Inside the tent, next to Liu Xiaoyu sat a middle-aged couple, and opposite the middle-aged couple was an old man in a military uniform, the old man had a very high military rank and worshiped the colonel.

"Mr. Jiang, is my son really hopeless? We are just such a son, Xiao Yu is the only seedling in our family, please save her." The middle-aged woman's eyes were full of tears, she was afraid of making noise to Liu Xiaoyu, who was asleep, and her voice was very small. Because she didn't sleep well, her eyes were blank at the moment, and she begged the breezy old man next to her.

"It's not that I won't save your son, it's just that his injuries are too serious, and I can't do anything about it, so you better prepare for the future!" the old man said lightly.

"Even Jiang Gong can't save my son, so who else in this world can save him?" The middle-aged man next to him looked up to the sky and sighed, his face full of depression.

The husband and wife hugged each other and sobbed softly.

On the hospital bed, Liu Xiaoyu's face was very pale, and his entire body exuded a cold aura, like a corpse dug out of an ice cave, and his whole person fell into a deep coma, looking like a living dead.

The shocking wound was fixed on Liu Xiaoyu's neck, it was a scar the size of half a bowl, it had been stitched up, and the entire scar ran across the neck, if it weren't for the cold breath that froze the trachea, Liu Xiaoyu would be a dead man now.

Looking at Liu Xiaoyu, who was wearing an oxygen mask but still had difficulty breathing, Jiang Cheng also showed a solemn look in his eyes.

"Who are you? Who let you in? Don't you know if the patient needs to be quiet?" The three of them didn't know how Jiang Cheng appeared here, Jiang Cheng seemed to be a ghost, and suddenly appeared in the ward.

"Guard, guard, what are you doing, how can you disturb Xiao Yu's rest?" said the middle-aged beautiful woman in a low voice.

Two guards rushed in from outside the tent, their eyes a little flustered, not knowing what to do.

"This is our Haicheng hero Jiang Cheng, the warrior who killed the third-level and third-level long-horned beetle, he said that he could save Young Master Yu, so we let him in. The guard whispered.

"Moreover, the person that Young Master Yu admires the most is him. The other guard was even quieter.

Although Liu Xiaoxi's parents had never seen Jiang Cheng himself, they had also heard of Jiang Cheng's name, and the middle-aged beauty's angry expression just now disappeared, replaced by a look of hope.

"Jiang Yingying, you said you could save my son? Are you serious?" The middle-aged beautiful woman's neck shook, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a grunt.

"Young man, I know that your strength is very strong, but do you know how to practice medicine and ask medicine?" The old officer looked at Jiang Cheng with a look of contempt in his eyes.

This old man's name is Jiang Jinsong, and he is the old dean of the Academy of Chinese Medicine, probably because he has specialized in medicine all his life.

He was a miracle doctor, and awakened the soul of medicine and martial arts, for a time the scenery was unlimited, after several times to revive the dead, he became the first miracle doctor in China, legend, he can live and die human flesh and bones, I don't know how many dying people have been saved.

In this world, he thinks that he is the second in medical skills, and no one dares to call him the first, but today, this young man said that he can actually save the person he can't save.

People who have the ability usually have a good face, Jiang Cheng said this, which means that Jiang Cheng's medical skills are stronger than his, which makes Jiang Jinsong very unhappy and feels endlessly humiliated.

Jiang Jinsong's name Jiang Cheng has also heard of it, but with his current medical skills, it is still difficult to save Liu Xiaoyu, because his realm is too low, and he has not even reached the one-star martial soul refining realm, if he spends more time studying his own medicinal martial soul instead of medical skills, maybe he can really save Liu Xiaoyu today.

Jiang Jinsong looked at Jiang Cheng like an enemy, and then he sneered.

"Young man, do you know who I am?"

"Jiang Jinsong, director of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Academy of Medical Sciences, awakened martial soul is a very rare medicinal martial soul. Jiang Cheng still stared at Liu Xiaoyu lying on the hospital bed, and didn't even look at Jiang Jinsong.

Jiang Jinsong was stunned, he didn't expect that Jiang Cheng actually knew him, but since he knew himself, he shouldn't get an axe in the class gate now?

"Do you know what disease he has, and what is wrong with his body?" said the old man's eyes were shining, like a rooster about to enter the Colosseum.

"I really don't know about this, I'd like to hear about it. Jiang Cheng said.

"What? You don't even know what's going on with him, so you come to the doctor to ask for medicine? Jiang Jinsong was like a rooster that had won a fight, and a flush faintly appeared on his face.

"You see that his chest is swollen and his tongue is purple, this person is clearly suffering from qi and blood congestion. ”

The old man excitedly opened Liu Xiaoyu's mouth, Liu Xiaoyu's tongue should have been pink, but now it was a little purple and blue.

"It's really such a symptom, so how can it be treated?" Jiang Cheng continued.

"For ordinary qi and blood congestion, I only need to equip him with a pair of Chinese medicines, but his illness is more serious. The old man said this, but stopped, he looked at Jiang Cheng with proud eyes, and there was a faint hint of longing in his eyes.

Jiang Cheng's two lives together, he was already about thirty years old, and he could see through the old man's intentions at a glance.

The old man wanted Jiang Cheng to ask him, and after begging hard, he would tell the answer to the question, he wanted Jiang Cheng to study hard from him as a scholar, and after Jiang Cheng begged him hard, he was in a good mood, and he would finally say the answer to the question.

Jiang Cheng watched eight or nine without leaving ten, and the old man was very unhappy when he looked at Jiang Cheng, but now he stopped the topic, as if he wanted to see Jiang Cheng begging him.

Such an old pedant knows how to show off the most, and he likes to sell a pass first when he does anything, Jiang Cheng knows that this Jiang Jinsong is extremely good-looking, and he is easily excited, and he can't control his feelings.

He didn't want to waste time, so after thinking about it for a while, he said, "I'm afraid you don't know how to treat it, why don't you say it?" After saying this, Jiang Cheng sneered.

"Doll, what are you talking about? I am the number one divine doctor in Huaxia, I don't know how to save people?" Jiang Jin blew his beard and glared at him in a relaxed manner, and almost rolled up his arms and sleeves to fight Jiang Cheng.

"Don't get excited, Dr. Jiang is still young and ignorant. The middle-aged beautiful woman hurriedly dissuaded, he was really afraid that these two big men would fight in his tent.

Jiang Cheng said this on purpose, his purpose was to provoke Jiang Jinsong, but he didn't expect this old fish to really take the bait.

"Don't just brag and brag, didn't you just say that you couldn't cure Liu Xiaoyu? Don't think I didn't hear what you just said. Since you can't cure it, you dare to say that you know how to save people?"

"Okay, okay, you said I don't know how to save people, right? I'll tell you right now, educate you, a rookie who doesn't know anything. ”

Because of the excitement, Jiang Jinsong's face turned red.