He lowered his eyes and hid the discoloration under his eyes. He has been a doctor for a long time, because his legs can't move, he also likes to study medical skills, and the young man in front of him, looking younger than him, can make him feel something unusual when he moves to probe his pulse.

I only felt that as the young man's slender and white fingers were placed on his pulse, there was a spiritual power flowing through his veins throughout his body, however, in an instant, that breath was taken back.

"I've got to look at your legs." She said as she looked at the man in the wheelchair.

Zhuo Junyang couldn't help but be slightly stunned, instinctively looked at his brother, and after seeing his brother nodding, he put away the book and Qiankun bag in his other hand, and then bent down to roll his trouser legs to his knees.

Feng Jiu squatted in front of him and watched, and was surprised to see that his legs were not atrophied, but they were relatively pale, as if there was no blood, she reached out and felt that the muscles and veins in these legs were almost empty.

"How? Can it still be cured? The old man on the side couldn't help but ask.

"Governance can be cured, but there are some troubles."

She said, stood up and looked at Zhuo Junyue: "Although the tendons and veins of your brother's legs are not broken, they are almost like they are broken, which is an extremely rare soft tendon disease. ”

Zhuo Junyang was stunned, and some didn't react. For the first time in so many years, someone said that he was lucky, it sounded quite fresh, and besides, could he still cure his leg?

Seriously, maybe it's because he's seen too many doctors and experienced disappointments again and again, and at this time, these words of hope can't arouse any hope in his ears.

Suddenly, he heard his eldest brother's voice come with determination, and he couldn't help but look up.

"If she says it can be cured, it will be cured." Zhuo Junyue looked at his younger brother and said again, "Her medical skills are very powerful. ”

Zhuo Junyang was slightly stunned, listening to this, he couldn't help but move his eyes to the young man in Tsing Yi, only to see that the young man in Tsing Yi was looking at his eldest brother with raised eyebrows at this time, and his expression was also with surprise, it seemed that he didn't expect his eldest brother to say such a sure thing.

"Well, yes, since she said that it can be cured, then it must be cured, I don't know about other people's old men, but since she dares to say this, there must be a way." Chao Yuanzi stroked his beard and said, glanced at Feng Jiu on the side, and asked, "What do you mean by trouble?" Is it a lack of medicine? ”

Seeing that both of them were so sure of her medical skills, Feng Jiu couldn't help but smile and looked at the old man: "Yes, to treat his leg, there are a few flavors of medicine that are more important and difficult to find." ”

"What medicine? I'll go find it. Zhuo Junyue said.

Feng Jiu glanced at him and said slowly, "Five hundred years of Nine Heavenly Lantern Grass and Thousand Leaf Scale Flowers, as well as Blood Deer Tendons. ”

Hearing this thing that he had never even heard of, Zhuo Junyue wrinkled his eyebrows and secretly wrote down: "I'll find it." ”

And Zhuo Junyang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, glanced at Feng Jiu deeply after hearing the three-flavor medicine: "Any of these three-flavor medicine is priceless, and besides, not to mention that it is extremely difficult to find, even if it is not necessarily available at auction." ”