Chapter Thirty-Eight: I'm Not Used to You
The belief that he had believed in for more than ten years suddenly collapsed, and Que Gang, who was already over forty years old, couldn't bear it in a trance.
"Physician Huang, please make sure to cure my brother. After a moment of silence, Que Gang pleaded in a low voice.
Hearing this, Huang Yaoshi, whose hair was already gray, glanced at the medicine apprentice behind him, but he shook his head and sneered at Que Gang: "Commander Que, forgive the old man for his incompetence, and the time for my brother's true qi to be disordered is not short. ”
"If you want to heal, I'm afraid you have to ask my master to come, or take something that contains extremely pure aura as a guide, and then you can heal. ”
Hearing the old man's words, Que Gang sighed in disappointment.
Physician Huang's master has reached the peak of the Void Body Realm with his strength, and he is the imperial physician, so he wants to invite others?
Are you kidding.
As for the latter, it is nowhere to be found.
After Physician Huang, the doctors and apprentices behind him also stepped forward to try, but it was obvious that their masters were helpless, and they were just routine.
When the last doctor shook his head, Que Gang's mood was completely gloomy.
Que Bing'er on the side, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, she didn't immediately take out papaya to heal, obviously had her own concerns.
That's how she wants her second uncle to taste the feelings of remorse and despair, just like the kind she and her father have always tasted.
In the recuperation room, Physician Huang no longer has the vigor he had when he came.
After a while, Que Gang sighed and smiled reluctantly: "This time, I bother Doctor Huang to go on this trip, it seems that the old man is destined to be sorry for his brother, so I will send someone to escort you back." ”
"I'll do it anyway. ”
Just as Doctor Huang was about to leave, bland words suddenly came out of Que Bing'er's mouth.
"Nizi, do you have a way?" Hearing this, Que Gang suddenly turned his worries into joy.
Looking at Yin Bing'er, who stepped forward, Doctor Huang was stunned, and a little anger suddenly appeared on his face.
Did you little girl deliberately jump out and slap her face?
Could it be that your medical skills can be compared to my master, or is it just that your small mayor's mansion has that valuable treasure?
"Girl, don't be reckless, be careful and self-defeating. The little doctor standing behind Doctor Huang said with a sneer on his face.
He was already dissatisfied with Que Bing'er in his heart.
Lao Tzu is a doctor's apprentice, even your uncle has to be respectful to us, who do you show with a paralyzed face?
There is a lot of conceit in the words.
The subtext of this sentence is: "Be careful, don't accidentally kill your father." ”
Slowly stopping, Que Bing'er glanced at the proud doctor.
The delicate palm was slowly raised, and on it, the cold white aura gathered slightly, and after an instant, it shot out violently like a devouring flame.
The extremely cold ice-attribute aura enveloped the healer's apprentice who was staring wide-eyed in horror.
In the blink of an eye, the big living person who had just spoken wildly turned into a lifeless humanoid ice sculpture.
In the face of this kind of self-righteous person, Que Bing'er has never been used to it, kill!
What about the impact on luck, dare to curse my father, die!
Doctor Huang clenched his fists, and Que Bing'er actually dared to kill his doctor in front of him.
This move is tantamount to a direct declaration of war on him.
Que Gang gasped, his niece's temper was not much compared to me back then.
It's a pity that the relief is relieved, and Dr. Huang is afraid that he will not be able to move in the future.
Taking a deep breath, the anger in Dr. Huang's heart gradually subsided, and he was naturally able to control his emotions as he was in his late teens.
stared at Que Bing'er, and said in a deep voice: "Today I can be regarded as understanding Que Bing'er's power, we will meet again." ”
Flicking his sleeves, Dr. Huang angrily left the recuperation room.
"Alas. ”
Sighing lightly, Que Gang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Niece, you are too impulsive, and he can also end it secretly in the future." ”
Que Bing'er walked to the side of the bed and said lightly: "Second uncle, your words are not like the temper of the year. ”
"Uh..."
Hearing this, Que Gang shook his head and immediately smiled awkwardly: "After some things, you have to become calmer." ”
"Father was injured for you, and now someone is cursing him, isn't it a little ...... for you to advise me to be calmer" Que Bing'er was slightly dissatisfied in her voice, and said coldly.
Que Gang's original intention was just to persuade his niece not to be too rash in case of trouble, but he didn't expect her to be so impulsive to herself.
I was a little overwhelmed by her at the moment, and for a while, I didn't know what to say.
"Bing'er is not targeting the second uncle, it's just that his father's life is in danger, and it is inevitable that he will not say anything sometimes, please don't mind. ”
Just when Que Gang was silent, Que Bing'er took off the burden behind him and said in a low voice.
Que Gang smiled noncommittally, he really liked Nizi's frank character.
Untying the baggage, Que Bing'er slowly opened the purple shirt wooden box.
"What is this?"
His eyes stopped at the melon in the box, and Que Gang asked suspiciously.
"Papaya. ”
With a frosty face, he lowered his head and cut the papaya into pieces, and then mashed it.
At this time, her face was solemn, obviously this was nothing, and the stake was her father's life.
With just a few words from that young man, he bought all the spirit stones on his body for this papaya that could not feel any spiritual energy.
Why?
Maybe it's because of his clear eyes.
Maybe it's the desire for a miracle in my heart......
Putting the mashed flesh aside, Yan Bing'er swept his gaze over Que Xiong, his body functions getting weaker and weaker.
"If this thing is useless, I'm afraid my brother won't be able to survive tonight. Quexiong's heart was beating, and Que Gang said in a low voice.
Que Xiong gently lifted Que Xiong's body with one hand, and then Que Bing'er slowly poured the pulp into his mouth little by little.
The flesh entered Que Xiong's body, and before it reached the stomach, it melted away at an extremely fast speed, and immediately generated an extremely pure aura.
The aura in the monk's body is not absolutely pure, and it cannot resonate with the pure aura in the papaya, so it cannot be sensed.
You can only feel it if you eat it in your body.
"My father's condition has improved. A moment later, an unbelievable voice came from Que Bing'er's mouth.
Hearing this, he hurriedly looked at Que Xiong, his withered face became ruddy, and his breath became a little stable.
His pupils shrank suddenly, and Que Gang's eyes stared at the brother in front of him without blinking.
"Ao, how can the effect be so fast. ”
"Are you sure this is a papaya, not a holy melon?"
Que Bing'er smiled.
Holy melon?