"You...!" the middle-aged man frowned, and he was about to scold.

"Please two stop!" A young man dressed in white and with a loyal temperament walked over helplessly, looking at the middle-aged man and the young man, "This is the residence of the medical saint, the medical saint heals, and needs a quiet environment, if you have any grievances and grievances, please settle them elsewhere, this place can't withstand everyone's tossing." ”

This is reasonable, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, and he no longer bothered with the young man before, and said, "I haven't asked for advice yet." ”

The white-shirted young man smiled: "Du Ziteng, you can just call me Xiao Du." ”

"Belly... Du Gongzi. The middle-aged man looked calm, and said softly: "My nephew has a strange disease, and he hurried from thousands of miles away, I don't know where the medical saint lives now, I hope he can save my nephew, as long as my nephew can recover, I am willing to pay any reward!"

This sounds a bit arrogant, and it is naturally impossible to pay any reward, but he is just a statement to express his determination.

"This, my lord, should be a person with a knighthood, right?" Du Zi said slowly: "Dressed in green clothes, the blue sky, the brother is standing and the younger brother is proud, presumably this lord is the famous Nord Tsing Yi, the Marquis of Tsing Yi, right?"

Tsing Yihou's eyes widened, full of shock, and asked rhetorically, "How did you know my identity?"

Du Ziteng smiled, turned around and walked towards the back room, leaving a soft voice: "You should know my grandfather's rules, this trip, if there is no accident, I am afraid that you will come in vain." As for Tsing Yihou's question, he didn't answer it from beginning to end, as if he hadn't heard it.

"You're... The grandson of the medical saint?" Tsing Yi Hou reacted at this time, and the person who spoke to him turned out to be the grandson of the famous medical saint, no wonder he was still so calm and calm after guessing his identity, without the slightest change in expression.

However, since Du Ziteng is the grandson of the medical saint, his words, in a way, also represent the attitude of the medical saint.

Nord Qi Bei was next to the Marquis of Tsing Yi, his face suddenly turned pale, but he still smiled and said: "Second uncle, I am sick, the medical saint may not have a way, since the medical saint does not agree to treatment, let's leave, maybe Yi Gongzi can have a way." ”

As he spoke, he didn't see an old man walking slowly from the side courtyard, carrying a shabby backpack in his hand.

"If the old man can't be treated, then there is no one in the world who can be treated. The old man passed by Nord Qibei, and suddenly said inexplicably, "Although the old man does not dare to say that his medical skills are the best in the world, in this world, there are only a few people whose medical skills can surpass the old man, and they may not be able to cure the diseases that the old man can't cure!"

This is a kind of pride, just like the peerless powerhouse, they all have their own arrogance, the arrogance of the strong, and the medical saint, in terms of medical skills, is also the pinnacle of attainment, so he naturally has such arrogance.

The medical saint is usually very indifferent, but this Nord Qibei is also a promising young man, with good conduct and excellent temperament, which has attracted the attention of the medical saint, but he said such a sentence in his mouth, so the medical saint was slightly angry, but after saying that sentence, he smiled dumbly, secretly blaming himself for being so old, and he was still fighting like a young man, fighting fiercely, and said in his heart: "Sins and sins......"

Where did Nord Qibei not guess that this was the main master, he did not deliberately flatter, but only slightly held a junior salute, and then talked eloquently: "Seniors of the medical saint, I don't know how Yi Gongzi's medical skills are, but my disease, in the whole Sichuan Provincial Government, no doctor or pharmacist can say a word, but Yi Gongzi opened his mouth to explain something, although he didn't know whether it was right or wrong, but looking at his confident look, thinking about it, even if it was wrong, it would definitely not be too far behind." ”

"Oh?" At this moment, the medical saint was inexplicably surprised.

He looked at the Hou of Tsing Yi next to him, and when he saw him, the Hou of Tsing Yi also nodded sincerely: "My nephew is not lying, this matter can be guaranteed by the head of the item!"

"Looks like you're telling the truth. "The doctor has lived for such a long time, as a doctor, what kind of person has he not seen? After reading countless people, he thinks that he can still tell whether the uncle and nephew of the Hou in Tsing Yi are lying, "It's just, it shouldn't be! You are sick, even I only know part of it, how did he know about it?"

