Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Six - A Reduced Version of the Phoenix Divine Needle
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Ye Bufan raised his feet and was about to enter the City Lord's Mansion, "Two of you, please show your vouchers." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Two soldiers in armor stretched out their hands to stop Ye Bufan and the others.
Mao Ba smiled and took out the yellow paper notice he was carrying in his arms and handed it to one of the soldiers. Said solemnly, "We are here to treat your young lady, if there is any delay, can you afford it?" ”
The soldier glanced at it, his expression was a little frightened, if he offended the master of the retreat, he really couldn't afford it, and he was busy apologizing: "It's all small and eye-catching, I don't know Taishan, I hope the doctor raises his noble hand and forgives the small one." The soldier who spoke winked at the other soldier.
"Doctor, please wait a moment, I'll go and report," the soldier said, his legs running like a horse, and after a while, he came out, and said with a smile: "Doctor, please come in." ”
The soldiers led Ye Bufan and the two of them, and soon came to a side courtyard, where the courtyard was filled with seasonal flowers, glass emeralds, parrots in bird cages, and some other spirit birds, and ten carved jade rooms appeared in view.
The soldier knocked on one of the doors and said, "My lord, consciousness is here." ”
"Let them in." A powerful voice came from inside the room.
Ye Bufan and the others entered the door, and the soldiers slowly closed the door and retreated.
The well-defined face seemed to be made of a sword, and the internal strength exuded fluctuations, making Ye Bufan feel a deep sense of oppression.
Looking at the soft couch inside, a young girl was lying on the bed with a pale face, her black hair was spread out, her long eyelashes were with a pair of closed apricot eyes, and the petite bridge of her nose looked even more crystalline.
The man looked at Ye Bufan and the two and said, "I don't know which of the two of you is a doctor?" ”
Ye Bufan took a step forward and said, "I'm a doctor." ”
The man looked at Ye Bufan, there was no fluctuation on his body, and his bone age was in his twenties, thinking to himself, how could he be optimistic about his daughter's illness, the level of medical skills at a young age is at best just a ghost doctor has just entered the layer, he shook his head and said, "Too young." ”
Ye Bufan said: "Youwei is not young, Zhou Yu can still lead hundreds of thousands of troops in Eastern Wu at the age of eight, and Ganluo can worship the prime minister's seal at the age of twelve, youth may be just the appearance, and his ability is the last word, I don't know if what I said is right or not, Lord Yancheng?" ”
Yan Haocheng looked at Ye Bufan, "What you said seems to have some truth, I don't know who Zhou Yu and Gan Luo you are talking about?" How does it compare to me, the lord of the city? ”
Ye Bufan's face was black, how could he know about the historical figures in China, and coughed dryly, "Naturally, it is not as powerful as the city lord, but it is not at this level." ”
"Oh? Aren't you the one for this interface. Yan Haocheng asked curiously,
"Truth be told, I was the one who shuttled here, and then I got here."
Ye Bufan's words were poured on Yan Haocheng's head with a basin of cold water, a person who shuttled up from the lower interface, how could it be possible to raise a master in such a barren place, it seems that my daughter's illness is still waiting for Dr. Wang Chongyang.
At this moment, two people pushed the door in, one of them had a bone age of two hundred, and the other had a bone age of forty, the older one was wearing a blue robe and a white beard, and he was floating without wind, and the other knew without looking at it, he must be the old man's assistant, or the next person, the apprentice.
The old man looked at Ye Bufan, frowned slightly, and the other said, "Since the city lord has invited the senior master, my master will not bother and leave." ”
Yan Haocheng took the first step, stopped the old man, and said: "Immortal Doctor Wang, please forgive me, you also know that I am eager to save the girl, put up a notice, and visit the world's famous doctors, this little brother has just come in, Wang Immortal Doctor, you came in, and I hope that the immortal doctor will help the little girl, I am grateful." ”
The other glanced at Ye Bufan and said with a smile: "The twenty-three-year-old bone age is interesting, the fetal hair has not grown yet, come here to cheat and cheat, the courage is really not small." ”
Wang Chongyang, his brows furrowed, and said, "You can't be rude, it's important to see Miss Yanting." ”
"Oh." Wang Xiang glanced at Ye Bufan and stepped aside.
Wang Chongyang walked to the side of the bed, picked up the jade arm of Yan Ting, who was lying flat on the bed, put his fingers on the pulse, Ye Bufan, who was standing on the side, frowned slightly, he used his scrutiny to find that Yan Ting's pulse was getting weaker and weaker, he was sure that if he was not rescued within a month, he would only have a life.
Wang Chongyang's fingers were on Yan Ting's pulse, feeling the weakness of the pulse beating, and there was a danger of stopping at any time, groaning, and he didn't find any disease on Yan Ting's body, and from the pulse point of view, although the beating was weak, it was not a problem of lesions in the body organs, so what was going on? Wang Chongyan was puzzled.
Ye Bufan looked at the sky and the earth, not knowing if he was talking to himself, or if he did it intentionally, "The body is fine, then there is only one possibility, the problem of the head and soul." ”
Wang Chongyang patted his head. "Yes, yes, it should be a traumatic soul." Wang Chongyang looked back at Ye Bufan, and there was a little more approval in his eyes.
"With your mouth, can't my grandfather see it?" Wang's eyes rolled, but he was obviously a little more surprised by the young man in front of him.
"Alas!" Wang Chongyang glanced at the city lord and said, "I can only do my best, whether it can be good or not depends on the creation." ”
"Bring the silver needle, king." Wang Chongyang commanded.
Wang Xiang immediately handed the silver needle that had been detoxified to his grandfather respectfully, and then glanced at Ye Bufan with his nostrils facing the sky, and stood behind Wang Chongyang.
Wang Chongyang's strength has reached the cultivation of the early stage of Wuyang, he pinched the silver needle in his fingers, the strength in his body kept turning, and there was a red round sun on the top of his head, looming, which was the sign of Wuyang.
With the silver needles piercing Yan Ting's head, Ye Bufan was surprised in his heart, how could it be so similar to the Phoenix Divine Needle he had used before, but it didn't look as powerful as the Phoenix Divine Needle, how could it look like a reduced version of the Phoenix Divine Needle.
Then six magic needles pierced Yan Ting's head, and a huge phoenix head was displayed on Yan Ting's head, accompanied by a chirping sound, Wang Chongyang was already sweating profusely at this time, but he still checked Yan Ting's pulse every two minutes, and the voice of the phoenix head chanting became smaller and smaller, slowly disappearing, and ten minutes later, Wang Chongyang pulled out the silver needle.
Then he took the pulse again, and sighed: "Although there is recovery, but it is very small, if it is the sect master of our medicine sect, it may be able to recover, although the Phoenix Divine Needle has a great moisturizing effect on the divine soul, but it is still very little, maybe my medical skill level is not enough, after all, it is only the realm of immortal doctors, but I believe that after this injection, within three months, Miss Yanting, there should be no problem." ”
"Are you sure that what you are casting is the Phoenix Divine Needle," Ye Bufan said on the side.
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