"I didn't expect to run so far. Looks like I'm running away faster than ever!" Lin Xingyu looked at the city gate in the distance and was complacent.

"Ahh

Ran all the way to the Huichun Hall of the City Medical Center, and before his right foot stepped into the threshold, he was dizzy and fell to the ground.

Lin Xingyu's face is dark and slightly swollen at the moment, his lips are blue, his eyes are like frogs, and his left calf is comparable to an elephant's leg.

The old shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall is close to the sixtieth year, the figure is thin, the walking is trembling, the ears are a little back, and the eyes are also a little flowery, but he is a famous miracle doctor in the city.

"A black... Scorpion ......" Lin Xingyu's voice was weak and breathless, and he fainted before he finished speaking.

"A black shoe? This shoe is not black, is the other one black?" The old shopkeeper looked at the only shoe left on Lin Xingyu's right foot. "When is this, still thinking about your shoes? What precious shoes?" took off Lin Xingyu's shoes, examined them repeatedly, pondering, they are not too precious, they are just better than ordinary shoes. It took a while for his eyes to fall on the swollen leg.

"Ouch, ouch, I'm confused, and I still look at my shoes, this kid is poisoned. Dongzi, come and help!" the old shopkeeper hurriedly shouted.

After the old shopkeeper gave Lin Xingyu a pulse, he opened his eyelids and took a look, and finally took out the treasure pill that he was usually reluctant to use, and fed it to Lin Xingyu with the antidote potion, and asked Dongzi to find a car to send him home first, and he carried the medicine box and followed him to Lin Mansion.

In the room, Lin Zhengyi was pacing back and forth anxiously, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and the old shopkeeper was sitting on a chair, explaining the situation while writing a prescription for blindly detoxifying and detoxifying.

"Ling Lang's poisoning is so deep, I have never seen it before, I have tried all the conventional antidote methods, and the effect is very small, I think it is the old man's poor medical skills. This prescription may be able to delay the time for the venom to attack the heart, and fight for Ling Lang's life for a moment and a half, so let's find a few more famous doctors during this period. The old shopkeeper stood up, shook his head, and sighed.

"Doctor Li, thank you for your hard work, the great kindness is unspeakable, today is urgent, another day Lin Mou should come to the door to thank you. Lin Zhengyi called the housekeeper, gave a lot of taels of silver, and arranged for someone to send the old shopkeeper back.

Immediately afterwards, he sent his family to invite all kinds of doctors and doctors to see Lin Xingyu, and even the magic stick and wild doctor were invited over, as long as there was a glimmer of hope to save Lin Xingyu, he would try.

......

Just as Lin Xingyu was stung by the scorpion and ran towards the city, an old man in a thin gray robe appeared in front of the scorpion, reached out and grabbed the black scorpion.

The man had a gray face, his cheeks were dry and fleshless, the corners of his eyes were green, his hair was gray and white, his hands were shriveled to the bone, and he reached out and grabbed the scorpion.

"Little brute, make it easy for me to find. The scorpion waved its twin pincers in the hands of the gray-robed old man, twisting its six feet and flicking its tail up and down. Seeing the scorpion move like this, the old man realized that it had stung its prey.

A few years ago, the gray-robed old man went into the wilderness and ancient forest covered in blood to find poison, and caught a colorful ruler-long giant scorpion in a very dark and damp cave.

The gray-robed old man put the scorpion into a bag woven with soft silver wire, and fainted before he could get out of the hole, and experienced all kinds of pain and suffering for seven days, sometimes the whole body was extremely itchy, sometimes it was like a burning fire, sometimes it was like a steel knife chopping bones and the pain was unbearable, but the limbs could not move for half a minute, and consciousness and feeling existed. The gray-robed old man was already an invulnerable body, and ordinary snakes and scorpion stings would not react at all, and most of the poisons would kill him if they tasted his blood.

And this time, just being stung lightly by this giant scorpion, there was such a huge reaction, which shows that the toxicity is strong, and it is by no means a vulgar thing.

The gray-robed old man relied on his tenacious willpower to hold on for eight days before he woke up.

When he woke up, his whole body couldn't move, he opened his eyes slightly, and saw a translucent little scorpion standing on his face, waving his double pincers to the sky, his strength was not well controlled, he swayed, and his tail pierced the gray-robed old man's face from time to time.

The old man lay on the ground for a whole day, the little scorpion staggered and danced all day, the old man in the straight gray robe regained control of his body, propped up his body, the scorpion fell to the ground, frightened the pincers and shook his tail, scurrying around, and was picked up by the old man, only slightly calm, not moving, the old man looked at it fixedly, it also looked at the old man, big eyes and small eyes.

"Don't you think I'm his father?" said the old man, and put the little scorpion into his sleeve, picked up the bag on the ground, and poked it, and the guy in the bag struggled frantically, and when he saw that it was useless, he stopped moving.

