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I took the old man to the street in the middle of the village, where a large number of people had gathered, but even though there were many people, they were still lined up in an orderly manner, and next to the queue was a young woman, and this orderly queue seemed to be because of her.

At the front of the queue, a middle-aged woman is looking at the patient to determine whether there is something wrong with the villagers.

"Are you also here to consult, the old man can go to the front row, and the young man will stand at the back of the line."

Seeing Zichuan and the old man coming over, the woman who was responsible for maintaining the order of the queue also greeted him, took over the old man supported by Zichuan, and said a word to Zichuan by the way.

"This ......."

Before he could speak, this woman had already defined him as a villager who came to see a doctor, and he didn't line up in line, but stood aside and waited for the old man to finish the consultation.

The woman who asked for the consultation first gave the old man a pulse, and then communicated with her, and finally determined the situation, took it out, found out a few Chinese medicines from the bamboo basket behind her, and called the woman in charge of order, the woman took the medicine handed by the master, and directly began to boil it for the old man on the spot.

Because he wanted to boil medicine, he couldn't leave for a while, which led to Zichuan and them waiting next to him, during which Zichuan carefully observed the communication between the doctor and the villagers, and it was obvious that the doctor's level was very high, and he could have found out the pain of the villagers, so as to prescribe medicine accordingly, and he didn't take anything, and the whole thing was a miracle doctor who hung a pot to help the world, but Zichuan obviously felt that the doctor himself was already seriously ill, but she had been suppressing it so he didn't show it.

The team is getting shorter and shorter, and there are fewer and fewer people, and after a few hours, the medicine that the woman boiled for the old man was finally completed, and the woman brought a bowl to the old man's hand and asked her to drink it.

"Sir must be suffering from the plague."

Zichuan naturally didn't believe that this doctor was here to infect others to seek medical treatment, thinking that some special means should have been used to isolate the possibility of infection.

"How do you see that?"

This woman who consulted the villagers for free was the contemporary head of the medical family: Nian Duan, the girl who helped her was her disciple Duanmu Rong, and she was also surprised to hear Zichuan's words about her illness, this person looked so young, she had never heard of such a young talent in that family.

"It's just a small trick, but I'm curious about how Master Nian Duan managed to isolate himself from the plague?"

Zichuan naturally wouldn't tell Nian Duan that I saw the place where the lesions began at a glance.

"It's just a little trick, Childe is the heir of that family, and he has such a ability at a young age."

Zichuan did not answer Nianduan's question, and Nianduan did not answer Zichuan's question, but asked Zichuan what his teacher was.

"Master Nianduan overestimated, the kid is not a person from a hundred families, a scattered person in the rivers and lakes, but I think Master Duan is also a good doctor who cares about the common people, don't resist me, I try to help you get the plague out."

didn't give Nian Duan a chance to reflect, Zi Chuan directly pinched Nian Duan's shoulder, and transmitted the power containing a little thunder to her body, nothing else was just that he looked at Nian Duan today, and felt that she was really thinking about these people, so Zi Chuan wanted to help her, he believed that if Nian Duan was given some time, she would definitely be able to study a way to resist the plague.

Seeing Zichuan grabbing his master's shoulder, Duanmu Rong immediately wanted to rush up to stop Zichuan's movements, but was blocked by the flame spirit Ji who came with Zichuan.

"Take a good look, this is also your master's luck, no, it should be good and good and evil will be rewarded."

Duanmu Rong Flame Lingji, who was about to come forward, said a word, in fact, she also admired Nianduan from the bottom of her heart, during the time she saw her for consultation, Flame Lingji heard from the mouths of the villagers that there was a plague in the village recently, but Nianduan risked her life regardless of her own life and sincerely gave free medical treatment to these villagers.

"Poof."

After Zichuan's movements, Nian Duan spit out a mouthful of black blood, and finally Zichuan also made a cut in her palm, and the blood flowing from the wound was still black, it seemed that she had been infected with the plague for a while, and the blood cells in her body had begun to necrosis, fortunately she met Zichuan, Zichuan first used aura to help her get out of the virus in her body, then warmed her body, and finally came out of those necrotic blood cells, although they will not heal immediately, but as long as they cultivate a little for a few days, they can fully recover.

"This ..... thought thanked this son."

She knew best about her own body, she felt that she was about to run out of oil, but after Zichuan's hand, she felt that her body was much lighter, as if the pain in her body had been eliminated, and she understood what this young man had done to her.

"It's okay, this is what Master Nianduan deserves, but although I will help you get the toxin out completely, I suggest that Master Nianduan still have to recuperate for a few days, don't work too hard, that will not be conducive to the recovery of the body."

Curing Nianduan is really a trivial matter for Zichuan, but the significance of curing Nianduan to the common people is not small, don't underestimate such a doctor, although she does not have the ability to calm the world, but her medical skills can benefit the people of the whole world, so saving Nianduan is also a good deed that Zichuan has done for the common people in the world.

"It's not a hundred people, and it's so young......"

At this time, Nian Duan was constantly guessing Zichuan's share in his mind.

"If I look closely, I think your appearance is a little familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere else.........."

"Master, he's the guy on that portrait."

Seeing that Nian Duan vomited blood, Duan Mu Rong walked to her side, but after hearing that the master said that Zichuan had cured the master's illness, she didn't speak on the side, but when Nian Duan was still thinking about where to see Zichuan again, Duanmu Rong suddenly remembered the painting she saw on the way from Yan Guo last time, and thought carefully that Zichuan and the person on the painting were at least nine points similar.

"Oh yes, yes, Rong'er is right, you are the mysterious swordsman who defeated the Yan ** team with one sword."

Being reminded by Duanmu Rong like this, Nian Duan immediately reflected, and suddenly looked at Zichuan in front of him, isn't this person in front of him the mysterious swordsman who is rumored among the Seven Kingdoms.

"If you're going to say that, it's probably me."

I didn't expect that I was still so famous, and when I was recognized, Zichuan didn't hide it and admitted it generously.

"It's better to hear than to see, I can't imagine that you have such strength at such a young age."

Originally, the understanding of Zichuan came from various rumors between the Seven Kingdoms, but now that she has seen the real person with her own eyes, Zichuan's age has indeed shocked her.

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