Soon, Wang Fei drove a taxi to Yinhe Road.

Before I reached the intersection, I saw two figures standing there from a distance, facing each other as if they were arguing about something.

Wang Fei thought it was funny, the immortals he saw in the past were quite a bit of fairy wind and bones, these two immortals were interesting, but they were like an old man in the mortal market, arguing on the street.

Although it seems that it is a bit discordant and does not conform to the identity of the immortals, Wang Fei feels a little intimate, giving people a layer of human touch.

Otherwise, if the immortals you meet every day are all cold men like Mr. Erlang Zhenjun, they will be boring to death.

When the taxi approached, the two old men immediately glared at each other, stopped arguing, and made straight faces as if they were nothing.

Wang Fei looked funny, got out of the car,

"Two immortals, get in the car. ”

"Little friend, I'm in trouble. ”

These two old men, very peculiar, one was wearing a white robe, and the other was the opposite, wrapped in a black robe.

This is an old man in a white robe, who is thin and slightly short, and his smile makes people feel very kind.

"Hmph!~"

The old man in the black robe snorted coldly and got into the car first, this old man was sturdy, tall and mighty, and his face was cold, which made people feel that he was not a good person to get along with.

Oh no, to be precise, it's not a good fairy to get along with.

However, this old man in black is cold, but compared with the old man in white, he looks much younger, after all, he has a good figure, if it weren't for the gray sideburns, he really couldn't see that he was an old man.

The white-robed old man nodded to Wang Fei with a smile, and then got into the car as well.

The two old immortals got into the car, and Wang Fei also got into the driver's seat, turned around and headed towards Tongjiang Bridge.

As soon as he got out of the heavenly court, the taxi appeared on the Tongjiang Bridge, Wang Fei saw that the two old immortals were holding back and not speaking, and the atmosphere was very silent, so he said with a smile:

"Two immortals, I don't know what to call them?"

"My name is Hua Tuo. The white-robed old man replied to Ye Ling's words kindly.

"Bian Que. The old man in the black robe cherished words like gold, and bluntly popped out two words.

"The medical god Hua Tuo, the medical saint Bian Que?"

Wang Fei glared, hey, I'll go, aren't these the two legendary miracle doctors?

"That's just a secular name, and now he's just a little doctor. Hua Tuo waved his hand with a smile, looking like he didn't dare to be.

Little Doctor Fairy?

Wang Fei almost sprayed, this self-proclaimed is too funny, he usually likes to read novels, often reads urban novels, the protagonists in them are usually some kind of little doctor fairy, but they can't compete with Hua Tuo's temperament.

"The Doctor is my title, he is just a barefoot doctor, not worthy of the title of the God of Medicine. ”

Before Wang Fei could speak, he heard Bian Que say coldly.

"What are you talking about?" Hua Tuo turned around at that time and glared at Bian Que,

"I said that you are a three-legged cat's medical skills, and I am ashamed to be with you. Bian Que said coldly.

"You're a good doctor? You've gone to play with poison now, and an old poisoner is embarrassed to say that I'm a three-legged cat's doctor. ”

Hua Tuo looked like a very peaceful old man, but when he quarreled, it was also a needle-to-wheat mang, and he did not weaken his aura at all.

"Fighting poison with poison is the pinnacle of medical skills!"

was said to be an old poison, Bian Que seemed to be a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he was anxious at that time, and his eyes were round, and his yin qi was swishing, as if he wanted to pinch Hua Tuo to death.

Wang Fei was dumbfounded on the side, and the two old men were about to catch up with Wang Ba to see the mung beans, and they were about to stare at each other.

"What is fighting poison with poison, nonsense, you are on a crooked path!"

Hua Tuo has a bit of an aggressive flavor.

"What did you say? Who did you say had gone the wrong way?"

When Bian Que heard this, he seemed to be angry, as if he wanted to kill Hua Tuo.

"I'm talking about you, and you dare to do it and don't let people say it? Poison is harmful, this is a truth that everyone understands from ancient times to the present, but you prefer to say that your poison is to save people, what is it that is not nonsense?"

Hua Tuo and Bian Que were two old men, and the smell of gunpowder between the two soared.

"You old bastard, you dare to insult me, I'm bah!~"

Bian Que seemed to be angry, and suddenly opened his mouth and spat on Hua Tuo's face.

"You dare to spit on me, you old bird, I bah!"

Hua Tuo was angry, and he fought back at that time, and when he opened his mouth, he spat back and sprayed it on Bian Que's face.

"Misty grass!~"

Wang Fei was stunned, his eyes were confused, and he was about to look stupid.

These two old men, but they are famous figures in history, and they are the originators of the Chinese medical community.

Fortunately, Wang Fei is an old driver, otherwise he would have forgotten to drive under this shock, and he would have had to have a car accident.

"Phew!"

"Bah!~"

Just when Wang Fei was confused, the two old men vomited each other for two more rounds,

Wang Fei was shocked, this is the rhythm of spitting foam until the terminal.

"Two immortals, if you have something to say, you can say something well, if there is any contradiction, you can discuss and solve it. ”

Wang Fei reacted and hurriedly spoke to dissuade him, although he could see that the spit of the two immortals had already volatilized before it landed on each other's faces, and it did not stain his car, but if anyone saw it like this, don't think that he was even mentally ill.

"I don't have anything to say to him, a poison doctor, and he belittles me every day, if I hadn't killed him, I would have fought him a long time ago. ”

"Hua Tuo, you are an old immortal, if I can't kill you, do you think you can live until now? I'll poison you, make sure you die silently, without any pain, your self-righteous medical skills will be useless at that time. ”

"You want to poison me? and say that you didn't go the wrong way, you old poison!"

"I'm being forced by you!"

The two old men quarreled again, but fortunately they didn't continue to spit and foam.

"What are you arguing about, two immortals, and who is more skilled?"

Wang Fei decided to solve the contradiction for the two old men, so he asked.

"Yes, this old man used to have good medical skills, but after he went to heaven, he didn't know what kind of wind he smoked, but he wanted to study the poison way, and since then he has been out of control, and now he is talking about fighting poison with poison every day, and he also said that my medical skills are the kung fu of a three-legged cat. ”

Hua Tuo said angrily,

"You are originally a three-legged cat kung fu, I fight poison with poison, and the purpose is also to save people and help the world, why do you say that I am an evil sect?"

Bian Que's annoyed confrontation.

"Two immortals, since you don't like each other, why do you still want to be together? ”

Wang Fei asked speechlessly.