When everyone was dizzy, Zhang Hongjing pointed to the small house in front of him and said, "Here, this is Doctor Cao's medical hall." Without exception, everyone's faces were full of disappointment, how could the divine doctor live in such a small house?

It must be that He Jintao is deliberately playing tricks on them. The expression on the mosquito's face first changed from disappointment to anger, all of which Zhang Hongjing saw in his eyes, but he believed in this Doctor Cao.

This Cao Shenyi's original name was Cao Deyi, and it is said that he was a disciple of Liu Shenwei, that is, the disciple of Sun Simiao, the king of medicine.

The reason why Zhang Hongjing knew him was because he used unconventional means to cure the illness of the Luoyang Jiedu envoy, and it became a beautiful talk for a while.

At that time, Luoyang Jiedu made Yuan Kuo suffer from a strange disease, and he was sad and depressed all day long, so that he lost his appetite and was skinny.

The Yuan family is a first-class gate valve in Luoyang, and the family is strong, so they invite famous doctors from all over the world to come for diagnosis and treatment. Countless famous doctors were invited, and after several diagnoses and treatments, the condition still did not improve at all.

At this time, someone recommended Cao Deyi on the bank of Baihuazhou in the east of Luoyang City, it is said that he used medicine eclecticly, and he had cured countless incurable diseases, but he was older.

At that time, Cao Deyi was already in his seventies, and he walked tremblingly. When the Yuan family saw that this person himself was not in a good way, and he had to treat others, he immediately wanted to coax him away, thinking that he was another person who came to cheat and drink.

The person who recommended him said that he was a disciple of the divine doctor Liu Shenwei and the disciple of the medicine king Sun Simiao, which allowed him to enter the Yuan family.

Cao Deyi inquired about the condition of the Jiedu envoy, stumbled to the Jiedu envoy, was so old that he couldn't even open his eyes, and grabbed the wrist of the Jiedu envoy in a daze, took the pulse, and said after a while: "You have irregular menstruation, it's not a disease, just take care of it." After speaking, he looked lost and depressed, and muttered and left.

The old man was dumbfounded, and immediately laughed, thinking: "Where did this fool come from, I was dizzy, I couldn't tell the difference between men and women, and I actually said that I had irregular menstruation." Whenever I think about it, I laugh to myself.

I drank a big bowl of rice porridge that night, and my appetite has been getting better ever since. After some time, his illness was cured.

The group carried Zhu Xiyi into the medical hall, the door of the medical hall was too narrow, and only one person could be allowed to enter at a time, so they had to turn sideways to get Zhu Xiyi in.

The old doctor listened to Tian Xing's request for help, and immediately stood up from behind the medicine cabinet and walked out in three steps and two steps.

Looking at that step, looking at that dignified demeanor, looking at the red light on his face, who would have thought that this was an old man who was close to ninety years old.

If it weren't for the silver hair, it would have looked ten years younger. When everyone saw his immortal wind and crane bones, he looked like he had escaped from the immortals, and a bonfire of hope ignited in their hearts again, and Zhu Xiyi was saved.

The expressions of disappointment on everyone's faces disappeared in an instant, and now they were all smiling, waiting for the old god medicine to be cured.

Doctor Cao inspected Zhu Xiyi's wound, which was seriously inflamed and had begun to drain pus, and immediately frowned.

If you don't look at the pulse again, you are already terminally ill. After pondering for a moment, he looked up at the crowd for a moment, and then said slowly, "You have come too late, he is terminally ill. After saying this, he swallowed back the words that were usually pronounced to death for the sick, which was a bit cruel, and he never said it, leaving it to the listener to understand.