"I'm fine, help me up. ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly helped the white-haired old man to sit down on a chair beside him, and then lowered his head and said something in the old man's ear, and the two of them turned their heads to look at Jun Wuji at the same time, with a look of amazement in their eyes.

It only took a few clapps to save people, what kind of medical skill is this?

And Jun Wuji was too young, which made the two of them have the same idea: this is the heir of the divine doctor.

Miracle doctors, wherever they go, will be sought after by countless people.

"Little brother, thank you so much just now, if it weren't for you, I would have had an internal injury, and if I don't rescue in time, I won't live for an hour. ”

The white-haired old man smiled kindly, "I heard Liehu say, you seem to be using traditional Chinese medicine massage, forgive the old man for asking more, I don't know what your name is, who is your teacher?"

Liehu was naturally the name of a middle-aged man, and he looked at Jun Wuji's gaze with great admiration at this time.

I thought that Jun Wuji would be able to temporarily alleviate the old man's injury, but he didn't expect to save the old man back, he is still so young, such a person must be befriended, whether it is for the old man's illness or for the entire family.

"My name is Jun Wuji, as for my master......"

Jun Wuji originally wanted to say that he had no teacher, and everything he mastered now was all given to him by the sword spirit, but after thinking about it, he changed his words again, "Master, his old man has traveled all over the world, and he doesn't like others to ask about his name, and he doesn't like me to swagger and deceive under his banner, so I have nothing to say." ”

He said this, of course, to set the background for himself.

The white-haired old man and the middle-aged man glanced at each other, and the latter exclaimed: "A famous teacher produces a high apprentice, just because of your ability, it is not difficult to imagine that your master must be a great master in the world." ”

"However, my old man's condition is very complicated, and he has invited many famous doctors to see it before, but he is at a loss. ”

As soon as Jun Wuji heard his words, he knew what he wanted to say, which was exactly what he thought.

"You want me to treat the old man, right?"

He had just probed the body of the white-haired old man, and it might be difficult to cure it with ordinary means, but ...... If you can refine a small pill, it is very easy to heal the white-haired old man's internal injuries.

After all, Xiao Huan Dan is a basic medicine taken by immortal cultivators to recover from injuries.

The old man in front of him is just an ordinary martial artist, and he must have twice the effect with half the effort.

"That's right, I don't know if the little brother can be cured?" Liehu looked serious, and his eyes were much more solemn, "As long as the little brother can cure the old man, my life is yours, money, beauty, and even power, you can meet whatever you want." ”

Even the white-haired old man's body has stood up a little, and he is also particularly concerned about his own net worth and life.

"Actually, little brother, you don't have to be too embarrassed, as long as you can let the old man live for another three years. ”

He felt that Jun Wuji was young and knew some medical skills, but he had not yet reached the point of reaching the peak, and if Jun Wuji's master was there, he might be able to save him.

However, he doesn't expect too much, as long as there are three years left, he will be able to deal with the aftermath, and he will be able to smile at the end of the year.

"I can cure his disease. Jun Wuji smiled slightly.

Click!

Fierce Tiger's body jumped straight suddenly, and under the force of his palm, he grabbed the handle of the wooden chair next to him, but he didn't feel it at all, but came to Jun Wuji with blood-red eyes, very nervous: "Xiao ...... Little brother, are you serious? ”

It's no wonder he didn't believe it, but the news was too important to him.

He had to double-check the authenticity.

The white-haired old man also looked at Jun Wuji with a shocked expression, he had experienced countless ups and downs for most of his life, how many times he had brushed shoulders with death, and he hadn't even blinked his eyes, and he suddenly felt a little nervous at this time.

He didn't want to die, let alone die, and he didn't even dare to die, because once he died, many things would develop towards a situation that he couldn't accept.

Therefore, he needs to live, he needs time.

"Knock knock!"

Just as the atmosphere in the room froze, there was a knock on the door, followed by a respectful voice.

"Boss, President Cheng of the city hospital has arrived. ”

Liehu didn't want to see him, but the white-haired old man nodded at him, and the latter had no choice but to say, "Let people in." ”

"Little brother, come, come and sit. ”

The white-haired old man beckoned to Jun Wuji.

"Good. ”

Jun Wuji was neither humble nor arrogant, and walked over and sat down beside the white-haired old man.

Squeak!

The door opened, and an old man in his fifties with glasses walked in.

He is the director of the city hospital, Cheng Dongyuan.

After he came in, he showed an apologetic smile towards the fierce tiger, and then he came to the white-haired old man, glanced at Jun Wuji in surprise, and said respectfully: "Old Zhang, I'm sorry, I was delayed for a while on the way." ”

"I'm sorry for you. The white-haired old man said lightly.

"It's not troublesome, it's my honor to be able to do things for Mr. Zhang. Cheng Dongyuan hurriedly shook his head, and then said politely, "Elder Zhang, it's better to go to the ward first, I'm ready." ”

"No, it's here, if you're busy, go ahead first. The white-haired old man said.

"Not busy, not busy. Cheng Dongyuan was very respectful and stood aside obediently.

Seeing that Dean Cheng didn't speak, Liehu suddenly couldn't help it, and asked, "Little Divine Doctor, I don't know when I will be able to treat the old man?"

Cheng Dongyuan on the side frowned and looked at Jun Wuji, he thought that Jun Wuji was a junior of Zhang Lao, but he didn't expect it to treat Zhang Lao?

At such a young age, he didn't even graduate from college, right? Any intern in the city hospital is better than him.

However, he didn't speak well, he just looked at it lightly, and just waited for Jun Wuji to show his feet before he stood up and debunked it as soon as possible.

"Two months later. ”

Jun Wuji said lightly.

Two months later, he only had time to go to the mountains to collect medicine during the high school vacation, and only with medicinal materials could he refine Xiao Huandan, and the important thing was that he could break through the third layer of Qi cultivation at that time, and the success rate of refining Xiao Huan Dan would be much higher.

"Two months, too long......" Liehu shook his head, "The old man's body is getting worse and worse, and the more he goes on, the more dangerous it becomes, little divine doctor, can you think of a way, can you shorten this time a little?"

"It's okay to shorten the time, I can treat him now, but I can only give him another year to live. Jun Wuji said lightly.

He can nourish the white-haired old man's internal organs with his aura and completely suppress the latter's internal injuries, but in this way, it will be devastating for the internal injuries to completely erupt after a year, and it is estimated that there will be no chance to rescue him.

Of course, if he was there, he might be able to save him, but he wouldn't be following the white-haired old man all day long, right?

"Is there no other way?" It's only been a year, and Liehu is still unwilling.

"There are only these two choices, either live for a year, or live to be eighty or ninety years old like a normal person, it's up to you how you choose. Jun Wuji said lightly.

"Nonsense. ”

At this time, Cheng Dongyuan on the side couldn't hold back anymore and scolded angrily.