, and ran forward in a few steps in a row, just bypassing the king's body, and hitting the wall across the street before stopping.

While Cong Ye led the dynasty upstairs, he first said to Qian Ying:

"Xiaoying came up to make tea."

He also instructed Ouyang Lanlan:

"Lan Lan stayed below for the time being, and applied needles at the patient's big vertebrae, Zusanli, Baihui, Quchi, and Mingmen, and changed to Jizhong, Zhongfu, Hegu, and Guan Yuan after two quarters of an hour."

"Yes, sir."

Finally, he said to the junior brother:

"Don't let your senior brother make trouble again, otherwise Xian Kunzhong will invite Gao Ming to go."

In fact, Cong Ye asked Ouyang Lanlan to administer needles to that strange patient, just to cover people's eyes and ears and delay time, and it would not have any effect on the patient's symptoms at all. He wanted to deal with the king's visit first, and then go back to help the patient. After the other party recovered, Cong Ye still had something very important to ask. This is the first time I have met a monk after coming to this time and space for more than 20 years, and I must not give up this opportunity lightly.

Similarly, Cong Ye also wanted to know from the king whether there were any monks in the Great Forest Kingdom, which was also a question that Cong Ye urgently wanted to know. Alternative Medicine

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Chapter 410: The King Asks to See-

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