In the eyes of others, it was just Feng Qingyao casually looking up at the middle-aged man with a long beard. But the middle-aged man with the long beard was shocked and couldn't help himself.

The middle-aged man with a long beard felt as if he was facing his master, and as if he was facing the majestic statue of the god in the temple. My heart shook and I couldn't help myself, and there was only one feeling in my heart -- the power of God was like a prison! The hand that grabbed Feng Qingyao's arm couldn't help but let go.

As soon as he released his hand, he felt the momentum of the sea suddenly disappear, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was mistaken. The person in front of him has a weak momentum, obviously not a person with advanced martial arts cultivation, how can he feel like he is facing his master.

However, after all, the middle-aged man with a long beard has seen a lot, and he is also extremely confident in his feelings, and he believes that what he felt just now is definitely not wrong. The young man in front of him is not a person who has cultivated martial arts to the extreme, but he is also a person who has been in a high position for a long time.

There is a dragon and a crouching tiger in the capital, and if you throw out a stone, you may hit a prince and grandson, and it is better not to offend people unless you have to. Moved his footsteps to block between Feng Qingyao and the little junior brother.

"This brother, all the divine doctors are treating my little junior brother, why did Brother Tai do such a harmful thing? We don't seem to have met before, so there can't be any grudges, right?"

"I just don't want to see a living being put to death, and I want to save this young man. Feng Qingyao said lightly.

Although Dong Junyi's disciples were not sure that they would be able to heal this seriously injured young man, they were still extremely dissatisfied when they heard that their medical skills were questioned.

"Who are you? We, as doctors, are we not as good at treating the wounded as you? Why do you say that we will kill this young man?"

Before Feng Qingyao could speak, the fat girl Qiu Xiang squeezed in and stood in front of Feng Qingyao, opened her hands to protect Feng Qingyao behind her, and said, "What do you want to do? My aunt said that you would kill this person like this, so you will definitely be killed." ”

Dong Junyi's eldest disciple said "ha", which looked extremely funny.

"I wonder if your uncle is the divine doctor, or is it a disciple of the divine doctor?"

"Uh...... Anyway, anyway, our uncle said that you will be killed, and you will definitely be killed, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it. ”

Qiu Xiang raised her head and said loudly. She doesn't know much medical science, but she thinks that the medicinal materials in the prescription prescribed by her uncle, including Xinglin Zhai, are not available in all medical halls, which means that her uncle is very powerful. As for how powerful it is...... Anyway, it's very powerful, very powerful.

Feng Qingyao looked at Qiu Xiang who was protecting herself like a hen guarding a group of chicks, and felt that this fat girl was too interesting. However, there is inevitably a trace of warmth in my heart.

Dong Junyi's disciples pouted and shook their heads, feeling that it was really not interesting to talk to such an unreasonable little girl. Turning his head to look at the middle-aged man with a long beard, he said, "Can you cure it or not?" Your little junior brother won't be able to hold on for long, and if you delay a little longer, you will be a little closer to Huangquan Road!"

"If they do nonsense, your junior brother will definitely die. ”

Looking at the long-bearded middle-aged man with a hesitant face, Feng Qingyao said lightly.

The long-bearded middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, thinking of the incomparable, sea-like bearing he had just felt, he gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Qingyao and said, "This brother can ensure that my junior brother is cured?"

"Of course. ”

Feng Qingyao responded lightly, as if he was talking about something simple that couldn't be simpler.

Dong Junyi's disciples laughed out loud, obviously not believing that Feng Qingyao had such ability.

"Then let's do it, brother. ”

The middle-aged man with a long beard looked at Feng Qingyao with an indifferent face, and said with a heart.

Feng Qingyao nodded and came to the injured young man, and reached out to remove all the silver needles that were stuck on him. With a wave of his hand, six silver needles pierced the injured young man.

From Feng Qingyao taking down the silver needle that Dong Junyi's disciple had pierced, to Feng Qingyao piercing the six needles, everyone couldn't see Feng Qingyao's punishment. The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and his confidence in Feng Qingyao also strengthened a little.

Dong Junyi's disciples also stopped talking, and didn't say anything else, but this technique of pricking needles with one hand was no longer comparable to them.