Since he was young, the medical saint has traveled all over the entire Proud Sword Empire, and in the empire, he has read almost all the medical books, no matter who compiled them, as long as the content of the medical books is correct, he has to read them several times.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this era, no one has read more books than him, and this is what he is most proud of!

And just now, when he first saw Nord Qibei, he didn't recognize what his illness was, until he got close to Nord Qibei, and took advantage of the time he was speaking, carefully observed, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and then he remembered that he had seen this case in an ancient medical book, and that book was the collection of the first powerhouse of Sin City thirty years ago, Arrogant and Impermanent.

For this disease, the medical book, only a part of the explanation, the principle is not explained clearly, the treatment method, there is no clear explanation, speaking of which, the medical saint must combine his own ideas, give a complete plan, in order to solve the problem, this is the last one or two decades, the first time the medical saint has encountered such a difficult case.

"What did he say at the time?" the medical saint suspected that what Yi Gongzi said in their mouths was made up, and was ready to carefully verify it.

Nord Qibei and Tsing Yi Hou glanced at each other, and seemed to feel a glimmer of hope, and the Tsing Yi Hou hurriedly said: "That's what he said at the time, it comes from the inner periphery of the Warcraft Forest, and its strength is not as good as even the lowest-level apprentice-level Warcraft, but it once caused the fall of a ninth-level powerhouse of the Sword Sect, and the longer it drags on, the more difficult it will be to cure it, I hope the medical saint has a way." ”

These words will not have any impact on Yi Chen, for the sake of his nephew's illness, Tsing Yi Hou repeated Yi Chen's previous words without reservation, paused, and continued: "Later, we asked him if he knew about Qi Bei's illness. ”

"How did he answer?" When he asked this, the medical saint's face was solemn, looking a little anxious, but there was a faint hint of joy, this time, it seemed that he had met a real expert.

His answer was this, knowing is knowing, but... Alas, some trouble. You'd better go to the doctor first, maybe he can find a way to save him. Tsing Yi Hou said sorry to Yi Chen in his heart, and repeated Yi Chen's previous words.

The medical saint smiled suddenly: "Hahaha~ha! My way is not lonely, my way is not lonely!"

His sudden laughter lured Du Ziteng out of the back room, and looked at his grandfather in puzzlement, what is wrong with grandpa today? Why is he smiling so happily and so happy? That kind of joy, that kind of excitement, is an emotion that Du Ziteng has not seen from his grandfather for many years.

How many years have it been, it seems, since the death of his parents, grandpa hasn't smiled like this, right?

"Seniors of the Medical Saint. Tsing Yi Hou didn't know what kind of madness the medical saint was in, so he couldn't help but shout softly.

It just so happened that Yi Sen hadn't left yet, looking at this scene in a daze, he was very envious of the kind of uncle and nephew affection between the Marquis of Tsing Yi and Nord Qibei, in the Yi family, but he couldn't enjoy such real care, and after worshipping General Lang Mo as a teacher, although he seemed to feel this feeling, but by now, Lang Mo was no longer his teacher, after all, Lang Mo's words were enough to say goodbye, and he could only be regarded as the existence of being expelled by Lang Mo now.

The medical saint waved his hand and said solemnly: "I have a rule not to treat anyone with a knighthood and their relatives, but this rule is not immutable. Some people are willing to be my experimental subjects for ten years of experimentation, and I can save them, while some people can be saved if they go bankrupt and pay all their property. Of course, the premise of all this is that when I need it, if I don't need it, no matter what, I won't change my mind. ”

He said a lot, but everyone didn't understand what he was trying to say.

Fortunately, in the next sentence, the medical saint answered the doubts in everyone's hearts: "This time, I have only one condition, as long as you do it, the old man is willing to treat this young man for free." ”

"Senior, please speak. Tsing Yihou's face was happy.

"Invite the Yi Gongzi in your mouth to meet with the old man, and the old man will be willing to make a move!" the medical saint said a condition that surprised everyone, "Of course, even the old man is only four percent sure that he will be cured, and this must be told to you first." ”