"Big brother, why hasn't my brother woken up yet?" Looking at the still unconscious pastoral song, Mu Yue couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"He's fine, but I'm afraid I'll have to wake up tomorrow due to the exertion of my physical strength." Chen Qingyang said.

With the overdraft of the madrigal's previous book, ordinary people had to sleep for at least three days and three nights before they could wake up, but now that he has the healing pill on his body, he believes that he will be able to wake up after a day.

"And he won't vomit blood and cough again in the future." Chen Qingyang continued.

With that healing pill, coupled with Chen Qingyang's internal strength with healing ability, Muge not only picked up a life, but also healed serious internal injuries in his body due to a blessing in disguise, I am afraid that it will not be long before his strength can be restored.

"Really? That's great, big brother, are you a god, Muyue is really happy. ”

As he spoke, the excited Muyue jumped up directly in place.

But the next moment, Chen Qingyang suddenly realized that something was wrong with Mu Yue, her body fell weakly in mid-air, and she had lost consciousness.

Chen Qingyang's eyes were quick, and he hugged Mu Yue, who was light, and noticed that her face was extremely pale, Chen Qingyang subconsciously reached out to check her pulse.

Mu Yue's pulse is weak, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, irregular, although Chen Qingyang is not a famous doctor, but he also knows that Mu Yue's pulse is not optimistic.

"Niangniang, you wait and ask someone to carry him to the guest room, you can also have a good rest, I will take the girl to see the doctor first." Chen Qingyang said in a deep voice, his face was not very good-looking.

"She's sick too?" Nangong Liang got up and asked suspiciously.

"Well, the situation doesn't seem to be rosy."

After speaking, Chen Qingyang picked up Mu Yue, quickly ran out of the door, and went directly to the old Chinese medicine doctor that Chen Bailang had spent a lot of money on.

Chen Qingyang originally wanted Mu Yue to also take a healing pill, but in the end he held back, because he didn't know what disease Mu Yue had, and rashly taking this extremely powerful pill would be counterproductive.

Not long after, Chen Qingyang came to a small courtyard in the west, which was a separate courtyard specially built by the Chen family for this old Chinese medicine doctor, this old Chinese medicine doctor has a very strange temper, and he usually does not contact outsiders, except for Zhao Lanxin's physical discomfort, no one can invite him to see a doctor.

"Doctor Huashen, junior Chen Qingyang has something to see." Chen Qingyang shouted outside the gate of the courtyard.

The old Chinese medicine doctor's name is Hua Yuantong, and it is rumored that he is the descendant of Hua Tuo, a Chinese divine doctor, although his reputation is not as loud as that of the divine doctor Mu Jiuzhi, but his medical skills are also unparalleled, and Chen Bailang spent a lot of effort to invite him.

Chen Qingyang knew that this Hua Shen Doctor's temper was a little strange, so he didn't force his way in, otherwise he would be dissatisfied, even if Chen Bailang came in person, he would not be moved.

"Come in!"

After a long time, an old voice came from the courtyard.

Chen Qingyang was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly hugged Mu Yue into the antique attic in the courtyard.

A black-haired old man in a robe was sitting on the side at this time, studying an ancient medical technique, and even if Chen Qingyang came in, he didn't raise his head.

"Doctor Hua, please help me save this little girl." Chen Qingyang said sincerely.

"No medical treatment." Hua Yuantong still didn't look up, and coldly refused.

Chen Qingyang seemed to have expected such an answer, and he was not in a hurry, and said: "I heard that the divine doctor has a rule, life for life, if you want to save someone, you have to help you kill someone, right?" ”

As soon as Chen Qingyang's voice fell, Hua Yuantong finally raised his head, revealing a miserable white face, without any blood, as if he was a person who died frequently, and his narrow eyes carried a cold and dead air that made Chen Qingyang even creepy.

This is not the first time Chen Qingyang has seen Hua Yuantong, but facing him at this moment, he is still a little uncomfortable, and there is a feeling of cold hair standing up all over his body.

Hua Yuantong stared at Chen Qingyang for a while, and suddenly his pale face couldn't help showing a stunned look.

"Come here!"

Hua Yuantong's voice was old and evil, so Chen Qingyang couldn't refuse, so he had to walk over quickly.

"Hold your hand out."

Chen Qingyang did it again, and he seemed to have guessed what Hua Yuantong wanted to do.

A red streak suddenly shot out of Hua Yuantong's sleeve and tied directly to Chen Qingyang's wrist.

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With a flick of the two slender fingers, the red thread made a subtle trembling sound, and this kind of technique of teleporting the veins was far beyond the comparison of other healers.

The next moment, the expression on Hua Yuantong's face was even more shocked.

"Who healed your meridians?" Hua Yuantong's lifeless eyes flashed with disbelief.

A year ago, at the request of Chen Bailang, Hua Yuantong once took the pulse of the seriously injured Chen Qingyang, and left with a sentence of "bad medical treatment".

Unexpectedly, a year later, Chen Qingyang's broken meridians not only recovered, but also became stronger and tougher, which made Hua Yuantong feel incredible.

"When a monk was dying, he used his life's work to repair my meridians." Chen Qingyang said truthfully.

Hua Yuantong was slightly surprised, and said: "If you can repair your broken meridians, it must be a top monk in the world." ”

Chen Qingyang nodded, Master Xuanku's strength, even if his strength collapsed before he died, he would also shake Huang Fengming, who was going all out, and his strength could indeed be called the best in the world.

"Divine doctor, can you help me save her?" Chen Qingyang asked.

Hua Yuantong's face regained an indifferent expression and said, "No doctor!" ”

Chen Qingyang frowned slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "I can help you kill people." ”

"You can't kill the person I'm going to kill." Hua Yuantong waved his hand and said.

"The divine doctor might as well come and listen, unless he is an innate master, there is no one I can't kill." Chen Qingyang said confidently.

Hua Yuantong raised his head and said expressionlessly: "He is a congenital master. ”

Chen Qingyang was slightly stunned, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Even if the other party is a martial artist at the peak of condensation, as long as Chen Qingyang's strength recovers, he has absolute certainty to kill him.

didn't expect that the person Hua Yuantong wanted to kill was really a congenital master, even if he recovered his strength at the peak, in the face of the innate master, he would only be killed.

Unless he can also step into the innate realm.

But in such a legendary realm, no matter how conceited Chen Qingyang was, he didn't dare to guarantee 100% that he would be able to set foot in this realm in the future.

"Divine doctor, is there no other way?" Chen Qingyang asked unwillingly.

"My rules, no one can break them, not even your father." Hua Yuantong said coldly.

Chen Qingyang gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Can you set a time, as long as I kill that person within this time, even if your conditions are completed, how about it?" ”

At this time, the breath of Mu Yue in Chen Qingyang's arms was very weak, if Hua Yuantong did not receive medical treatment, I am afraid she would not be able to survive today.

"Give me a reason, why are you talking to me about this condition?" Hua Yuantong said indifferently.

Chen Qingyang suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum on his body, and said proudly: "With my cultivation of the heaven-level martial arts "I Ching Tendon", and with my talent Xuanmai, are these two reasons enough?" ”