As soon as the silver needle was pierced into his body, the breathing of the young man, who had been vomiting blood and dying, was much smoother, and he no longer continued to vomit blood in his mouth.

"Well, it seems that the hand is not alive yet. ”

Feng Qingyao smiled slightly, turned around and gently patted the shoulder of the surprised boss Qiu Xiang and said, "Let's go, it seems that we can't wait for Doctor Dong today, let's come back another day." ”

As he spoke, he walked out, and Qiu Xiang saw that his uncle had a few needles down, and the injured young man immediately stopped vomiting blood, obviously because his injuries were healed. I couldn't help but show a smug look on my face, and saw Feng Qingyao leave. He snorted at Dong Junyi's group of disciples, and left behind Feng Qingyao with his head held high.

Whether it was Dong Junyi's disciples or the patients who came to see the doctor, they all looked blankly at the backs of Feng Qingyao's master and servant. This scene was so dramatic.

After a long time, Dong Junyi's disciples saw the injured young man's face slowly getting better, listening to his breathing becoming more and more gentle, and they all blushed with shame.

"What are you doing here? Don't you know the rules of my Xinglin Zhai?"

A lion's roar came from outside Xinglinzhai, and everyone's ears buzzed.

Then a short man less than five feet tall, with a bearded face and a big hand, strode in.

"Teacher, you're back. ”

Seeing this bearded and chattering dwarf walking in, all the disciples of Xinglinzhai couldn't help but shrink their heads. This short man who is less than five feet tall and has a bearded face is none other than Dong Junyi, the first divine doctor in the capital!

"You're all ...... Huh?!"

Dong Junyi walked into Xinglinzhai and was about to reprimand his disciples, when he saw the young man lying on the door panel, his face couldn't help but change greatly. stepped forward and stared at the six silver needles on the young man's body for a long time, and then stretched out his hand to give the young man a pulse. Then he wrinkled his nose and glanced at the decoction medicine that was put aside and asked, "Who prescribed this medicine?"

"It was a house that we all came up with after consulting together. The eldest disciple looked at the teacher with a gloomy face and said cautiously. The teacher was obviously very unhappy, and all the disciples were afraid to come out, so he could only tell the teacher by him, the eldest disciple.

"A bunch of fools! This person was almost killed by your pottion!" Dong Junyi glared at the disciples and roared angrily.

The middle-aged man with a long beard couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead when he heard Doctor Dong's words, and felt that he was really lucky, if it wasn't for that young man, he would almost kill the little junior brother.

"Who pierced these six arrays on his body?" Dong Junyi asked again, pointing to the six silver needles.

Seeing that the teacher was so angry, Dong Junyi's disciples waved their hands again and again to deny it.

"No...... I didn't pierce it. ”

"It's not me either. ”

"Of course it wasn't you who pierced it, the one who can prick this kind of needle is definitely the top miracle doctor, where did you get this ability? If you have such ability, you don't need to stay here with Lao Tzu to study medicine with Lao Tzu. Dong Junyi meditated in his heart.

"Who pierced it?!" Dong Junyi's eyes fell on the surrounding crowd, wanting to find out this miracle doctor.

As the most famous miracle doctor in the capital, and perhaps even the most capable miracle doctor in the entire empire, Dong Junyi has always felt very lonely. Because he couldn't find anyone with whom he could discuss medical science, there were some things about him that no one else could understand. Now that there is finally a person with such superb medical skills who can be compared to him, how can Dong Junyi not be in a hurry? How can he not be happy?

I desperately want to find this miracle doctor who can be on par with my own medical skills and have a good talk with him.

"Yes...... It was a guest just now, and the person has already left. The little disciple who was in charge of settling the patient saw that the teacher's face was so ugly, and hurriedly said.

"Uh-huh, gone, go, get him back!"

The disciples who were surrounding them dispersed with a hula and rushed out the door to find the culprit who made the teacher angry.

It didn't take long for everyone to come back, and none of them were found, which made Dong Junyi's face even more ugly.

"A bunch of rubbish! Seeing a doctor doesn't mean that you almost killed a patient, and now you won't even look for someone! What is the use of Lao Tzu asking you for this bunch of rubbish!"