"Holy doctor, my mother can still be saved," Yang Xin asked with concern.

Leng Qinlan picked up Mrs. Yang's hand, diagnosed her lower pulse, and then took out a golden needle and pricked some blood on the back of Mrs. Yang's hand, observed it carefully, got up and checked Mrs. Yang's facial features, and sat back in the chair.

Not only Yang Xin, but also the surrounding onlookers were also waiting for Leng Qinlan's reply.

"Lingtang's situation is indeed the first time this doctor has seen it."

As soon as Leng Qinlan spoke, Yang Xin's expression showed a little disappointment.

"But" Leng Qinlan turned around, and Yang Xin stared straight at the mask again.

The silver needle rotated lightly in Leng Qinlan's hand, dangling as a silver plate in the night.

Suddenly, the silver needle flew and pierced into Madame Yang's eyebrows.

"You" Yang Xin was shocked.

Leng Qinlan flicked her sleeves with one hand to resist Yang Xin, and threw out several golden needles with the other, stabbing into Mrs. Yang's roar, temples, and cheeks.

After a moment's pause, several golden needles flew out at the same time and fell back into Leng Qinlan's palm.

Immediately after, the people who were closer to the consultation table heard a dull humming sound coming from Mrs. Yang's mouth.

This is the first time in several years that Yang Xin has heard his mother make a sound, even if she was deliberately beaten before, she was unconscious with a knife, and even when he pierced her feet with an awl, there was no reaction.

"Mother" Yang Xin didn't care what Leng Qinlan did, leaned over to Mrs. Yang, and shouted loudly.

"Uh-huh"

Although the voice was very weak, Yang Xin heard it, was this his mother's response to him

"Holy Doctor" Yang Xin turned around excitedly and knelt on Leng Qinlan's knees.

This is the heaviest compliment to an outsider other than kneeling to the heavens and the earth.

"Holy Doctor" Yang Xin bowed to the ground, and he was speechless.

"Young Master Yang, get up, don't disturb the doctor."

The Yang family's family stepped forward to help Yang Xin up and retreat to the side.

Leng Qinlan rolled up her cuffs with a faint expression, "If Ling Tang had met this doctor earlier, he would have recovered after a few injections, but unfortunately he had to suffer some sins after a long delay." ”

"I have also sought a holy doctor, but unfortunately there is no way." Yang Xin said, "No matter what the crime, it's better than this." As long as I can recover my mother, I can endure some sins. ”

"I'm afraid I can't help it." Leng Qinlan said and looked at Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang's mouth made a series of "uh-huh" sounds, presumably because she heard their conversation and made up her mind to suffer the crime.

"Don't think that after being sick for so many years, you can afford anything." Leng Qinlan said, "The sins mentioned by this doctor must be capital punishment, if the patient does not have extremely high willpower to withstand it, the one I do will fall short, and instead of healing the person, I will bury the patient's life, but ruin the reputation of the doctor." ”

"Mmmmmmmm

"Mother, can you stand up to it?" asked Yang Xin.

"Uh-huh-uh-huh"

Different tones emanated from Mrs. Yang's mouth.

"Prepare a bonfire, set up a large basin, and boil the water." Leng Qinlan commanded.

Yang Xin immediately threw out a hundred taels of silver tickets and gave them to the shopkeeper of the teahouse, and the shopkeeper immediately ordered the man to do it.

In a few moments, a bonfire was lit in front of the teahouse, and a large iron basin filled with water was erected in it.

Leng Qinlan got up and walked to the bonfire, took out a medicine bottle from her arms, opened it, and sprinkled the powder in the bottle into the water, and the water was steaming after a while.

Then Leng Qinlan motioned to Yang Xin to take Mrs. Yang to the basin, and then asked Yang Xin and the others to get out of the way, and she raised her legs to kick a large basin of steaming water to Mrs. Yang.

"Ah," exclaimed in unison.

Isn't this to burn a man into a dead pig?

"Mother" Yang Xin was shocked again.

Before he could rush forward, Leng Qinlan had already thrown him away with a sleeve wind, and due to the strong momentum, he hit the crowd of onlookers, and a large number of people followed and retreated several steps together, and the open space in front of the teahouse instantly opened up a lot.

Mrs. Yang rolled on the ground with a sullen voice, trembling violently, bubbling with white mist, and a few withered hairs sticking to the soil on the ground fell off one after another.

Xing Yunqi, who was standing on the roof on the other side, couldn't help frowning, and the crowd exploded after a short silence.

Where is this saving people, it is clearly killing people, and it is not the pleasure of making people die, but inhuman torture.

Once again, everyone was suspicious of the ghost-faced man. Fortunately, it didn't happen to him, the eldest son of the Yang family is big this time.

"Mother" Yang Xin screamed in pain and wanted to pounce again.

"Yang Gongzi doesn't believe in this doctor," Leng Qinlan glanced at the past lightly.

The voice was very soft, the eyes were very light, and he seemed to be careless about the qiē in front of him, but it seemed that some power rushed into Yang Xin's mind, and he froze in the moment and blurted out, "I believe you"

Leng Qinlan bent over, picked up Mrs. Yang, who was rolling on the ground, and swept it to the open space on the roof.

