The rich smell of medicinal herbs lingers in this small square.

The loud voice of the old man in charge caused the entire crowd to fall into a dead silence, and a pair of eyes with complicated expressions fell on his steady figure.

"It's the old shopkeeper of Baiweitang! The boy was saved. ”

In the crowd, a cheer with surprise rang out, breaking the silence.

What followed was the discussion of those people who were familiar with the old man in charge:

"Hong Lao actually took the stage in person, it seems that the young man's strange illness aroused his curiosity, it is said that Hong Lao has not treated others for several years."

"The old shopkeeper of Baiweitang seems to be very powerful in medical skills, and his reputation was very loud in our medicinal material market at the beginning!"

"The small is hidden in the mountains, and the big is hidden in the city. This old shopkeeper of Baiweitang is a strange person in the Chinese medicine industry hidden in the bustling city! ”

"With a huge salary of 20 million, I'm afraid I will be obtained by Hong Lao."

"Are you happy to see Hunter? I heard that powerful Chinese medicine masters like to treat incurable diseases? ”

"Shopkeeper Hong has washed his hands for many years, but I didn't expect him to be unbearable."

“……”

Zhang Yi, who was standing at the front of the crowd, watched the old man walk towards the wooden platform, listened to the discussions around him, turned his head to look at Hou Tianfang, and said curiously: "Old Hou, his medical skills are very powerful?" ”

When Hou Tian put the old man in charge of the shopkeeper walked to the wooden platform, a faint smile appeared on the old face, and when he heard Zhang Yi's inquiry, he said with a smile: "Lao Hong's attainments in the field of traditional Chinese medicine are very powerful. Although he still has a big gap compared with those holy hands of Chinese medicine, he is comparable to the masters of Chinese medicine in the realm of Chinese medicine. ”

What is the hierarchy of the TCM community?

Zhang Yi was stunned, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"Elder Hou, can you tell me about this hierarchy?"

Hou Tian said with a smile: "There are five levels of Chinese medicine, namely: Chinese medicine apprentice, Chinese medicine doctor, Ming doctor, ghost doctor, and divine doctor. There are many Chinese medicine practitioners and Chinese medicine doctors in China, but there are very few who can reach the realm of Ming Medicine. And the powerful characters in the realm of ghost doctors are even rarer. Miracle Doctor......"

Speaking of the miracle doctor, he sighed twice, but finally did not continue.

Zhang Yi asked, "What's wrong with the divine doctor?" ”

Hou Tianfang smiled bitterly: "According to legend, there are four great divine doctors in the Chinese medicine world, they have superb medical skills and superior strength, even compared with the ancient divine doctors Bian Que and Hua Tuo, they are not inferior. It's a pity that twenty years ago, there was a huge accident, the four great doctors disappeared, and even a group of strange people with magical powers disappeared without a trace. ”

Twenty years?

Zhang Yi's heart trembled, and he suddenly thought of what happened to his master twenty years ago and he was exiled to his hometown. And the deadly demon doctor Hao Chengxiao, are they two of the four great miracle doctors?

Drunken immortal Yao Tianxiao, is he a strange person in Hou Tianfang's mouth?

"Old Hou, do you know what happened twenty years ago?" Zhang Yi leaned towards Hou Tian and asked in a low voice.

Hou Tianfang shook his head and said, "I don't know." Not to mention me, even if it is several doctors in the field of Chinese medicine, they don't know what is going on. Countless forces in China have been secretly investigating all these years, but they have not found any clues at all. ”

Zhang Yi sighed in his heart:

It seems that if you want to know the answer, unless the master and his old man tell him personally, he will not be able to figure out what happened twenty years ago.

His gaze turned to the old shopkeeper who had already ascended the wooden platform.

Lei Dafu, who had a fat head and big ears but a haggard face, met the old man in charge of the shopkeeper with an arrow, and said respectfully: "Old man, please help my son diagnose, what kind of strange disease does he have?" I took him to all the major hospitals across the country, and I also looked for a lot of well-known Chinese medicine masters in the Chinese medicine industry, but they were all helpless about my son's strange disease. ”

The indifferent gaze of the old man in charge swept over Lei Dafu, just nodded calmly, and walked to the folding bed.

Looking at the young man who was lying flat on it, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was still suffering greatly in a coma, the old man in charge of the shopkeeper stretched out his hand to put his left wrist on the pulse, and asked, "When did your son get a strange disease?" What are the pathogenesis features? ”

Lei Dafu said without thinking: "Six months ago. My son was fine, but suddenly he passed out, and then he was sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious. As for the characteristics of the disease, in addition to the lack of punctuality in terms of diet, and even sometimes a coma for several days, only relying on nutritional injections to maintain his vitality. Otherwise, there are no pathogenic features. ”

The old man frowned, his eyes wandered over the young man's face, and he quietly felt his pulse.

Two minutes later.

