Chapter 4: The Power of the Doctor

"Whew...... This old man is sick!"

It wasn't until he heard the door knock that Yi Ze let out a sigh of relief, and then he was furious, "What's the matter, Zenu must be able to control that power, as for killing himself?"

At that moment just now, the old man brought him a lot of pressure, just that kind of momentum oppression, which made him feel like he couldn't breathe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"I really didn't expect that an old Chinese medicine doctor could be so powerful!"

To this day, he still has palpitations.

"This old man is called a great doctor by Xun Meng, and he must also be able to do magic, no, cultivation! I just don't know what kind of realm he has reached now......

I have to say that this feeling of not being in control of your own destiny is very bad.

In his mind, the lonely figure of his lame adoptive father suddenly appeared, but when his adoptive father opened his mouth, what came out was Zenu's muttering before he died.

"I hope that in the next life, I can live like a human ......"

Whether it was the forced demolition of the house in later generations, or the death of Zenu in despair, it made him feel deeply helpless.

After crossing over, his identity has not changed in the slightest, and he is even more humble!

Pick up garbage in the future and be a slave in this life?

No!!!!

At this moment, a strong unwillingness rose in Yi Ze's heart.

Why?

Why?!

When a strong resentment rose, his gaze suddenly became firm.

"Since I live again, I must find a way to change my fate! Even if it is not for myself, just for my father and Zenu, I must live as a person!"

Just thinking about it, the old man pushed the door in again, and Yi Ze couldn't help but feel a thrill.

But this time, the old man's face softened significantly, obviously confirming that what Yi Ze said was true.

But he still walked over and checked Yi Ze's injuries repeatedly, and finally showed a smile.

"It seems that what you say is true...... What's your name?"

"Yi Ze. ā€

"What?!"

The old man was slightly stunned, and then immediately asked, "Which Yi is it?"

"Yes, it's Yube Yi, that is, it's Houyi's Yi. ā€

Yi Ze was flustered by the old man's question, and he stammered when he spoke.

"Hmph! Don't mention that soft bone!"

A hint of disgust rose on Old Man Wu's face, and then he warned in a deep voice: "In the future, if you want to say Dayi's Yi, remember?"

"Uh, remember. ā€

Although he promised so, in his heart, Yi Ze scolded the old man, "Yes, I'm willing to say Hou Yi, can you control you?

No matter what Hou Yi said, he is also the ancestor of the surname Yi, that is the hero who shoots the sun, and it is the pride of Yi Ze's heart! He was a little angry, so he secretly labeled this old man a "neurotic".

But then again, who is this Dayi?

Yi Ze looked up at the old man's face, but finally couldn't help but ask.

"Good. ā€

Old Man Wu nodded with satisfaction, and then asked, "Who are your parents, and where are they now?"

"I don't know, I'm an orphan and I've never seen them. Yi Ze smiled bitterly.

"Oh, who adopted you?" asked the old man.

"Yes...... A hunter. Yi Ze said with a weak heart.

But the old man gave hot pursuit, "A hunter, what is his name, and where is he now?"

"His name is Yi...... Mountain, live, live in ......"

Yi Ze broke out in a cold sweat, the other party's question was too sudden, he hadn't figured out how to hide his identity, and he didn't even know the name of the mountain, so he was a little speechless for a while.

"Hmph!, do you have something to hide from me?" the old man sneered.

"No, no, no. ā€

Yi Ze suddenly felt an invisible mountain pressing on top of his head again, and it was that suffocating feeling, which made him resist very hard, as if his will was about to collapse.

"It's a ...... Nameless Mountain. ā€

"Joke!"

Old man Wu stood up, slowly leaned down, an old face was almost in front of Yi Ze's eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile, "You should always know which city this nameless mountain is close to, right?"

"I don't know !!"

Yi Ze suddenly let out a low roar in his throat, and his eyes became red in an instant under bloodshot, as if he was about to spew anger out of it, looking extremely hideous.

"Old man, if you don't want to save me, get out, but don't deceive people too much!"

At this moment, the unyielding in Yi Ze's bones suddenly erupted, instantly breaking through the spiritual oppression exerted by the old man, and even spraying saliva on the old man's face.

"Huh?"

The old man was not surprised, and after wiping his face casually, he grinned, "It's a little bloody!"

As he spoke, as soon as he raised his hand, a black mist appeared on his fingertips.

This black mist is very thick, as if it has turned into substance, churning up and down, like a jumping black flame, which looks extremely strange. There was an aura of terror coming from it, which was creepy and chilling.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Yi Ze's heart was shocked, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Old man Wu smiled, did not answer, and in Yi Ze's surprised gaze, the black mist was pressed on his chest.

"Wait! Don't! Save ......"

Yi Ze was shocked, and was about to shout for help, but unexpectedly found that after the black mist entered his body, not only did he not feel a trace of discomfort, but he felt that his whole body was crispy and numb, which was extremely comfortable.

"Huh, this is ......."

"Don't resist. ā€

Old man Wu didn't look up, "Relax, I'm healing you." ā€

He said this lightly, but his face was a little pale, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and it could be seen that he had consumed a lot.

"Can the old Chinese medicine doctor still treat injuries like this?" Yi Ze looked at him. But immediately, a strange expression appeared on his face.

The old man's face changed so quickly that he was caught off guard and couldn't keep up with the other party's rhythm......

"Well, the old man really deserves the title of 'neuropathy'!" Yi Ze concluded in his heart.

At this moment, Old Man Wu suddenly removed his hand from Yi Ze's chest, and then took out a towel to wipe the sweat on his head.

"Alright, let's take a few steps down and try. ā€

"Uh, what did you say?" Yi Ze thought he hadn't heard clearly.

"I said, your wounds are healed. The old man said indifferently.

"Seriously?"

Yi Ze almost fell to the ground, this old man is too capable of pulling, how long has it been?

You know, he had broken his muscles and veins before! No matter how miraculous the doctor's technique was, it was impossible to cure him so quickly, right?

"However, your body is already weak, and you have suffered this catastrophe, and your whole body has been consumed, so it is better to do less heavy work in the future. The old man ignored Yi Ze's questioning, but talked about some precautions, "Within three months, you'd better not touch the bow and arrow, and don't fight with others." Besides, I will prescribe a few prescriptions for you, and if you take them on time, they will help you refine your physique......"

At the end, he added, "By the way, you should pay attention to eating more meat in the future and raise yourself fatter......"

"It's like the truth. ā€

Yi Ze couldn't help but roll his eyes, "I really think of myself as a miracle doctor......

But he was immediately shocked to find that he had unintentionally lifted his arm up as soon as he used force.

Then he tried a little, sat up, got off the ground, and it was all effortless!

"How is this possible?!"

Yi Ze raised his head suddenly, and when he looked at Old Man Wu again, his eyes were already full of awe.