"Boy Ling Xiao, I've seen Qiu Dashuai!" Ling Xiao's expression was whole, and he gave a salute to the old man, the unhappiness just now had long since disappeared without a trace, facing this old man who had made countless contributions to the empire, it was simply too appropriate to maintain due respect: "My father, Ling Tianxiao, often mentions Dashuai in front of the kid. Ling Xiao didn't say much, he believed that the old man would definitely understand his mind.

"Ling Tianxiao, hehe, that little guy, now, isn't he also a general?" The old man's eyes showed a look of remembrance, and then he smiled: "Yutong, you are a very good student! You can resist my three-point pressure with the qualifications of the Heavenly Veiner, and there is no second one in the entire Imperial Academy, right?"

Shangguan Yutong nodded, looking at Ling Xiao's eyes and feeling a little relieved, anyway, if it was known that Ling Xiao had been so highly praised by the old man who lived in seclusion in the Imperial Academy, I am afraid that he would die of jealousy.

If Ling Xiao wants to join the army, just by virtue of Qiu Dashuai's words, he can definitely save him ten years of struggle! Even His Majesty the King today has to give Qiu Shuai three points of face, not to mention that Qiu Shuai's son Qiu Jianhua is now known as the cradle of imperial talents, the dean of the Imperial Academy!

"Well, people are old and always like to talk nonsense. The old man Qiuchen nodded at Ling Xiao: "Yutong said that you can heal, so let me see the old man, right?"

Ling Xiao stepped forward, not politely, and said to the old man, "Can the handsome stretch out his wrist?"

"If you don't dislike it, just like Yutong girl, just call me Grandpa Chen, don't call me Dashuai, I'm not one for a long time!" Qiuchen said disapprovingly, and the title of the three words generalissimo seemed to be completely downplayed.

Ling Xiao nodded, and then stretched out three fingers to put on the old man's veins, in fact, Ling Xiao could roughly see just now that the old man's legs should have some kind of strange disease, first the muscles atrophied, and now it has extended to the meridians, and when the meridians are also completely atrophied, then even if he doesn't die, he must be a waste!

No matter how high the cultivation was, once the meridians were not smooth, it would greatly limit people's abilities, just like Wang Chao was just a blockage in his arm, which greatly reduced his strength, not to mention that Qiuchen's entire two-legged meridians have shrunk, and it can be said that it is already a miracle that he can maintain his current strength.

Moreover, a disease like Qiuchen's one, once it is extremely painful, it will make people think that life is worse than death!

This is also a reason why Ling Xiao is in awe of this old man, many times, death is not a very difficult thing, but to endure great pain to live like this, it requires strong perseverance.

"Grandpa Chen's illness should have been many years, right?" Ling Xiao asked softly while feeling some of the conditions in the old man's body.

Qiuchen sighed, a complicated look appeared on the old man's face, and said, "Yes, it should be almost ten years!" Shangguan Yutong suddenly seemed to avoid suspicion at this time, and chuckled: "Grandpa Chen, I'll make some of your favorite dim sum, and you can talk slowly." As he spoke, he turned around and retreated, and soon the sound of Shangguan Yutong and Fu Bo talking came from downstairs.

Qiuchen said at this time: "Actually, I have seen many famous doctors for this disease, but I can't see the reason, there is a palace imperial doctor, who is a fifth-level pharmacist, only he said that I am a manifestation of poisoning, but there is no way to find out what poison it is, and those other doctors all say that the old man is caused by improper cultivation." Qiuchen said, scolding: "Those quacks, Lao Tzu's family sword skills have been passed down for hundreds of years, and there has never been a problem, the old man's son and grandson are also cultivating, no problem, they don't understand and talk nonsense, and some people say that I have killed too much and suffered retribution, it's really his grandmother's." ”

"Uh......" Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the expressionless old man in amazement, he still had such an aristocratic demeanor, if he hadn't heard it clearly just now, Ling Xiao really doubted if there was something wrong with his ears, this was the real noble! Ling Xiao sighed playfully in his heart: Even scolding people have such a surname!

Qiuchen's illness did not spread, in fact, it was only after he stepped down as the generalissimo of the imperial army and horses.

It's a little incredible to say, a powerful magic sword master, it's normal to live for more than a hundred years, and being sick will make people feel incredible, how can they inexplicably contract this disease, no wonder some people speculate wildly.

Ling Xiao stood up at this time, and then said, "Although it's a little late, it's not like there's no way to save it. ”

"Huh?" Qiuchen was stunned, the old man didn't have any hope for this little doll at all, not that he looked down on Ling Xiao, but it was really his age, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, even if he started studying medicine in his mother's womb, it was only fourteen or fifteen years of medical experience, and those old pharmacists with gray hair and beards had no choice, how could he cure it?

Besides, this Ling Xiao is still the son of Ling Tianxiao's family, a son of a noble family, and he was already surprised that he could resist such a strong pressure from himself, and now he actually said that he could cure his illness, Qiu Chen shook his head and smiled.

"What, you don't believe it?" Ling Xiao said with a smile, and then briefly explained the symptoms of Qiuchen's illness.

The old man's calm face finally showed surprise, but he nodded again and again, because, what this little doll said...... Simply right!

At this time, a deep voice suddenly came from outside: "Boy, if you can cure your father's illness, I can rely on you for everything in this Imperial Academy!" With the voice, a middle-aged man in his forties walked in from outside, with a sturdy figure and a calm bearing, a face full of majesty, and at this moment there was a deep excitement in his eyes.

Shangguan Yutong, who rushed to hear the news, greeted him respectfully: "Dean......"

"Tong girl, this is the family, just call me Uncle Qiu!" The middle-aged man smiled at Shangguan Yutong gently, and then looked at Ling Xiao with burning eyes: "Do you really have a way to cure my father?"

For the legendary dean of the Imperial Academy, Ling Xiao has known for a long time, not only knowing, but also speaking quite familiarly, because Dean Qiu Jianhua has a very good relationship with his father Ling Tianxiao, and Ling Xiao, a celestial veiner, was able to enter the Imperial Academy to study, thanks to the help of Dean Qiu Jianhua, otherwise it is unlikely that the Imperial Academy will accept him, even if he is the son of the general's family, it will not work.

"Dean, there is a way. Ling Xiao's face was calm: "It's just that the medicinal materials needed are very special ......";