"Hey, I don't like to listen to what you say, no matter how divine the doctor is, he also has times when he is tired, is it difficult to achieve that because he can cure diseases and save people, he must exhaust himself to death on the spot?" The man pursed his lips and scolded Peng Qi twice.

"That's not what he meant," Deng Tao hurriedly said, "He is also in unbearable pain, and he is anxious, little brother, you are worried that you will not be able to get a chance to be cured, so aren't we even more hopeless?"

"Not necessarily," seeing that Deng Tao was reasonable, the man didn't think too much, "If the pain is really unbearable, talk to the divine doctor, say a few more good words, maybe the divine doctor will help you heal by raising his hand."

"Yes, yes, my brother has a point. Thank you for your advice." Deng Tao thanked him.

The man also arched his hand: "You're welcome, you're welcome." After that, he turned his head and continued to line up, saying no more.

Deng Tao looked back, and just as they were talking, dozens of people lined up behind him.

Deng Tao glanced at Peng Qi, thought for a moment, and said to Peng Qi: "Forget it, I can't get in line today, why don't I invite you to breakfast first, and let's come early tomorrow?"

"Then you'll break the bank." Peng Qi saw Deng Tao's eyes, understood, replied to his words, and broke away from the team and walked to the side.

Peng Qi followed Deng Tao under the cover of the small vendors opposite the team, and walked all the way to the door of a teahouse closest to the old man, and the two walked up the stairs, directly on the second floor of the teahouse, picked up a table near the window, and sat opposite each other.

"What do you two drink?" When the teahouse saw the two of them seated, they dared to come forward and ask.

"Go, go, whatever you want." Deng Tao didn't have the heart to think about what to eat and drink now, so he waved his hand and sent the teahouse guys away.

The teahouse guy looked at the two people in front of him, and it didn't look like he was crazy, nor did he look like he was looking for trouble, and he didn't look like he couldn't afford to pay, so he responded happily, turned around and ran downstairs.

Deng Tao pushed open the half-hidden window and looked down, the position was just right, and he could see the old man's surroundings clearly.

"It's a good location, and I can see it very clearly." Peng Qi whispered.

"Well, according to your and mine's medical skills and knowledge, it shouldn't be difficult to tell whether this person really has two brushes or is just a swagger. Let's see." Deng Tao nodded slightly, propped up the window, and said softly.

"A pot of biluochun, two plates of fruit. Please use it slowly." The tea house guy quickly brought tea and refreshment snacks.

"Dude." Deng Tao stopped the teahouse guy.

"Master, you command." The guy bowed.

"When did this old man downstairs come?" Deng Tao took a sip of tea and asked.

"You said he," the man craned his neck and glanced down, "I've been here for two or three days, anyway, every day before the teahouse opens, he sits there, it should be before dawn, it's strange to say, this old man sits here for a day, doesn't eat, drink, or move, he really looks like a fairy."

"We also came to see him," Deng Tao said with a smile, "First, this queue is too long, and secondly, we don't know if this person is really capable or a charlatan, so we want to take a look here first, you can go and get busy."

"Well, you have something to say." The guy answered and left.

"Lord Deng," watching the man's back disappear from sight, Peng Qi said softly, "Listen to what this guy said, this old man may really have two brushes."

"Look if he's got something in his hand." Deng Tao ignored Peng Qi, staring at the hand of the old man downstairs with a pair of eyes, and between the thick fingers of the mallet, Deng Tao vaguely saw something that looked like an insect leg.

"Huh? It seems to be......" Peng Qi also looked over, "It seems to be a fly?"

"Flies aren't that big." Deng Tao dismissed Peng Qi's speculation. The old man's fingers were thick, covering the things in his hand so that it was difficult to distinguish, and the old man's hands were fast, which made Deng Tao inevitably feel a little anxious.

"Bees?" The faint hint of bright yellow between the old man's hands and hands made Peng Qi guess again.

"Like

…… It's not like ......" Deng Tao denied Peng Qi's speculation without decision this time.

"Lord Ding, are you here again, or Biluochun?" The voice of the young man downstairs caught Peng Qi's attention.

"Well, I'll go upstairs and sit down." Ding Yunliang walked upstairs as he spoke, and after seeing someone sitting at the window, Ding Yunliang was obviously stunned for a moment, and after a little hesitation, he decided to turn around and find a place downstairs.

"But Lord Ding Yunliang?" Peng Qi poked his head at the top of the stairs and asked.

"Yes, dare to ask the driver?" Ding Yunliang stopped and answered on the stairs.

"Too Hospital." Peng Qi said softly.

Ding Yunliang looked behind him, walked quickly to Peng Qi's side, arched his hand and said, "You two are also here to see this miracle doctor?"

"Listen to me, how many days have you been staring?" Deng Tao looked Ding Yunliang up and down.

"Yes, Xia Guan has been staring at it all day yesterday."

"Then let's sit down together." Deng Tao nodded and asked Ding Yunliang to sit aside.

"Lord Ding......" The guy took the tea and snacks, looked at Ding Yunliang sitting at the table, and for a while he didn't know whether to send the tea in his hand or not.

"Put the tea aside, the tea money is indispensable." Ding Yunliang waved his hand and sent the guy away.

The three of them gathered around the table, drinking tea while staring at the old man who was treating the sick downstairs. Ding Yunliang simply explained the situation he found to the two imperial doctors.

"Lord Ding, maybe I have to trouble you to keep an eye on it a little more, we have to go back to the palace to be on duty." It was noon, Peng Qi got up and arched his hand to Ding Yunliang.

"Two adults walk slowly." Ding Yunliang didn't keep it, and watched the two go downstairs and leave. And the old man downstairs is still treating the patient in front of him at an incredible speed.

"Do you recognize him?" Out of the teahouse, Deng Tao asked softly.

"Well, I had a nodding acquaintance in the palace before." Peng Qi nodded.

"Do you think he can be trusted?" Deng Tao was a little skeptical of Ding Yunliang's words.

Although the situation Ding Yunliang said was similar to what the young man in the teahouse said, as soon as the two were combined, the problem came out.

What the young man saw was an old man during the day, not eating, drinking, or moving his nest. Ding Yunliang sent people to keep an eye on the night, and he didn't eat, drink, or move his nest, could this person really be an old fairy? So what kind of worm is he holding in his hand?

"Two gentlemen, please stay." Just when Deng Tao was puzzled, a voice came from behind him. Looking back, it was the teahouse guy just now.

"Isn't it right to pay for tea?" Deng Tao subconsciously touched the purse on his waist.

"No, no, no, the tea money is not bad," the guy quickly stopped Deng Tao's hand, pointed behind him again, and said, "The old man who treated the sick asked someone to send a message, saying that if you want to know how he healed, please go to the Rugui Inn in the north of the city at sunset."