"I just want to see Lord Zhen's demeanor, and the medical skills of Xiaosheng are acceptable, maybe I can help a little. www.biquge.info As he spoke, a milky white light appeared in the palm of Li Chenglong's palm, beating like life, which was very magical.

The eyes of the young man in Huafu lit up, and he said: "It turns out that Brother Tai has special abilities, so good." Then let me in! ”

Li Chenglong followed behind the young man in Chinese clothes, this son's words and deeds were very elegant, and he could see that his elders taught well.

After talking, Li Chenglong knew the identity of the prince in Huafu, who was the second young master of the Zhen Mansion, surnamed Zhen Zhiming.

"Brother Li, you sit here for a while, and I'll inform grandpa." Zhen Zhiming took Li Chenglong to the living room, and asked the maid to greet him, and then went to inform his grandfather.

Li Chenglong tasted the good tea served by the maid, observed the layout of the hall, and hung a portrait of the sage Confucius on the wall opposite the door of the living room, with the words "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith, gentleness, courtesy, and frugality" written on both sides. "It's Lord Zhen who writes down.

The font is heroic and atmospheric, and the iron painting is a silver hook. If you concentrate on the induction, a great Confucian artistic conception will come to the surface, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"It seems that the legend is true, Lord Zhen has indeed reached the realm of Great Confucianism, and if this painting is taken out, it will be worth at least a thousand gold." Li Chenglong said secretly.

After the tea, no one came to meet Li Chenglong, and he was admiring Lord Zhen's works, when he suddenly sensed a relatively powerful ghost aura erupting in the backyard of Zhen's mansion, but it quickly disappeared.

After a while, Li Chenglong heard a burst of messy footsteps, and Zhen Zhiming hurriedly walked over.

"Brother Li, grandpa's condition suddenly broke out, you can help check it out!" Zhen Zhiming said very anxiously.

Li Chenglong nodded, got up and followed him, passed through several halls, and came to a small courtyard with a unique layout.

As soon as he entered, Li Chenglong smelled a smell of books, and when he entered the study, several rows of bookshelves were full of books, neatly arranged, and the bookshelves made of high-quality wood were wiped clean and spotless.

Next door to the study is the bedroom, which is already full of people at this time, there are more than a dozen men and women, and Li Chenglong even felt a faint demonic aura from a pretty woman.

Next to the bed, a doctor in his sixties with gray temples was taking the pulse of Lord Zhen, he shook his head and said, "Lord Zhen is sick, old and decrepit can't do anything, you better ask another master!" ”

"Doctor Hao, you must save my father!" A beautiful ** man in his thirties begged.

"Madam, it's not that the old man is unwilling to save, but his ability is limited. Lord Zhen's five internal organs are exhausted, and even if he hangs with precious medicinal materials every day, he can only live for a year at most. ”

As soon as Dr. Hao said this, the women in the room began to cry and kept wiping their tears with silk cloths.

At this time, Zhen Zhiming pulled Li Chenglong to the bed and said to a dignified-looking middle-aged man: "Daddy, this Brother Li has special abilities, maybe he can save grandpa." ”

The middle-aged man glanced at Li Chenglong and found that he was so young, and the hope that had just risen was extinguished again.

"Zhiming, curing diseases and saving people is not child's play, even if you have special abilities, you can't save your grandfather if you don't understand pathology." Zhen Zhiming said his father.

"Just let him try!" Zhen Zhiming had a feeling in his heart that he felt that Li Chenglong really had the possibility to save his grandfather.

The middle-aged man frowned and shouted in a deep voice: "Zhiming, don't be unreasonable at this time, hurry up and leave with your friends!" ”

"Second young master, it's not child's play to treat the disease and save people, a while ago, there were also Fang Shi who treated Lord Zhen's illness, but it didn't get cured, but it aggravated Lord Zhen's condition." Dr. Hao also persuaded.

"Just because you can't do it yourself doesn't mean that others can't, how do you know if you don't try?" Li Chenglong said deliberately.

"You!" Doctor Hao blew his beard angrily and glared, a young man who had not grown any hair dared to question his medical skills.

Zhen Zhiming's father saw that Li Chenglong was so confident, so he decided to let him give it a try.

Li Chenglong checked the pulse, checked Lord Zhen's face again, and then said, "What Dr. Hao said is right, Lord Zhen is indeed a failure of the five organs. ”

"Humph!" Doctor Hao snorted coldly when he heard this, and turned his face away.

Others were very disappointed when they heard Li Chenglong say this, they thought that Li Chenglong could not diagnose the symptoms of Lord Zhen, so they learned from what Dr. Hao said.

"However, it is not the disease that causes Lord Zhen's five internal organs to fail, but the ghost qi!" Li Chenglong continued.

Most of the people present showed doubts on their faces, and only a few of them had changed their complexions, including Zhen Zhiming's father.

"Little brother, there is a cure for this disease." Zhen Zhiming's father agreed with Li Chenglong's medical skills and asked cautiously.

"Lord Zhen should have been fighting with a powerful ghost thing, and was attacked by a sneak attack, causing the ghost qi to invade the internal organs, and Confucian cultivation does not refine the body, so with the cultivation of Lord Zhen, the Confucianism cannot get rid of the ghost qi in the body.

It's not easy to cure Zhen, but it's not that hard for me! Li Chenglong said.

"Please save my father, my Zhen family will have a good reward." Zhen Zhiming's father knew the ins and outs of Lord Zhen's illness and knew that what Li Chenglong said was true.

Li Chenglong has something to ask for, so naturally he will not refuse, with his ability, saving people is just a trivial matter.

He took out the coiling dragon staff, and under his control, the will energy turned into a stream of vitality and vitality, which was slowly injected into Lord Zhen's body to repair his failing viscera.

Ten minutes later, the unconscious Lord Zhen opened his eyes, looking very weak, but without the previous dead air.

"Thank you for saving your life." Zhen Zhiming's father was about to kneel down and salute as he spoke, but was dragged by Li Chenglong.

"It turned out that this little engong saved me." Lord Zhen's body is very weak, but his eyes are very clear and deep, as if he can suck people's souls into it.

"Lord Zhen, your illness has not been completely cured, and there are still some ghosts that have not been eradicated." Li Chenglong said.

"Then there's Lauen." Master Zhen said weakly.

Li Chenglong's ability has impressed the people of the Zhen family, and he has been warmly entertained by them, Zhen Zhiming, as the person who recommended him, has also been rewarded by his father, and arranged for him to follow Li Chenglong all day, and if there is any need, the Zhen family will meet him as soon as possible.

"I want to read some books about Confucianism." Li Chenglong said what he wanted.

Zhen Zhiming immediately took him to the family library, where his grandfather, as a great Confucian of the time, had a collection of nearly 10,000 books, all of which were Confucian classics and some personal opinions and notes of later sages.

After Li Chenglong flipped through hundreds of books, he did not find any records about cultivation in the books. (To be continued.) )