Chapter 177: Professional Habits

The reason why the leper dog would join in the fun outside Baolin Hall is false, and it is true that he was instructed by Master Guan. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info to know that people's words are terrifying, he gags here, firstly, to keep Fan Wenhuai's reputation, and secondly, to keep the suspected Master Guan out of the matter, so as not to be dragged into this troubled water.

Of course, it is not by luck that Master Guan has been able to dominate Haicheng for many years, if it weren't for Su Xiaoqi here, Fan Wenhuai would still be the miracle doctor who hung the pot to help the world, and Master Guan was still the rich man who opened a few shops and had tens of thousands of acres of fertile land.

What about Miss Dongmei?

will "live" in the spit of countless people, every time Fan Wenhuai treats a patient, Miss Dongmei is pulled out and scolded once, who knows what she did?

Who cares?

There is no justice in this world, but where Su Xiaoqi is within reach, it must be full of justice.

The battle was over quickly, and the leper dog died without making a cry of pain, and the people inside the door did not even notice it.

Throwing the corpse into a stinky ditch at random, Su Xiaoqi opened the door of Baolin Hall, the noisy sound suddenly shook the eardrums, and the room was actually crowded with people, they were all patients who came to treat the disease, and when you arrived at the famous medical hall, you will always be shocked to find that there are so many seriously ill people in the world.

It's no wonder they didn't notice a single life being beaten to death outside the door, because all their thoughts were tied to their own lives.

The people with chaff-colored faces just took a look at Su Xiaoqi, and then retreated in shock, Su Xiaoqi was still wearing the tattered silk robe, the placket was wide open, revealing the chest with countless holes.

The room was rectangular, like a wide corridor, small in size, measured from the outside of the door, but only six zhang long, but it was such a small place, but it was crowded with nearly a hundred people, and on the right side of the room was a row of wooden chairs, reserved for the sick to rest.

Fan Wenhuai was at the end of the road, looking in from Su Xiaoqi's position, he could only see the crowded and a medicine cabinet with herbs, and above the medicine cabinet, there was also a plaque hanging on it, and there were four strong big characters written on it - Xinglin Chunnuan.

Miss Dongmei's death did not affect anyone, Fan Wenhuai still sat behind the table as usual, he was still the miracle doctor praised by everyone.

The injuries on Su Xiaoqi's body are too terrifying, and cultivators can recover from their injuries with a single pill, so they rarely set foot in the medical halls opened by ordinary people, and for the patients in Baolin Hall, Su Xiaoqi already has only a few breaths.

The crowd hurriedly moved to both sides, leaving a way, but Su Xiaoqi did not move, but waved his hand and walked towards the wooden chair against the wall.

The sick person sitting on the chair saw Su Xiaoqi coming, and hurriedly stood up, wanting to step forward to help but didn't dare, so he could only watch Su Xiaoqi sit down on the wooden chair with a worried face.

Everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on Su Xiaoqi, Su Xiaoqi scratched his head, and smiled far-fetched, it was this smile that someone moved.

First, an elderly man stepped forward and carefully placed a copper plate on Su Xiaoqi's leg, then the second, and then the third......

In the end, everyone walked towards Su Xiaoqi in unison, and Su Xiaoqi had countless copper plates, broken silver, and even a gold leaf on his leg.

So, Su Xiaoqi's expression was very exciting.

......

Around dusk, when the dusk sunlight moved from the street to the house, the crowd finally dispersed. Su Xiaoqi, who was bathed in the afterglow, put the money on his leg into the treasure bag with an unnatural expression, which really made him very ......

Su Xiaoqi sighed and was about to get up, when Fan Wenhuai, who looked tired, beckoned to him, "Little brother, you come." ”

Su Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows and walked towards Fan Wenhuai, who was sitting behind the table.

"Your ...... injury" Before Su Xiaoqi approached, Fan Wenhuai's pupils suddenly constricted, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Su Xiaoqi was about to speak, but Fan Wenhuai immediately interrupted with a palm, got up, walked to the door and closed the door, and said: "The wound you locked with spiritual power is not fatal, the most difficult thing is the things inside." ”

Su Xiaoqi was about to speak again, but was interrupted by Fan Wenhuai again, "You know what I'm talking about, right?"

“......”

"Yes, I'm talking about the cold water in your body. Fan Wenhuai's eyes were like torches and said: "The reason why I closed the door is because the technique I used next was created by me exclusively, and I must not use it at will in front of outsiders." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Su Xiaoqi to speak, Fan Wenhuai took out the needle bag from his arms, took out the needle and quickly pierced several acupuncture points on Su Xiaoqi's body.

The acupuncture points selected by Fan Wenhuai are all fatal parts of the human body, but the strength he handles is extremely skillful, and the shallow stab will never hurt Su Xiaoqi's body, and after a few breaths, Su Xiaoqi's body is no more and no less, and there are thirteen needles.

Su Xiaoqi immediately felt that the cold air that had penetrated into the bone marrow was leaking outward, and after touching a cup of tea, Fan Wenhuai took the needle, although the cold poison was not all removed, there was not much left.

"That's all I can do, as you continue to cultivate, the cold poison is likely to come back and become more poisonous, if you want to turn it into your own use, you still have to go to the Yunhai Sacred Palace to try your luck and see if it is possible to be accepted as a disciple by the Yunhai Sacred Palace." Put the needles of different lengths back into the needle bag one by one, Fan Wenhuai said.

"There are a lot of people who have been harmed by the cold wave in Guanhai City, and sometimes I feel that I have suppressed it and picked up a life, but one day it suddenly erupts and kills people, so don't be careless. Fan Wenhuai's tone was full of concern for the patient.

Su Xiaoqi was silent, and the room suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, Fan Wenhuai secretly glanced at the ragged Su Xiaoqi, slapped his forehead suddenly, and said with a kind smile: "I understand, can't you afford the consultation fee?"

Su Xiaoqi asked rhetorically: "Do you think I look like a person who can't afford to pay for the consultation?"

Fan Wenhuai stopped talking, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"You don't need to ask the patient where there is anything wrong with his body, just take a look at it to know where the patient is wrong, and after such a treatment, who doesn't admire the five bodies of Doctor Fan's superb medical skills?

However, it seems to be cured of the disease, but secretly wreaks havoc on the inside of the body, although it will not be immediately ill, let alone life-threatening, but every year after that, there will be minor illnesses, and the diagnosis fee will naturally accumulate a small amount and roll in. Su Xiaoqi smiled and said, "It turns out that Doctor Fan's reputation is like this. ”

Fan Wenhuai's eyes turned cold, "I did forget that you still have the identity of a spirit master. ”

This little trick is to deceive ordinary people, and the cultivator's understanding of the body can be said to be refined to every cell.

"Let the little brother laugh, the old brother is used to you for a while, please raise your noble hand and let the old brother go. Fan Wenhuai's face became very fast, he knew very well that it was meaningless to fight with Su Xiaoqi whether he won or lost, and even more, he took the initiative to show weakness, which is definitely comparable to very many people, how many people in the world can do it?