On the day of the vertical day, Xu Zhien took a long vacation to rest at home because of Jiang Cheng's matter, although he ate scrambled eggs with tomatoes made by Song Ming last night, but there was still a big shadow in his heart on the scars on his face, and he didn't even dare to go out of the door.

However, Song Ming thought that he could refine the elixir, and the effect of the elixir could indeed make the red and swollen scars on Xu Zhien's face completely heal.

Early in the morning, Song Ming collected nectar on Phoenix Mountain on the outskirts of Qincheng, and by the way, he absorbed a wave of rich spiritual energy on the mountain to increase his cultivation.

Next, you need some medicinal herbs to use with manna to refine the elixir.

Song Ming, who returned to the city, took a taxi and asked the taxi driver to take him to the Chinese herbal medicine shop in Qincheng to purchase some medicinal materials for making pills.

When the taxi driver arrived with Song Ming, after Song Ming gave the money, he saw that the door of the Chinese Medicine Hall was crowded with people, both men and women, young and old.

The plaque on the door of the Chinese medicine shop reads "Shen Yi Tang", and there is even a large group of guards to maintain order.

Song Ming really didn't expect that there was such a divine medicine hall in Qincheng, and he didn't know it in his previous life.

"Everyone, please line up, Doctor Qiao will show everyone one by one, don't crowd, come one by one." One of the captains of the guard shouted with all his might with a loudspeaker.

Sure enough, when the captain finished shouting, the crowd really lined up in a long line, Song Ming saw so many people, he didn't know when he would get to himself, so he found a powder shop, after eating and drinking.

The long queue in the Divine Medicine Hall had only disappeared halfway, but there were still people lining up one after another.

"Everyone, let's stop here today, and come back tomorrow." The captain of the guard took the loudspeaker, opened his throat and shouted, "Doctor Qiao is going to rest." ”

Saying this, many people in the crowd have expressed their dissatisfaction.

"What do you mean? Every time, it's almost noon, what are you doing? ”

"I want to see if I can be cured, what are you doing?"

"If you don't know how to do business, don't do business."

Most of the people in the crowd expressed their dissatisfaction, but they just talked about it, and after scolding, they all left one after another.

When everyone here had left, the captain of the guard led a group of guards to clean up the confetti and garbage outside the Divine Medical Hall.

"Save my daughter."

A middle-aged man hurriedly ran over with the little girl in his arms and yelled anxiously.

"I'm sorry, it's closed, come back tomorrow." The captain of the guard stopped the man who wanted to rush into the Divine Medicine Hall and said, a pair of big hands grabbed him, he was so anxious that he almost burst into tears, these big hands were like the scythe of death, ready to take his daughter's life at any time.

Plop.

The middle-aged man knelt down, hugged his daughter, and prayed bitterly, "Please save my daughter, please." ”

"It's not that we won't help you, but Doctor Qiao is really tired today and needs to rest."

The captain of the guard looked helpless, not that he didn't want to let this middle-aged man in, but the workload of several hours, Doctor Qiao couldn't bear it at all, and Doctor Qiao was old and needed to rest.

"Li Dong, what's wrong? So noisy and noisy? ”

I saw a girl wearing a white T-shirt and jeans coming out of the Divine Medicine Hall, with a capable ponytail, and a youthful aura emanating from her body, I saw her frowning and came out to ask.

"Grandpa, he needs to rest, stop arguing." The girl frowned, looking a little displeased.

"Miss Qiao, it's this gentleman's daughter who is dying, and he has been begging us to let him in to find Doctor Qiao." The captain of the guard felt a little like pushing the pot, and he looked aggrieved.

This Miss Qiao's name is Qiao Yueyue, and her grandfather is Qiao Divine Doctor of the Divine Doctor Hall, and both of them came from Shangjing to retire.

Qiao Yueyue sighed, looking at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, the little girl in his arms, her face was blue and purple for a while, and the sweat also soaked the little girl's cheeks, and she could even see that the little girl was very uncomfortable now.

"Dad, my head hurts." The little girl was in the arms of the middle-aged man, slowly opened her eyes, and called her father weakly.

