……

Han You himself can't save people if he doesn't know medical skills, but he really knows one of the medical halls in Linglong City.

I've been there once before.

A moment later.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the closed Zhengrentang.

The shopkeeper, who had already fallen asleep, got up from the bed in a daze, patted his wife, who was also woken up next to her, and let her continue to sleep, and then put on a dress and walked downstairs angrily.

"Who!"

"In the middle of the night, knock on the door!"

It's just that when he opened the door, the scene in front of him made him instantly refreshed, and the whole person sobered up.

I saw a black-clothed young man holding a long knife standing outside the door, and he was also carrying a bloody corpse in his hand......

He shuddered, and his legs trembled.

Could it be that some kind of Jiangyang thief?

No, he reacted quickly.

It's not a corpse, the man is still breathing, still alive!

Sure enough, the young man walked straight in, put the wounded man on the hospital bed, and said, "Save people." ”

"This, this, this ......"

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed.

Not to mention that the time of the night is not quite right, and since the Tigers were wiped out by a fierce man, he has been terrified all day long, afraid that he will suffer too.

So I deliberately didn't get involved in anything about gang fighting.

And now these two people look wrong, maybe they have just fought with others and were seriously injured.

Who knows if he will just cure them, and the enemy will chase after him and solve him as a fellow party.

He is not a good man with the benevolence of a healer, he only wants to be alone.

It's best if you don't get into trouble.

He could only say euphemistically: "Shaoxia, in the middle of the night, I don't have a doctor here, I'm afraid it's ......."

At this point, I suddenly couldn't go on.

Because he saw a silver ticket of one hundred taels in the other party's hand.

I couldn't help but swallow.

"Healed, it's yours."

"Can't cure ......"

Han You wielded his knife.

A chair next to it split apart in an instant.

"That's what happened to you."

He already knew about the relationship between this medical center and the Tiger Gang before, but because he didn't directly harm people, but the reputation of treating diseases and saving people was okay, so he didn't uproot them together.

But that doesn't mean he's a good talker.

Especially the freewheeling character he plays now.

"Understood! Got it! ”

The shopkeeper turned pale with fright, and hurriedly nodded.

"Young man, put away the knife first, this looks a little scary......"

"I'm going to see a doctor and save people, I'm going!"

Immediately, he hurriedly walked to the bedside and began to carefully examine the person's injuries.

The shopkeeper himself is also a doctor with good medical skills, but unfortunately he later went astray and mixed up with the Tigers, and he didn't see a doctor in person for many years.

But the basic skills are still there.

But this look surprised him again, and he couldn't help but look back at Han You.

"What's wrong?"

Han You took two steps forward.

"This hero's injuries are very, very serious......"

The shopkeeper pondered the words and said cautiously: "This person should be a very strong martial artist, if you change anyone, you will already be dead and you can't die anymore." And this wound is as if it had been bitten by a wild beast......"

He almost thought that this person had gone up the mountain to fight dozens of tigers, otherwise how could he explain it.

Han You was not surprised.

"This person is an eight-rank martial artist, with a strong physique, you can heal boldly, mainly those internal injuries, and those external injuries will heal automatically after he recovers."

The physique of the eight-rank martial artist is already comparable to that of a humanoid beast.

The shopkeeper was instantly stunned, looked at the seriously injured man next to him, and his hands were trembling.

Eight products?!

The strongest martial artist he has ever come into contact with is the old gang leader, and his strength is probably six to seven grades.

Eight Grades......

If you don't cure yourself, the other party won't punch yourself to death.

Thinking of this, he was more cautious when he started to treat, and he also used good ointment in terms of medicine, and he never dared to have a trace of restraint.

After working so busy for most of the night, after almost breaking the waist of the shopkeeper, Ping Xiuyun's injuries were finally stabilized.

Seeing that his breathing is gradually becoming stable and regular, it should not be long before he wakes up.

Han You was not in a hurry, and saw that there was still a lot of time before his meat ball expired, so he waited patiently.

After the shopkeeper on the other side was done, he didn't dare to go to sleep alone, so he could only carefully accompany Xiao to the side.

A moment later.

Han You was resting with tea, when his heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look at the hospital bed.

Ping Xiuyun, who looked weak there, had already opened his eyes a little confused.

But this confusion only lasted for a moment, and the warrior's instinct made him quickly realize that he was in a strange place, and instantly got up and looked around cautiously.

So much so that he pulled the wound on his body, and a lot of blood came out.

But this man was resolute, he didn't say a word, and his face remained the same.

It was only when he saw clearly that the surrounding environment seemed to be a medical hall, and saw the shopkeeper who was so frightened that his face turned pale and Han You, who was drinking tea comfortably, that he understood.

I'm truly out of danger.

"Thank you Shaoxia for saving your life!"

"Little things."

Han You waved his hand and said bluntly: "And I didn't save you because of kindness, just because I wanted to figure out some problems in you." ”

Ping Xiuyun was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was worth exploring in himself, but he also had a bold personality: "Young man just ask!" I will know everything below! ”

He didn't worry about the other person's identity or whether it would be against him.

If someone from the court wants to harm himself, he doesn't even have to do it just now, just watch himself die at the hands of evil.

Han You didn't ask immediately, but glanced at the shopkeeper next to him.

The shopkeeper immediately understood, nodded and walked upstairs, eager to plug his ears.

Don't hear something you shouldn't hear, or you'll be killed.

After Han You saw that everyone had left, he casually crossed Erlang's legs, tapped the teacup in his hand with his fingertips, and asked with a smile.

"Ping Xiuyun, an eight-rank martial artist, is still a wanted criminal in the imperial court, and his identity is not ordinary. Can you tell me why you took such a big risk to come to this exquisite city? ”

"Did someone hire you to do something here, or was it ...... Homicide? ”

He tried to guess.

After all, that's all I can think of.

Thinking about the movement that his Taibai vest made here before, I can't help but wonder if the other party was hired to deal with me.

The answer, though, was somewhat unexpected.

Ping Xiuyun smiled bitterly: "Actually, I'm ashamed to say that I didn't come here for fame or hatred, but I got a message from someone else......"

"Or rather, a legend."