Han Qing walked around the capital of the Romantic Country, then returned to the hotel, leisurely waiting for the arrival of the auction.

But just then, he suddenly received a call from Professor Ross.

"Master Zu, help!" As soon as he connected, Han Qing heard Professor Ross screaming in horror.

"What's going on? You calm down first." Han Qing said in a low voice.

"That's right, I treated a patient who had no clue with Western medicine, but when diagnosed with Chinese medicine, it was in line with a treatment method, so I used the Nine Dragon Acupoint Technique, but it didn't make the patient more serious."

"Because of the military order for treatment, now not only will I be finished, but our Donald family will also suffer a devastating blow, Master Zu, help!"

Professor Ross was extremely emotional, his voice trembling with endless fear.

Han Qing frowned, and couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart.

The Donald family is considered a wealthy family in Europe, and even if they can't cure the sick, they won't be treated well.

How to listen to Professor Rose's tone, it looks like he is going to be destroyed.

However, if Professor Ross had an accident, Han Qing could not stand idly by.

After all, Professor Ross is now his apprentice.

"Where are you? I'll come and see." Han Qingdao.

"Thank you, Master Zu, if Master Zu is still in the hotel, then someone will bring you over." Professor Ross let out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm in this hotel." Han Qing replied.

Immediately, the other side hung up the phone.

In less than a minute, there was a knock on the door.

Han Qing opened the door and found two expressionless men standing outside, their eyes were cold and sharp, and the smell of blood on their bodies could not be concealed.

Obviously, these two people have at least dozens of lives on their hands.

"May I ask if you are Han Qing?" One of them asked coldly.

"Yes, it's me." Han Qing replied lightly.

"Professor Ross should have explained to you, now come with us." This humanity...

Han Qing followed the two to the underground garage and entered a closed van.

The carriage is completely airtight, and high-tech soundproofing materials are used, so that no sound from the outside can enter, as if it were in a vacuum.

However, obviously, Han Qing's divine thoughts could not be isolated here.

Han Qing sat cross-legged in the carriage, feeling that the car was turning around, and finally entered a lake.

To be precise, it should be a passage hidden in the lake.

It's hard to imagine that there is an underground building at the bottom of this lake.

When Han Qing came out of the carriage, he was also in a garage.

If he hadn't been in control all the way, he would have thought it was just a garage for an ordinary building.

It didn't take long for Han Qing to be taken to a hall where there were no other colors except black and white.

As soon as you enter here, you almost think that you are colorblind, and the world is only black and white.

In the center of the hall, there was a hospital bed, on which lay a man, and on either side stood two rows of people.

Ahead, more than a dozen people knelt on the ground, all looking terrified and desperate.

One of them is Professor Ross.

"Master Ancestor......" When Professor Rose saw Han Qing, tears almost flowed out, and the whole person almost collapsed.

"What kind of Oriental doctor are you?" On the left side of the hospital bed, an old man looked at Han Qing with scrutiny.

"Yes, it's this seat." Han Qing replied lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd kneeling in the hospital bed suddenly stirred.

"I didn't expect it to be a stinky kid, I think Professor Ross is clearly being controlled, otherwise how could he give up Western medicine and learn the stupid Chinese medicine?"

"The Chinese medicine in the East, just like the witch doctors of primitive tribes, are all deceitful."

"We can't be cured, East

Chinese medicine is even more impossible, and today is the right time for Chinese medicine to show its original form."

These people were all in an uproar, they were all extremely famous medical professors in the world, and after receiving the bounty order from the Heaven Piercing Society, no one could cure the people in the hospital bed.

Only after Professor Ross couldn't use Western medicine methods, he tried using Eastern Chinese medicine.

However, because he had to prick a needle, he made a military order.

Originally, these people thought that Professor Ross could really cure this patient, after all, the military order was made, but they didn't want to, and it became a joke.

When they saw the appearance of Professor Ross's revered miracle doctor, they felt even more ridiculous.

A young man who looks no more than thirty is called the grandfather by Professor Ross, which is simply the funniest joke in the world.

At this time, the old man who was looking at Han Qing before said in a dark voice, "Boy, I can give you a chance, but there is only one chance, if you can't be cured, you will die, and the Donald family will also perish."

Han Qing didn't say a word, and walked directly to the bedside, looking at the patient on the bed from beginning to end.

It was a man with distinctly male characteristics, wearing a mask on his face, and apparently did not want to be known.

However, when Han Qing took a first look, he couldn't help but sigh and show surprise.

This patient has no body temperature at all, just like a lifeless sculpture, and cannot feel any temperature.

Moreover, his heart beats almost none, and only beats every three minutes.

"Master Zu, I can't diagnose it with Western medicine, but according to the yin and yang theory of Eastern Chinese medicine, this patient's body is cold, so he needs to ignite the original fire in his body to expel this cold."

"So, I used the Nine Dragon Thorn Acupoint to ignite the original fire in his body, but the patient's body temperature recovered at first, but soon the cold air counterattacked, and his internal organs were frozen." Professor Ross said bitterly.

Han Qing's gaze withdrew from the patient, and said lightly, "Your theory has indeed improved, and your thinking is correct, but you are a little mistaken, this patient is not an ordinary person, so it won't work."

"Ah, what is he?" Professor Ross looked shocked, and the rest of the group pricked up their ears.

"He's supposed to be the legendary vampire." Han Qingdao.

As soon as these words came out, everyone opened their mouths wide and felt that they couldn't believe it.

However, when they came to their senses, they immediately retreated in horror.

"Are there really vampires in the world? It's impossible."

"There are only legends, and they are all imaginary."

"We're all scientologists, it's impossible to believe this myth, I think it's this kid making up stories."

The top medical professors here don't believe in such ridiculous conclusions at all.

There have been cases of blood-sucking patients, but it was later confirmed that these patients were not vampires, but were caused by brainstem lesions.

In addition to sucking blood, their strength is inferior to that of ordinary people.

However, at this moment, Han Qing could feel that dozens of breaths fell on his body, locking him in.