A wry smile appeared on the old face of the shopkeeper, and in Lei Dafu's nervous look, he silently shook his head and said, "It's strange, it's really strange." His pulse was long and short, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. I've never seen this pulse before, so I can't diagnose the cause of it. Sorry......"

Lei Dafu's heart was cold, and he had fallen into a deep valley.

Turning his head and walking to the folding bed, his fat body couldn't squat, so he knelt on the edge of the bed on his knees and grabbed his son's thin hand in the palm of his hand.

Looking at his son's frowning brows, as if he was suffering great pain, tears began to roll in his eyes, and the feeling of distress was as if he had been pierced through his heart by ten thousand arrows.

If he could, he would like to bear this pain for his son and bear this strange disease.

Raising a hand to wipe the moist corners of his eyes, his knees twisted a few times on the wooden platform, his face shifted to the crowd below, and he shouted, "Who can cure my son's illness?" Who can cure it? If anyone can cure my son's illness, all my hundreds of millions of family property will be transferred to his name. Please, who can come up and diagnose my son? ”

Hundreds of millions of family assets?

There was an uproar in the crowd below.

Everyone was shocked by his generosity.

Hundreds of millions of family assets! If they can get this hundreds of millions of family assets, I am afraid that they will no longer have to work hard to make money in their lives. The rest of your life is definitely full of chic and wonderful.

Of course!

They were also shocked by Lei Dafu's fatherly love, for his son, he poured all his family wealth, and his fatherly heart moved everyone's hearts.

Suddenly.

Behind the crowd in one of the directions, there was a commotion.

A girl wearing a long white dress, with an angelic face, a devilish and bewitching body, and that holy and worshipful atmosphere, Shi Shiran walked into the passage where everyone around her got out of the way.

She didn't smile, but everyone thought that her beautiful face was a satisfied smile; Her beautiful star-like eyes also gave everyone in front of her the illusion that she was looking at herself.

The whole scene became silent.

Whether it was men, women or children, everyone looked at her blankly, enjoying the pleasing taste.

"I'll take a look!"

A beautiful voice like a heavenly voice came from her red lips like rose petals.

Life?

Zhang Yi was also looking at this girl, and he was also attracted to this girl. However, when the girl was only about ten meters away from him, Zhang Yi's body trembled, his eyes instantly returned to clarity, and this thought involuntarily appeared in his heart.

Yes!

From this girl, he felt the vitality that was intense to the extreme.

In his dantian, the vitality spring seemed to have been magically induced, and a strong dark green light erupted from the spring, and that mass of vitality liquid also poured into his meridians without Zhang Yi's control, and began to surge wildly according to the operation route of the "Rejuvenation Jue".

The girl in the white dress seemed to notice something, and when she was still three or four meters away from Zhang Yi, she suddenly stopped, and her beautiful eyes looked up and down on Zhang Yi's body twice, and then handed Zhang Yi a seductive smile, bowed her head slightly, and then withdrew her gaze and walked towards the wooden platform.

She was......

And nod with me?

Zhang Yi quickly controlled the vitality fluid in the meridians, allowing them to quickly return to the dantian, and a little confusion appeared in his eyes.

If in addition to Zhang Yi, there is another person who quickly sobered up from the girl's beauty at this time, and that is undoubtedly Lei Dafu, who cares about his son's safety.

Watching the girl in the white dress walk up to the wooden platform, he got up from the edge of the bed and said with a pleading face: "Girl, you are not a mortal at first glance, please, save my son." If you can cure my son's strange illness, I will give you all my possessions. ”

The girl in the white dress just smiled indifferently at him, and then walked gently to the side of the bed, squatting down, and the slender white fingers rested on the young man's wrist.

Time passed little by little.

The crowd below didn't make the slightest sound, and they didn't dare to breathe, staring at the woman in the white dress who was checking the pulse on the wooden platform, for fear that if they breathed hard, they would disturb her.

Lei Dafu leaned on the edge of the bed on the other side with a nervous face, full of anticipation.

His wife died in a car accident a few years ago, leaving only this one son in the family, except for an old mother who was over the age of six.

He did not remarry after his wife's death, and the focus of his life was entirely on his career and son. Originally, he thought that under his careful care, his son would be able to grow up healthy and healthy, take over his place, and become a promising person in the future.

But God doesn't fulfill people's wishes.

He even wondered, what is the point of living by himself if his son is gone? After a hundred years of the old mother, it should be the happiest thing to go down to find her wife and children and find her parents, right?

A few minutes later.

The girl in the white dress stood up, shook her head and said, "I can diagnose the problem with his condition, but there is no way to treat it. But ......"

A wave of ecstasy surged in Lei Dafu's heart, and he hurriedly asked, "But what?" You say, I promise everything! ”

The girl in the white dress smiled lightly, and suddenly it was like a hundred flowers blooming, which made everyone's eyes shine.

"But there is someone here who can heal your son, and he is ......"

As she spoke, her white jade hand pointed at Zhang Yi under the wooden platform.