"Please, save my daughter, I will make you cattle and horses." The middle-aged man couldn't cry at this time, but Qiao Yueyue said, "Grandpa is really tired, he needs to rest, you can go to the hospital to have a look." ”

When the middle-aged man heard Qiao Yueyue say this, the whole person sat on the ground like a lost soul, but the little girl in his arms was still holding on to him.

The middle-aged man seemed to have lost his mind, if he could be cured by going to the hospital, he would not go to the Divine Medical Hall to find Doctor Qiao, and the cost of the hospital was really expensive, and he couldn't afford the expensive medical expenses with his salary at the bottom.

"Is this the benevolence of a healer? Is that funny enough?"

Song Ming really couldn't stand it, although he was arrogant, but in his bones he still didn't want to see these low-level people suffer, Song Ming sneered and walked over.

"Uncle, don't be afraid."

Song Ming's hand was placed on the middle-aged man's shoulder and he was helped up.

"Your daughter, I can help you heal." Song Ming lay the little girl flat on the ground and looked at the middle-aged man with a sincere expression.

"Really?" The middle-aged man seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, although he didn't look like a doctor in Song Ming, but now he could only rush to the doctor.

"Of course, uncle, you go a little later, and I'll treat your daughter now." Song Ming smiled and squatted down, just about to carefully observe the little girl's condition.

"Hey, you don't understand anything, don't heal others indiscriminately, what if someone dies?" Qiao Yueyue looked at Song Ming's arrogant tone at this time, and was very displeased, thinking that Song Ming was just trying to give this uncle a head start and pretend to be 13.

Just when Qiao Yueyue wanted to step forward to stop Song Ming, Song Ming looked at her coldly.

"Get out!" Song Ming shouted angrily and scolded, "Death? You guys who open shops, who are doctors, don't save people, forget it, where are you standing and talking without backache, and then come over and kill you. ”

Qiao Yueyue was yelled at by Song Ming so fiercely, and she was a little aggrieved.

I saw that Song Ming pressed the little girl's Shenting acupoint with his fingers, and then tapped the little girl's ear acupoint, and then Song Ming at a very fast speed in the Renying acupoint, Fengchi acupoint, and finally gently pressed the little girl's person, ten seconds later, the little girl vomited stomach acid on the ground, and finally there was a blood-red small worm in the stomach acid on the ground.

The blood-red little worm was still slowly wriggling, obviously detached from the host's body, and a little unable to withstand the pressure from the outside world.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

When the little girl woke up, she looked at her father in front of her and chattered.

"Xiaoya, you're fine." The middle-aged man hugged the little girl named Xiaoya tightly.

"Thank you, thank you, young man." The middle-aged man's face was full of gratitude, and he wanted to kneel down for Song Ming, but was stopped by Song Ming.

"In the future, let her eat less unclean things, and remember not to come to this kind of medicine hall that doesn't care about life and death in the future."

Song Ming helped the middle-aged uncle and looked at Divine Doctor Qiao who was standing in front of the door of the Divine Doctor Hall with a sneer.

After the middle-aged uncle said a few words of thanks to Song Ming, he left.

Song Ming looked coldly at Doctor Qiao standing in the courtyard.

Doctor Qiao was full of white hair, looked amiable, wore a black tunic suit, and bent down like a shrimp.

"You just used the thirty-six points of the Xia family's peerless acupoint gate, right?" Doctor Qiao asked, stroking the white hair on his chin.

"What bullshit Xia family, Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu used Lao Tzu's own invention." Song Ming didn't give a good face to Doctor Qiao at all, and from his attitude of not saving him, Song Ming really couldn't have a good impression of him.

"Young man, you are responsible for your words, what is the matter with your eyes?" Doctor Qiao, seeing Song Ming's dissatisfaction with him, was not angry, touched his white beard and asked.

"Are you too embarrassed to ask me?"

Song Ming sneered, "Let's ask your subordinates what's going on, if you don't save yourself when you die, you are also worthy of opening a medical hall?" Go back and cover your loess. ”

What Song Ming said was the most unpleasant.

Song Ming can kill people without blinking, but he will not forgive those who do not save them when they see death.

Song Ming's principle is that if you can save it, you can save it.

Doctor Qiao's face was full of anger and glared at Qiao Yueyue.

"What the hell is going on? Yueyue? Answer me! ”