The two walked together and came to the teahouse.

Every table in the teahouse was full of people, and the second in the store had been too busy, so after Qingluan and the others came in, no second in the store came to greet them.

"Yo, rare guest, Doctor Shuo, how do you have time to come to the store? The shopkeeper, who had been busy, inadvertently looked up, and then said in surprise.

He hurriedly put down the work in his hand and greeted him with a smile.

"Shopkeeper, is there a private room?" Zishuo asked.

"No, it's hot, all come to my teahouse to drink tea to escape the heat, you, where have there been so many people in my store, alas, the guests at that table have just left, and they haven't had time to clean up, you can go there, I'll let people clean up immediately." The shopkeeper and Zishuo talked, while looking at the teahouse, he really let him see an empty place, and hurriedly pointed to it.

"Okay, let's have a pot of good West Lake Longjing, snacks and the like. Zishuo said.

After that, Zishuo walked to the idle table, and before he arrived, a shopkeeper hurriedly followed and cleaned up the things on the table.

Qingluan sat down, looked at Zishuo, and said, "What realm are you a doctor?"

"It's almost the third order. As he spoke, Zishuo rarely showed a little proud look.

"Awesome!" Qingluan couldn't help but praise.

Among a hundred martial artists, only one can cultivate a doctor, which not only depends on endowment, but also by chance, and some people spend their lives and do not become doctors.

However, the preciousness of the physician is not only this, the key is that when a martial artist focuses on cultivating the doctor, then his martial arts are destined to be wasted.

"Zishuo, I want to ask you what you think of physicians and evil physicians in your mind. Qingluan pondered for a moment, said slowly, took a sip of the freshly soaked Longjing, and in an instant, the physical and mental fatigue was swept away.

Physicians and evil physicians are clearly recorded in ancient books, and they are also one of the places where she is most puzzled.

Physician, the ultimate goodness, hanging pot to help the world.

Evil physicians, the ultimate evil, will do whatever it takes to achieve their own ends.

Zishuo didn't reply, but leaned against the window, looking at the scorching summer outside, and after a long time, he said faintly: "If the water is clear, there is no fish, the same, there is no ability to defend oneself with powerful medical skills, just like the clear water can't protect the young fish, in desperation, those who love medicine have to find a way to protect, of course, there is a certain difference between those people and people like me, I believe, evil doctors, more is a last resort." ”

finished, looking at Qingluan intently.

"There is still an essential difference between the physician who hangs the pot to help the world and purifies all sentient beings, and the evil physician who is only for his own selfishness. Qingluan took a deep breath and said slowly, his face solemn.

Zishuo's idea is a bit new.

"But...... Hanging the pot to help the world, will it really be more comfortable than those evil doctors?" Zishuo looked at Qingluan with straight eyes.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his emotions suddenly became agitated.

Zishuo's abnormality, Qingluan saw it in her eyes, but her complexion did not change any emotion, she knew that the person in front of her must have some unspeakable pain.

"They...... I practice medicine to save people, there will be good rewards, I don't know how many people I have saved, but ......", Zishuo's eyes slowly turned red.

He looked out the window and tried to force the tears in, but it backfired, and the tears still flowed out uncontrollably, and his voice was a little choked.

In the end, Zishuo turned his head and looked at Qingluan, his dark eyes flashed with madness, and said softly: "I save people, but who will save me?"

In the end, there was a faint collapse of the appearance.

Qingluan took a sip of tea, had no words, and didn't know what was good.

Zishuo's eyes were filled with unwillingness, anger, despair, and even desolation.

After a few moments, it finally calmed down.

That calm, but it was chilling.

Anyone can see how terrifying Zishuo is at this time, as if he is about to awaken, spreading his sharp fangs.

At this time, Qingluan said slowly: "I don't know what happened to you, but I hope you know clearly, what cause is planted, what effect is gained, good people are not bullied, people are evil, good and evil will be rewarded, everything you do now will become your blessing in the future, believe me, no matter what you encounter now, you must stick to it and follow the truest thoughts in your heart." ”

Looking at Qingluan with a serious face, Zishuo gradually smiled, as if relieved, "Thank you, your words made me feel empowered, yes, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and she did the same to me." ”

Qingluan keenly found that when Zishuo was in "her", his eyes were gentle for a moment, and he couldn't help but be a little curious, out of the girl's intuition, he guessed almost instantly that the "she" in Zishuo's mouth should be the girl Zishuo likes.

"I'm ......" Qingluan was about to speak, when a hurried figure hurriedly ran over.

Before the man could arrive, a voice had already come, "Oh no, Doctor Shuo, Grandma Su's condition is serious." ”

Zi Shuo, whose face was still a little calm just now, immediately panicked after hearing this, and after saying goodbye to Qingluan in a hurry, he hurried to the medical hall.

Qingluan finished drinking the tea in the cup before slowly preparing to leave.

"Guest officer, you haven't paid for your tea!" the shopkeeper stopped Qingluan and said with a smile.

"That...... Dr. Shuo invited me, and I didn't have any money with me. Qingluan smiled awkwardly and said.

"It's okay, let's go. The shopkeeper's face did not change, and he still smiled.

"I don't have any money, why do you still let me leave?" Qingluan was a little confused at this time, it stands to reason that he has no money to pay the bill, shouldn't the shopkeeper ask him for money? Why did he let him leave? If he left, then who would ask for the money for this cup of tea?

"You are a friend of Dr. Shuo, and a friend of mine. After the shopkeeper said this, he continued to work and ignored Qingluan.

Qingluan didn't know that although Zishuo was young, his status in these Rao's hearts was not light at all.

At this time, the medical hall was not calm, and Zishuo's face showed a solemn expression for the first time, which was rare for him to practice medicine to save people.

It seems that this time it was really tricky.

Qingluan was far away, but he saw the sweat on Zishuo's face and the eyes that had been focused.

The spiritual power operated slowly, drilling into the sick rao's body with an extremely tricky arc, making the sick rao's body slightly exude spiritual light.

After half a ring, the patient still did not improve, and his face was still very pale.