The Yisheng's mansion covers a huge area, there are more than 20 guest rooms alone, and it is very easy to accommodate a few people in each guest room, so there are many patients in this mansion.

In the eyes of many people, it is an honor to be able to receive the treatment of the medical saint, but in fact, there are countless people who have been treated by the medical saint.

Moreover, the grandson of the medical saint, Du Ziteng, known as the little immortal doctor, although not as good as the medical saint, but his medical skills are also extremely good, most common diseases, he can solve them alone, which also reduces the burden on the medical saint in disguise, so that the endless stream of patients who come to connect and receive treatment have no chance.

Rao is like this, the medical saint is sometimes very busy, but this old man, who is nearly eighty years old, enjoys it and has not complained at all, not only that, for most patients, he treats them for free, and rarely collects a consultation fee.

In such a comparison, in Sin City, there are too many other medical centers, and no one can compete with each other.

After all, not to mention the free rule, the fame of the medical saint alone is enough to discourage these doctors, and they can't afford to compete with the courage and ideas.

At this time, many patients were looking around the inner courtyard, and the words of the doctor could be faintly heard.

Du Ziteng had been away for a while, and he happened to grab a dose of medicine for a patient, ready to let the next person boil it into soup, and then let the patient take it, but at this time, he couldn't help but stop, and looked at this white-haired grandfather in a daze, today's grandfather, who looked a little abnormal.

"Young Master Yi?" Du Ziteng chewed softly in his mouth, "Who is this person, grandpa attaches so much importance to it!"

"The young man that Old Doctor Du values?" Many patients also remembered the three words 'Yi Gongzi', "It seems that there should be some real skills, but I don't know if the little immortal doctor is powerful, or that Yi Gongzi is powerful." ”

On the other side, Yi Sen's footsteps stopped again, and several people mentioned 'Yi Gongzi' several times, and he had the same surname as him, he wanted to see if this character with the same surname as him was really so powerful, and he faintly felt that this person seemed to have an inseparable relationship with himself.

Tsing Yi Hou and Nord Qi Bei were silent, they didn't expect that the medical saint's request was actually this.

After pondering for a moment, the Marquis of Tsing Yi said in a deep voice: "Senior Medical Saint. ”

Waving his hand, the doctor said, "Just call me Du Liang." ”

Although the medical saint himself said so, but Tsing Yi Hou didn't dare to really call it that, and changed to a closer title, Tsing Yi Hou continued: "Du Lao, this Yi Gongzi has a mysterious origin, and he is our savior, I can only promise to do my best, but if he insists on refusing to come, then, even if my nephew's life is really taken away by death, I will not persecute Yi Gongzi." ”

He said this earnestly, firmly, and at the end of his sentence, he looked at Nord Qibei with apologetic eyes.

Nord Qibei did not object, but stood up in support: "Yes, Du Lao, although I, Nord Qibei, am afraid of death, but there are some things that are more precious than the surname life, if Du Lao asks too much, I would rather die!"

Although in normal times, Nord Qibei looks sick, but at this time, when he speaks, he is sonorous and full of resoluteness.

They are taking preventive vaccinations, and what they are afraid of is that the medical saint will not pass them and go directly to Yi Gongzi!

The medical saint Du Liang laughed and said: "Yes, through your conduct, the old man now feels that even if the old man breaks the rules set by the old man himself, if he can cure this little guy, it is worth it." Don't worry, the old man hereby promises that he will never do anything to make things difficult for you. ”

Relieved, Tsing Yi Hou arched his hand and said: "Then, please wait here for a while, I will invite Yi Gongzi to come, as for whether he will come, I can't guarantee it." ”

At this time, everyone was very curious about Yi Gongzi in the mouth of Tsing Yi Hou, he kept claiming that Yi Gongzi was their savior, with his strength, if he couldn't solve the matter, what could a young man help him?

Du Liang is waiting, Du Ziteng is waiting, Yi Sen is waiting, and many patients are also waiting......

Just as the Marquis of Tsing Yi turned around, a young voice came from the gate of the mansion: "No need, I'm already here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man appeared around the corner, and, step by step, walked towards the gate of the mansion.

One step across the threshold, the young man walked more than a dozen steps, came to the front of everyone, and said lightly: "I can't imagine when I became so important, I only need to come once, I can save a person's life, hehe, in this case, whether I want to or not, I have to come here for a while." ”

"Yi Chen!" At this time, Yi Sen, who was closest to the young man, twitched his face fiercely and lost his voice.

Only then did the young man notice Yi Sen on the side of the trail, looked at him with a complicated expression, and said, "Big... Big brother, long time no see. ”

With a smile on his face, Yi Sen said, "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Du Liang walked two steps at a time, and arrived at the young man's side in a few steps, although he was surprised by the young man's calm and majestic temperament, but on the surface he was silent, and said solemnly: "You are what they call Yi Gongzi, Yi Chen?" Since Yi Sen shouted out this name, and the young man responded again, then, he was obviously called Yi Chen.

"If you don't change your name or surname, I am Yi Chen." ”

"Yi Chen, how do I feel, this name is somewhat familiar?" Many patients scratched their heads in confusion, this name, they were sure they had heard it before, but for a while, they couldn't remember it.

Suddenly, a voice came from the inner courtyard, but it was a middle-aged man who patted his forehead and said to himself: "I remembered, I finally remembered it." Isn't this Yi Chen the genius who has recently risen in the provincial capital of northern Sichuan? I remember that many people were in disbelief at the news coming from northern Sichuan!"

The middle-aged man's words seemed to awaken everyone's memories at once, and also ignited everyone's emotions.

"Yes, yes, that's the person! It is said that the cultivation of the talented sword master made it easy for General Lang Mo to defeat both sides!"

"Yes, he also withdrew from the Yi family, and with that bit of cultivation, he broke out of the great hall, and most of the news from the Wild City was about him!"

"When did this young man learn first-hand medicine?"

Hearing many discussions, Du Liang's side suddenly fell silent, and they all looked at the young man in front of him with surprised and surprised eyes.

The only exception is Yi Sen.

Yi Sen looked at the young man with a complicated and inexplicable gaze, in the past, this second brother who was called the king of Yemian City, not long after today, but he is famous in the north of Sichuan, even the people of this sin city have heard of his deeds, he, the eldest brother who is regarded as a hope and genius, is now, but no one notices.

The situation of the two brothers seems to have been reversed for a year, but Yi Sen did not show a sloppy side.

"This" Du Liang suddenly realized a problem, since Yi Chen is here, and Yi Sen is his eldest brother, what attitude should he take to face Yi Sen?

You must know that a few days ago, he was not polite to Yi Sen and Lang Mo at all.