Mu Guitian was stunned for a moment, and then said, "There is no illness at all? Senior, what you said is true? Are you really sure? He is really not sick?"

His expression was so agitated that even his speech was a little incoherent and incoherent.

The old man said, "What, you don't believe the old man?"

Mu Guitian said: "Then why did he suddenly faint just now?"

Excitement is excitement, but he still doesn't have much in his heart.

The old man said: "That's because he received some stimulation before, but don't worry, according to the old man's observation, he should not be in a coma for long." ”

In fact, as soon as Mu Guitian entered the door, the old man noticed the situation of Nie Donglai, and the moment Mu Guitian touched his shoulder just now, he had already quietly investigated Nie Donglai's situation.

After speaking, the old man paced to the rocking chair and reached out to carefully diagnose Nie Donglai's pulse.

Although Mu Guitian was a little suspicious in his heart, when he saw the old man's serious look, he couldn't help but didn't bother him.

In fact, for the old man's words, Mu Guitian felt that there was still a little credibility, after all, he had seen Nie Donglai's crazy appearance when he heard the Holy Pen Xuanjian, at that time, he felt that Nie Donglai should have been stimulated by something, or, in other words, he had demons.

It is better to believe that it is there than to believe that it is not.

At this moment, the street outside the hospital hall has already exploded.

At first, when the door of the infirmary suddenly closed, everyone was stunned by this sudden scene, but this time they had already come to their senses.

Suddenly, the noisy chatter grew louder and louder.

"What's going on? Why is the good hospital suddenly closed?"

Someone asked with a puzzled expression.

"yes, the fat man who just went in hasn't come out yet. ”

"Something can't be wrong, right?"

The old man who had spoken earlier frowned.

"Could it be that the madman is angry and wants to kill people?"

The haggard man who had sworn before suddenly opened his mind, and when he thought of this possibility, he suddenly swallowed his saliva, shrunk his neck, and secretly glanced in the direction of the medical hall, and then disappeared in a moment in the crowd of people neatly.

He looked in a hurry, as if he was afraid that the next moment, the madman in his mouth would seek his trouble.

When everyone saw him leave, they suddenly lost their hearts, after all, for a madman, there is nothing he has to worry about.

"Probably not, how can you say that this is Shengxuan City, he won't be so rampant, right?"

Someone lowered his voice and said tremblingly.

"Yes, yes, but don't forget, our Holy Xuan City has a ubiquitous and omnipotent [Nether Inspector History]. ”

"That's it, I don't believe that madman really dares to offend [Nether Inspector]. ”

"Yes, I don't believe it either. ”

“......”

His words quickly aroused a response from some people, as if in their eyes, the [Nether Inspector History] was the heaven of Shengxuan City.

Indeed, the [Nether Inspector History] is indeed the heaven of Shengxuan City, and it has always been.

"But, why haven't the two fat men come out yet?"

"yes, it's been so long, why hasn't there been any movement in it?"

"If they weren't in trouble, they should have come out, because there was a sick person among them. ”

"You can't expect that madman to treat the young man on his back, can you?"

Of course, whenever and wherever someone chooses to support an opinion, there will always be someone who chooses to oppose it.

The brocade-robed young man with the long sword in his hand frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

The guards behind him were all anxious when they saw him thoughtfully, and one of them even shouted, "Young Master?"

"Young Master?"

"Young Master?"

It wasn't until he called out for the third time that the brocade-robed young man turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

The guard stretched out his hand and pointed to the infirmary, and said, "Young Master, those two people haven't come out yet, and they don't know what's going on?" Did something happen?"

The brocade-robed young man said, "Don't worry, they're fine." ”

The guard said, "Young Master, how do you know?"

The brocade-robed young man said: "Because it is very quiet inside, there is no sound of fighting. ”

The guard couldn't help but ask, "Then why did the door to the infirmary suddenly close?"

The brocade-robed young man said uncertainly: "Perhaps...... It's the madman who is helping the young man heal!"

In fact, he was thinking about this just now, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a reason.

However, one thing is certain, whether it is the madman or the man who was entered into the hospital before, they are by no means ordinary people, although they fought for only a moment before, the young man in the brocade robe clearly captured the clues.

The man with a young man on his back was only slightly at a disadvantage, still with a person behind him.

Therefore, since the hospital is quiet and there are no rumors of fighting, it means that there is nothing wrong with each other and there is no conflict.

Hearing the words of the brocade-robed young man, the people around him showed disdain, and some even made sarcastic remarks about him.

"So, in your opinion, is that madman really a doctor?"

"Not necessarily, maybe, some people really think he's a miracle doctor. ”

"It's not impossible, maybe there are really two charlatans!"

"Hahaha......"

"You...... You guys...... How dare you laugh at my young master?"

The guards behind the brocade-robed young man finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he blushed and was about to scold, but was stopped by the brocade-robed youth.

"Foolish people, why should they be like them!"

He stared at the infirmary with burning eyes, and from time to time there would be a gleam in his eyes.

In the infirmary.

The old man finally withdrew his hand and stood up, but his face was a little unnatural, revealing a trace of doubt and incomprehension.

Seeing that the old man had finished diagnosing Nie Donglai, Mu Guitian hurriedly asked, "Senior, how is he?"

Just when the old man came to diagnose Nie Dong, Mu Guitian carefully recalled what had happened before, and he suddenly had a feeling: The old man in front of him not only knew medical skills, but also should be a master of medical Taoism.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but this feeling suddenly came out of his heart.

The old man laughed and said, "Strange, strange! Interesting, interesting!"

Mu Guitian was suddenly startled and said, "Senior, could it be that something really happened to him?"

The old man said, "So to speak!"

Mu Guitian said: "Then he ...... Is there any salvation?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, knowing that it was Mu Guitian who would mistake his meaning, so he said: "Young man, don't worry, this friend of yours really doesn't have any illness, and his physical fitness is still very good." ”

Mu Guitian's heart was relieved, and he said, "Why did the senior ...... just now?"

The old man said: "Although he is not sick, he has lost his memory, and I can't find the reason why he lost his memory, it's really strange!"

Hearing the old man's words, Mu Guitian's heart turned upside down, and he exclaimed, "How did the senior know that he had lost his memory?"

Sure enough, the old man in front of him was the same as he guessed, he was definitely a master of medical Taoism.

The old man didn't expect Mu Guitian to react so much, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, and said, "Of course, the old man can see it from his pulse." ”

Mu Guitian said: "The predecessor is really a miracle doctor!"

He said it very sincerely, without any flattery, of course, just through the pulse, you can know that Nie Donglai has lost his memory, and the old man deserves the name of "miracle doctor".

Nazhi, after listening to Mu Guitian's words, the old man immediately became complacent, and said: "Of course, if you don't have a three-point fist in your hand, how dare you easily annoy people!"

Where is there still a little bit of the appearance of a master in the world.