In any case, Zhan Bo and the others are mortals. Although I have seen a lot of regulations in online novels about monks not killing innocents indiscriminately, especially treating mortals, let alone taking them lightly. But the fact is that Cong Ye has been cultivating for so many years, and he has only seen the old grandfather who introduced him when he was a child, as well as the three real cultivators of Senior Brother Shi Shan and Second Senior Brother Yan Lingben, not to mention the Immortal Cultivation Realm. Therefore, he didn't know if there were rules similar to those mentioned in the online novel, but he didn't want to deal with ordinary people, so if he could, he would try not to make a move.

For Zhan Bo, a master who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, and has no bottom line, Cong Ye will not make a move, the key is that he is afraid of dirty his hands.

Occasionally, the clump leaves also think of a question. That is the white-bearded old man who introduced himself when he was a child, whether he is the master and his old man as the second senior brother said. This question has been bothering Cong Ye for a long time, and I have been wanting to ask it the next time I see the second senior brother, but I accidentally came here through the time node. Cong Ye felt that the chance of seeing the second senior brother again was very slim.

However, from the analysis of what the second senior brother said, the master and his old man must have seen him. Otherwise, I wouldn't tell Second Senior Brother that most of the people around me couldn't cultivate, except for the words of that girl with a pure yin physique.

Because of this, Cong Ye is more inclined to believe that the master in the mouth of the second senior brother is the white-bearded old man who introduced him when he was a child. However, after all, this can only be determined after seeing the master with his own eyes or getting confirmation from the second senior brother.

In that long conversation with Senior Brother Shi Shan, Cong Ye did not mention this issue, because according to the analysis of the second senior brother who had never met the senior brother himself, when the senior brother was by the master's side, Cong Ye had not yet been born.

Today, Cong Ye returned to the medical hall, couldn't help but think of this question again, and sat in the room in a daze, until Qian Ying came up and said:

"Master, there is a seriously ill patient downstairs, and my mother and I can't see what the illness is."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, sir."

"What are the characteristics of the patient?"

Cong Ye asked as he walked downstairs behind Qian Ying.

"Half of your body is as hot as boiling water, but half of your body is as cold as ice and snow."

Well? Cong Ye's heart moved when he heard this, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

When I came downstairs, I saw Ouyang Lanlan standing in front of the clinic bed, with an anxious expression.

"Mother, the master is here."

Since her energy was all on the patient, Ouyang Lanlan didn't notice Cong Ye's footsteps going downstairs, and when she heard her daughter's voice, she turned around and saluted Cong Ye.

"Master, the slave is incompetent, disturb the master."

"Lan Lan doesn't need to be like this, wait for me to see."

Cong Ye stepped forward, just from the patient's extremely weird face, it confirmed what Qian Ying said. Reaching out and touching it again, sure enough, the body on the left was as hot as hot water, and the side on the right was as cold as ice. Reaching out and grabbing one of the patient's wrists, a stream of real qi was instantly channeled into the guò vein. Without the slightest pause, Cong Ye guided the True Qi straight to the patient's dantian.

At this time, Cong Ye had a faint expectation in his heart, because this phenomenon was very similar to a legendary cultivation method - the expression of the Rong Ku Jue that went mad.

If it can be found that there is a true Qi in the dantian part of the patient, it means that the patient in front of him is the monk he has been looking for.

In fact, there is no need to wait for Zhenqi to enter the patient's dantian, as soon as he enters the patient's Ren vein, the cong leaf has already found an abnormality. Because the patient's pulse is much larger than that of a normal person, or even more than twice that of a normal person.

This discovery made Cong Ye simply excited, and as Zhen Qi entered the patient's dantian, he really found a large group of Zhen Qi rushing left and right there, as if it was a trapped beast, and it was necessary to find an outlet, otherwise it would be unwilling.

Cong Ye was already sure that this patient was an immortal cultivator. Holding back the ecstasy in his heart, Cong Ye did not treat him immediately, but kept a trace of Zhenqi in his dantian, and turned around to ask the relatives of the patient who sent him:

"What is your relationship with the patient?"

"Does this have anything to do with you? Can you diagnose and treat the master's illness? ”

When Cong Ye came downstairs, he had already found the two young men standing in the medical hall, and knew that they had sent the patient, so he asked from the opening of his mouth, but he didn't expect to get an impolite answer from one of them.

Cong Ye was not annoyed, and continued to ask:

"I need to know the details of the patient."

The other, a slightly older young man, was obviously much more polite, and immediately replied:

"The master was found sick in his room this morning, and I have never seen him suffer from such a strange illness before. Moreover, the master never seemed to be sick. ”

"How long have you been learning from your master?"

"Does this also have something to do with seeing a doctor?"

Cong Ye didn't know if the young man who was angry was like this all along, or if there was another reason, so he still didn't pay attention to him, just looked at the other one, waiting for an answer.

"Senior brother has been with the master for more than ten years, and I have been with the master for less than seven years."

Judging from the appearance of the two, the so-called senior brother is only ten * years old, and the junior brother who spoke is a little older, and should be in his early twenties. That is to say, they all followed this patient in martial arts when they were teenagers. It's just that, from the bodies of the two of them, Cong Ye didn't see any internal strength.

"What sect are you?"

"There are no sects. It was the master who took us two brothers. ”

"Can you heal the master? If you can't save the master after a long time, see if I don't demolish your medical hall. ”

"You dare!"

Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter, who have never been able to speak without the permission of Cong Ye, are the first time to see such a horizontal patient's family. Seeing that this young man had never taken the old man Cong Ye in his eyes, and he was rude when he spoke, Qian Ying couldn't help but scold him coquettishly.

Even Cong Ye didn't expect that Qian Ying's coquettish reprimand was surprisingly effective, not only did the young man not open his mouth to refute, but after glancing at Qian Ying, his cheeks were slightly red and he twisted his head in the direction of the window.

Cong Ye was also looking out the window with a smile on his lips, he had already noticed the abnormality on the street. First, Zhan Li led a pair of officers and soldiers to disperse the pedestrians on the street, and then Zhan Xiong and Murong Yun walked over from left to right. Immediately behind the two of them was a delicate red tweed sedan chair, and behind the sedan chair was Zhan Bo and Murong Shilin riding tall horses side by side, and behind them were a pair of soldiers with bright armor.

"Lan Lan, Xiaoying, our medical hall has another guest."

Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter also saw the excitement on the street, but they didn't think that it would be from the medical hall, and when they heard Cong Ye say this, they asked back:

"How did the master know that he came to our medical center?"

"Hehe, I guessed too."

"Doctor, can you save the master?"

The older junior brother also saw that the people on the street should have come to the medical hall, because the pair of soldiers who walked in the front had already stood in two rows on both sides of the entrance of the medical hall at this time, worried that the doctor in front of him would only take care of the unusual customers who seemed to be coming, and ignore the master on the hospital bed, so he asked very politely-

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