Chapter 122, My Dead Son

"One person, 10,000 phantom crystals!"

The divine doctor's understatement fell into the ears of the four people, but it caused their pupils to burst out, 10,000 phantom crystals per person, hundreds of people up and down the Jingyang Temple, at least a million huge amounts, not to mention the normal expenses of the temple for two years!

However, looking at the other party's expression, it seems that they are still at a loss?

"What, you shouldn't be out of money, right?" Su Zhan raised his eyebrows, "I can tell you, the Dododi poison is a strange poison in the outer land, even if the old man wants to resolve it, it will take some means, if the illusion crystal is not in place, everything is not to be discussed!"

"The old man is very busy, and he doesn't have time to hang out here with you. ”

"Hmm...... No, no, no, we have. Seeing this, the four palace envoys hurriedly waved their hands, glanced at each other, and nodded in agreement like chickens pecking rice, "Okay, just according to what the divine doctor said." ”

If you have a decision, you will make a decision immediately, for fear that the doctor will regret it in the next moment.

They had to agree, with force, that would definitely not work, Mu Qing sent a message to respectfully ask for the divine doctor, and agreed first no matter what the conditions, at this moment, the Jingyang Temple is in an extremely turbulent period, if they lose the opportunity to detoxify because of their hesitation, it is likely that it will not be as simple as breaking the muscles and bones.

When the time comes, the temple will blame, even if the four of them are palace envoys, they will not be able to withstand Mu Qing's anger.

As for this so-called strange poison in the outer land, they have really never heard of it, but it is relieved to think about it, it is extremely peculiar in itself, and it is produced in the outer land, so it is reasonable not to have heard of it.

The divine doctor can observe its existence by looking at its shape and accurately say its toxicity, which means that this poison can be solved, and it has undoubtedly become a life-saving straw, of course, it must be firmly grasped.

As everyone knows, this effect is exactly what Su Zhan wants, so that he can enter the Jingyang Temple naturally.

Anyway, they are not doctors, and they don't know much about medical toxicology, and even if they haven't heard of it, they will blame it on their own causes.

Looking at the other party's attitude of humility and forbearance, it must be that Mu Qing already knows his identity as a "Yi Absolute Doctor Saint", even if he doesn't fully believe it, he must have some conjecture in his heart.

I didn't know the name of the doctor before, but now after Yu Feifei's explanation, I know very well the weight of the title of Zhan Lao, the chief physician directly under the Lord of the Phantom Heaven Domain, his identity makes Mu Qing jealous, and he would rather believe it.

Su Zhan couldn't help but be glad that he met the girl first and was exposed, otherwise he would not have been prepared to be misunderstood in his heart.

Since the other party suspected that he was the Yi Jue Doctor Saint, he simply put up his name for the time being, there was no need to hide it, and when the Jingyang Temple was adapting, if Mu Qing had not seen the real Yi Jue Doctor Saint, then this name would be a good talisman.

As soon as he thought of this, Su Zhan's acting skills broke out again.

"That's pretty much it. ”

Su Zhan nodded with satisfaction, pulled the cloth banner in his hand and threw it to one of the palace envoys, and then changed to a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and said: "Although there are some losses, it is not easy for you little dolls to run all the way, and you are still sick. ”

"Alas...... When I see you, I think of my son who died young, alas...... Lead the way. ”

As he spoke, a trace of heartfelt sadness rose on his expression, a long sigh, that sad look, and the vicissitudes of life......

The corners of the four palace envoys twitched in unison when they heard this, and it was clear that they were poisoned but forcibly misinterpreted as sick, and this was forgotten, the palace envoy was called a little doll by an old man, and he was compared with his son who had died young.

No matter how you think about it, it always feels like the other party is deliberately playing tricks on them, but when you look at the former's sad expression, it seems to be immersive, and the fire that you mention is extinguished at once.

Alas, it's not easy to say that a miracle doctor is like this, a lot of sons have died at an old age, even if they are skilled in medicine, it won't help, it's quite pitiful to think about.

However, Su Zhan's true thoughts in his heart were: "Sons, prepare to wait for death obediently." ”

Feng Yue naturally didn't know Su Zhan's true thoughts, let alone the divine doctor they had been asking for so hard would be a god who couldn't wait to add fuel to the fire and completely disrupt the temple.

The four palace envoys were busy, and they got out of the way one after another, making a gesture of please, and with such an attitude, it was as if they were treating their own father.

Su Zhan swaggered out of the city, and the four of them followed, and went straight to Shiling Valley with their support.

......

Yu Mansion, carved fence jade brick, a long pavilion, the girl sat sideways, her left hand brushed over her sleeves, lightly held the tea set jade hand slightly up, white clothes like snow without dust.

When he was young, the two maids walked slowly and bowed to Yu Feifei: "Miss, you are looking for the deeds of the medical saint in Jingyang City, Yu'er Qing'er has already inquired clearly. ”

"Oh?" the corners of the girl's mouth moved slightly, put down the teacup in her hand, turned around and said, "Tell me about it." ”

According to the people's description, Zhan Lao came to Jingyang City a month ago and set up a clinic in Dongshi, at first because of his own dress and personality, no one wanted to believe it, until half a month later, the young master of the Mo family happened to be drunk and suddenly fell ill, and the situation was critical, and it was Zhan Lao who cured his illness. Yu'er spoke.

"Young Master of the Mo Family, is that the son of the head of the Mo family in Dongyang District, Mo Jianfeng?"

Jingyang City is divided into four areas, namely Dongyang, Xiyang, Nanyang, and Beiyang, and Mo Jianfeng is the eldest young master of the management family in Dongyang District, and his father, Mo Hai, the head of the Mo family, has a good reputation in Dongyang District and has a certain heritage.

There are a total of four such management families, all of which are supported by the City Lord's Mansion, and have no hereditary power, Mo Jianfeng's reputation in Jingyang City is not weak, and Yu Feifei has also heard of it, but it is not a good reputation.

"Yes, miss. Qing'er took over the words on the side and continued: "It is said to be an acute illness caused by the erosion of Yuan Yin Qi, called Shaoyin Disease, Zhan Lao only used a pill and some conditioning to completely cure it, not only that, but also, it is also ......."

Speaking of this, Qing'er's little face suddenly turned red, and her expression became twisted.

"What's wrong?" Yu Feifei frowned, "Sister Qing'er, when did you even speak so restrainedly?"