Yi Sen accepted the second brother's suggestion and stayed in Du Mansion, while also disposing of the last thing by the way.

Others don't know, but Yi Chen can guess that this eldest brother should be to send Lang Mo on his last journey, although he can't give Lang Mo a beautiful funeral, but after all, he once had the love of master and apprentice, and he, a disciple who is not a disciple, still has to do his part, only in this way can he feel more at ease.

Yi Chen didn't have anything to say about this, after all, Lang Mo was dead, even if Yi Chen was a stingy person, he wouldn't bother with a dead person.

And Du Liang barely guessed a little, but since Yi Chen didn't say anything, there was no need for him, an outsider, to bother.

After breakfast, Yi Sen hurriedly said goodbye, although he promised to stay in Du Mansion, he also had his own things to do, and it was impossible to stay idle in front of everyone all day long, and the first and most important thing at present was to deal with the aftermath of his former teacher, Lang Mo.

After Yi Sen left, Nord Qibei also returned to the ward, and Du Liang and Du Ziteng began to treat other patients.

Yi Chen, who was not ready to leave for the time being, naturally continued to communicate with Du Liang, but the place of exchange became the room for treating patients, as well as in various reading wards.

Tsing Yi Hou came back soon, and as soon as he came back, he told Yi Chen about the situation of Ye Ruofei and the others, and then he went to take care of his nephew, who he regarded as half a son, with peace of mind.

Yi Chen followed Du Liang around, observing Du Liang's treatment, asking something from time to time, and occasionally answering Du Liang's questions.

At noon on this day, a family member rushed into the consultation room panting, and whispered beside Du Liang: "Master, there is a person who claims to be the Purple Emperor outside, I must see you, it is useless for the little one to say anything, he said... He said..."

Du Liang scolded: "If you have anything, just say it quickly, don't swallow it." There are no outsiders here. ”

The family Ding glanced at Yi Chen and wondered in his heart, isn't this young man an outsider?

Well, since the master has said so, what else does his family have to worry about, he hesitated for a moment, and then said with an ugly face: "He said, if you don't cure him, he will demolish the Du Mansion, and besides, he will arrest the master back." ”

"Hmph!" Du Liang snorted coldly, "Purple Emperor, when did he become so bold?

Du Ziteng looked at Du Liang worriedly, and said worriedly: "Grandpa, not long ago, there was news from Chu Domain, it is said that the cultivation of the Purple Emperor has reached the ninth level of the Sword Emperor. With his strength, this time, I'm afraid we won't be able to please him. ”

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Du Liang was more surprised, but after being surprised, he didn't care, "What about the ninth-level cultivation of the Sword Emperor? Does he think that the ninth-level Sword Emperor is qualified to be arrogant? You must know that in this sin city, even if it is a ninth-level Sword Emperor, he may not be able to speak!"

The information hidden in these words, Yi Chen understood it as soon as he heard it.

Looking at Du Liang thoughtfully, Yi Chen said in his heart: "It seems that this medical saint has other unknown hole cards, otherwise, in the face of a ninth-level sword emperor, he is actually calm and calm, I am afraid that he relies on more than just those outsiders to support him." ”

"Little brother, are you going to rest here for a while, or are you going out with us?" Du Liang asked with a smile, not at all aware of the sense of anxiety.

Du Ziteng was also a little incomprehensible to his grandfather's calmness, but it was useless to be anxious at this time, he could only follow his grandfather's orders and do everything well.

Du Liang is the backbone of the Du family, the sky is falling, and the old man is supporting him, although he thinks so, he may be a little irresponsible and a little negative, but the fact is that the old man is not afraid, what else is he afraid of, it's a big deal to go to Huangquan Road with his grandfather.

"Let's take a look. Yi Chen smiled.

A faint appreciation flashed in his eyes, Du Liang was very happy that Yi Chen did not abandon them and run away, no matter what Yi Chen's purpose was, at least, Yi Chen's approach was indeed what he wanted to see.

"Let's go! I want to see if he, the Purple Emperor, is not staying in the Chu Imperial Palace, and he is coming here to make trouble. Du Liang said as he stepped on the meteor stride and walked out of the consultation room with a relaxed face, Du Ziteng followed closely behind, his face was a little dignified, and the faces of the two grandfathers and grandsons just formed a strong contrast, and the contrast was really not small.

Yi Chen walked out unhurriedly, following far behind, his soul power sensed it slightly, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face: "Hehe, it's actually a Xibei goods, no wonder..."

Quickened his pace, and soon, Yi Chen came to the hall.

I happened to see Du Liang say to a purple-clothed middle-aged man in a flat tone: "Purple Emperor, you are a rich and noble person, and I am a small person in cloth, come to my commoner's house, condescend to me, and degrade yourself, why?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "Medical saint, my intention has already been made clear. Are you confused?"

Du Liang shook his head and said, "Little Lao'er really doesn't know. ”

"Well, I'll say it again. If you cure my injuries, I am willing to pay 10,000 gold rewards, but if you can't cure it, I will demolish your mansion for you, because if you can't cure the emperor's injuries, there will be no need for your mansion to exist. The middle-aged man shook the purple robe on his body, "Don't think that I won't dare to touch you if they support you." You have to think clearly, before they arrive, I have a thousand, ten thousand chances to slaughter all of you!"

The words are not coarse, at least, the middle-aged himself thinks so.

After speaking, he looked at Du Liang with a slight smug smile, he believed that under the threat of life, Du Liang should know how to choose, after all, in this world, no one would think that he had lived enough.

Du Liang stared at the middle-aged man and said, "Purple Emperor, are you sure?"

"What are you sure about?" the middle-aged man was stunned, but then sneered: "Naturally, you choose a path yourself!"

A trace of contempt slowly climbed onto Du Liang's face, and he said lightly: "Then forget it, I said, only for the common people to treat diseases, any nobles and their relatives are not among the goals of my treatment, even if you are not the orthodox nobles of the mainland today, but you are a remnant of the previous dynasty, please forgive the old man for not being able to pass this pass in his heart!"

"The remnants of the previous dynasty!" the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and repeated these four words, the most taboo thing for him was who mentioned this matter in front of him, this was public news, but Du Liang knew it, "Unforgivable!"

His fists were clenched tightly, and a trace of blood came out of the corners of his mouth, mixed with a trace of saltiness, and his distorted face looked particularly hideous.