Those who know know in their hearts that she is carrying a person, and those who don't know can't figure out what object she is carrying, and they can't see the shape when they are dirty.

I saw Leng Qinlan's hands beating back and forth on Mrs. Yang's body, as if beating a sandbag that had already been flattened, and Mrs. Yang's mouth made a "uh-huh-huh" sound one after another, which sounded very poignant and made people's hearts furious.

A normal person is afraid that he can't stand such a hot beating, let alone a dying person who is dying with only one breath.

People are tossed to be alive like this

Looking at Yang Xin again, he was suddenly very quiet, his eyes were also very firm, and he seemed to believe in this ghost-faced holy doctor very much, since other people's own sons had nothing to say, others would not do more.

And Xing Yunqi, although he is upright, but he believes in Ye Qin in his heart, and he can't help but believe that this ghost-faced person who is very similar to Ye Qin, and a person with out-of-character behavior must have something extraordinary, otherwise he is making such a big fuss on the street, isn't he incurring hatred for himself, maybe Mrs. Yang's strange illness needs to be cured by the strange law.

"It's raining," I don't know who shouted first.

I saw black raindrops falling from the roof.

Everyone knew that the ink rain was abnormal, and they avoided it one after another.

The ink rain came from Mrs. Yang's body, and it drifted and fell with Mrs. Yang as the center.

However, the black raindrops disappeared without a trace when they fell to the ground, leaving not even a trace of watermarks, and the burning lanterns were not affected in the slightest, and they still burned freely.

Looking at the roof again, Leng Qinlan held a golden needle and pierced Mrs. Yang's body back and forth, the technique was extremely fast, no one could see where she pierced, and Mrs. Yang's voice was worse than the other.

Only this terrible cry let people know that Mrs. Yang is still alive and has not been tossed to death. Compared with how many years of lifelessness, the louder Mrs. Yang's cry is, it means that her illness is getting better and better.

"Head of the family, this person can really bring Madame back to life"

In the corner of the crowd, the head of the Yang family was also watching silently.

This kind of torture and murder-like method of dealing with people is unheard of and unseen.

"The ghost-faced holy doctor, very famous among the people of Eastern Chu and the world's martial arts, if this person is not fake, he may really be able to cure his wife, Xin'er has also spent a lot of silver to find someone before, but in vain, I don't want to suddenly appear in Yonghua City today." Yang Feng stared thoughtfully at the situation on the roof.

"The little one also heard that the ghost face holy doctor is hard to find, but it is said that it is really strange to have a free clinic on the street today, isn't it?"

Yang Feng raised his hand to stop his subordinates' words.

I only heard a plop, and Mrs. Yang was thrown off the roof by Leng Qinlan and was falling to the chair.

Everyone looked closely, and Mrs. Yang, who had been squeezed and deviated, seemed to have recovered her body shape to normal, although it still looked a little deformed, but the left side was obviously retracted, and the right side also extended out, and her arms and legs looked the same thickness. The facial features on the face are also much neater, although they are still a little distorted, at least they don't look so terrible anymore.

"Mother" Yang Xin came back to her senses and hurriedly returned to Mrs. Yang's side.

"Fortunately, Ling Tang has a tough temperament and can withstand the treatment of this doctor, and he did not smash the doctor's signboard." Leng Qinlan jumped off the roof.

The cyan cloak flew into the air, as if falling from the stars to the world, fluttering like a fairy, and the unique ghost face added a little mystery to the overall shape of the god.

"Ling Tang's body is caused by the interaction between internal and external combinations, and the doctor has stretched her stiff muscles and bones for many years, and with the prescription prescribed by the doctor, she will be able to return to normal in a few days."

"It's so godly" The others saw that Mrs. Yang was much better after some tossing, and they praised each other.

Maybe it's talking about the ghost-faced holy doctor's methods, or maybe it's saying that she left everyone with a god-like feeling.

As long as people can be healed, any means are just a process.

"I don't know what internal and external influences my mother is under, please explain, and I can take precautions in the future." Yang Xin asked very sincerely.

"Xin'er" At this moment, Yang Feng squeezed through the crowd and strode over.

"Daddy."

"If you have any questions, ask the holy doctor to prescribe medicine, and give it to your mother as much as possible, so that your mother will not suffer more pain." Yang Feng said.

Leng Qinlan glanced at Yang Feng, ignored his deliberate obstruction, picked up the pen that had been prepared on the table, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the spread out paper.

"It's a recipe for recuperation." Leng Qinlan handed the written prescription to Yang Xin, and took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and poured out two pills, "One medicine is divided into three parts, and it is taken separately in the morning, noon and evening, and it is taken for two days in a row." ”

"Yes, thank you, Holy Doctor." Yang Xin's prescription and pills, "I don't know the diagnosis money"

The medicine of the Ghost Face Holy Doctor is difficult to buy for a thousand dollars, and it must be worth a lot of money if he gets two at once.

Leng Qinlan waved her hand, "The doctor said that today is a free clinic, and no matter whether rich or poor, the noble or the low will take a penny." ”

"Holy Doctor, Holy Doctor"

As soon as Leng Qinlan's voice fell, a warm shout broke out among the onlookers

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