The coercion suddenly rose, and the golden knife mark on Mu Zhenyan's forehead suddenly appeared. The crowd was silent.

Dr. Zhang sat in a chair in prostration, wiping his tears, and his whole person was on the verge of collapse.

Ye Qingyi didn't call Doctor Zhang, but squatted down by himself. Lao Zhao fell straight on the cold ground, and there seemed to be some water stains on his sackcloth.

It is true that he can't feel his heartbeat anymore, and Lao Zhao's body is cold, Ye Qingyi concentrated, and his fingers tentatively touched Lao Zhao's neck.

"Plop ......"

Feeling a faint beating of her fingers, she removed her fingers, raised her head and said coldly: "It's all noisy!" People aren't dead yet! ”

It's almost time to not die... Looking at Lao Zhao's situation, his body began to stiffen, which was obviously not a good sign. What's more, why did Lao Zhao become like this?

Doctor Zhang wiped his face, "Girl, what did you say?" Lao Zhao is not dead? Is it true! ”

"Really." Ye Qingyi didn't have time to talk to him, Lao Zhao's symptoms were not poisonous, and there were no strange symptoms all over his body, indicating that it was not caused by Dr. Zhang's medicine.

The face is iron-blue, faintly red and purple, and it looks suffocating. Can... Why does it cause choking? Ye Qingyi touched Lao Zhao's hands and feet, and the blood flow was slow, so his hands and feet were cold.

She took out a Blood Vitality Pill from the storage warehouse and gave it to Lao Zhao, and at the same time helped Lao Zhao move his hands and feet.

After a while, the iron blue on Lao Zhao's face faded, he took a breath, and slowly opened his eyes!

"Ahh The people around them took a step back, and the corpse-like scene scared them.

Lao Zhao scratched his head blankly, "What's wrong with me?" Hey, Lao Zhang, how did you cry into this virtue? What's going on here? ”

Sure enough, it was blood clotting that caused suffocation. But listening to Lao Zhao's tone, his symptoms should have nothing to do with that medicine.

"God, God!" Some people around screamed in shock, and they all went towards Ye Qingyi.

Ye Qingyi didn't have a good impression of the group of people who saw the wind and steered the rudder, and she asked, "Grandpa Zhao, what kind of medicine did Dr. Zhang give you?" ”

Lao Zhao recalled and said with a smile: "Oh, it's the Heart Protector Pill." I'm getting older and I've been feeling unwell lately. Thinking about asking Lao Zhang to prescribe me the medicine of the Heart Protection Pill to eat, maybe I can live longer. ”

Ye Qingyi's gaze swept over the crowd and said disdainfully: "If it weren't for Dr. Zhang's Heart Protection Pill, Lao Zhao wouldn't be able to save him today." But what about you? Not only is he grateful, but he even abuses him before the truth is clear. How did he do to you, and how did you treat him? ”

"What?" Lao Zhao slapped the table and said angrily: "Lao Zhang, did they scold you?!" Eating the bear's heart and leopard galled them, you have been running a pharmacy all these years, getting up early and greedy for darkness, and you can't make a few money. Sometimes you don't charge money for a doctor. What do they scold you? ”

"Ouch, don't get angry, don't get angry. Aren't we worried about you, too? Isn't it, Dr. Zhang? The woman smiled and grabbed the angry old Zhao and glanced at Dr. Zhang.

Dr. Zhang looked at the pharmacy he had run for twenty years, his eyes were slightly moist, he took off his apron, and the corners of his mouth went down.

"Twenty years, old man, in the future... I can't be with you anymore. ”

"This ......"

"Hey... Dr. Zhang......"

The human heart is terrible, and the rumors are terrible. Zhang Mobai was innocent, and finally understood this chilling truth at this moment.

Ye Qingyi looked at him fixedly, the corners of Zhang Mobai's eyes were already wrinkled, and his hands had become rough due to the perennial collection of medicines.

This is an awesome old man.

But the people he loved did not give him the same kind of love.

How embarrassing.

She tugged at Zhang Mobai's sleeve and said softly, "Doctor Zhang, are you willing to come to the Sword Sect to be a doctor?" Disciples are tested, often wounded, and they need you. ”

Zhang Mobai would not have thought that Ye Qingyi's kind words would change the rest of his life.