The bag is woven with several kinds of highly poisonous and incorruptible silk and soft silver wire, which ordinary warriors can't tear with their bare hands, but fortunately, otherwise it would be a scorpion eating people.

The little scorpion is very well-behaved in the sleeve, and does not forget to practice its pincer dance on the way, and in the past few years, one person and one scorpion have slowly become more and more tacit.

Until just now, the gray-robed old man was napping on the nearby grass, and the little scorpion sneaked out and stung someone.

The gray-robed old man walked along the path and didn't find any corpses or animals, and he was very puzzled, if ordinary people and animals were stung by this scorpion, they would die in half a moment, and the masters of the martial arts realm could not survive for a moment or three.

The gray-robed old man kept looking around, pondering all the way, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in the city, hid the scorpion, and walked the streets and alleys pretending to have nothing to do, wanting to see who was so fated to hold on to the town.

It was getting late, and there were no less than forty or fifty Lang in and out of the Lin Mansion, and after seeing Lin Xingyu's condition, the conclusion basically given after passing the pulse was the same: venom attacked the heart, and the gods were difficult to save. A few outspoken people suggested that Lin Zhengyi prepare for the aftermath early, and was beaten out with a stick.

The gray-robed old man wandered around the city for a few hours, and he didn't hear of anyone having a new white thing, until he saw many Lang Zhong hurrying around at the gate of the Lin Mansion with medicine boxes, so he stopped.

The old man stopped a Lang Zhong who had just gone out to inquire, it turned out that Lin Xingyu, the eldest son of the Lin Mansion, had been poisoned, and it was not a medicine that could be treated, and Lang Zhong was helpless.

The old man gave Lang Zhong a piece of silver, bought the medicine box in Lang Zhong's hand, and walked towards the gate of the Lin Mansion. Seeing that it was Lang Zhong who was carrying a medicine box, the housekeeper Liu Taian led him to Lin Xingyu's room.

The gray-robed old man looked briefly after entering the room. The furnishings of the room are simple, with a delicately carved bar table about one meter long on the front, on which are placed a pair of hairpin rings and a delicate small box;

There are two simple mahogany chairs on the west side with a small mahogany table in the middle;

On the east side is a purple-grained wooden bed carved with a lion tiger, which looks very valuable, Lin Xingyu is lying on it, his eyebrows are dead, his face is pitch black, the black blood vessels are clearly visible, and if he looks closely, there seems to be ink-colored blood flowing, which is really scary. Lin Zhengyi sat on the edge of the bed, watching his son stunned, not even knowing that someone had come in.

"Ahem... Cough.... Ahem!" The gray-robed old man pretended to clear his throat to attract Lin Zhengyi's attention.

Lin Zhengyi looked at the old man, he looked so strange, he invited all the people who could be invited by Lang Zhong nearby, this person was very raw, was he introduced by someone else? Holding the idea of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, he got up and politely told him about the situation.

The old man sat on the edge of the bed, his shriveled fingers rested on Lin Xingyu's pulse, his fingers shrunk, his heart beat like thunder, and he was extremely excited, this kid was indeed not dead, he really didn't die! The pulse was weak, his face was dead, but there was still a sense of vitality.

He couldn't be clearer about the toxicity of the scorpion, a few hours have passed, Lin Xingyu is still alive, if someone doesn't continue his life, it is a special physique, I don't know if these medicines given by Lang Zhong have any miraculous effects, it is not easy to judge for the time being, first find a way to trick him to his side, and then slowly verify.

"Ling Gongzi is poisoned in the afternoon today?"

"Exactly!"

"After being poisoned, you ran all the way?"

"That's good!" Lin Zhengyi found that the other party's pulse could cut off the cause, and the fire of hope in his heart was ignited again.

"Ling Gongzi was injured by a highly poisonous thing in the wild, and he should have stopped binding the wound and detoxified it, but he accelerated and ran, causing the venom to enter the heart and lungs, and the gods could not save it. The gray-robed old man sighed lightly.

After a deliberate pause, he found that Lin Zhengyi just looked at him in a daze, and did not pick up, and continued: "Although it is said that it is difficult to save immortals, I learned a thaumaturgy when I was young, almost the flesh and bones of life and death, and it is naturally not a problem to save Ling Lang, but ....." Halfway through the words, he deliberately made a look of wanting to speak and stopped, and his shriveled fingers twisted a few sparse beards, looking at Lin Zhengyi with deep meaning.

"If the divine doctor has any needs, even if he asks, he needs money and things, but whatever my Lin family has, I can give it to you, and if I don't have it, I will try my best to find it. ”

"No, don't need money, this thaumaturgy needs to use my life span to exchange my life for the sky, that is to say, to save Ling Gongzi, I want to lose my life. The old man put down his hand and said indifferently.

"Can the divine doctor exchange my life for my son's life?" Lin Zhengyi said excitedly.

"It is not feasible and there is no need, saving the world and helping the people, the benevolence of the doctor, this is the way of practicing medicine, treating the sick and saving people, and it does not matter if you lose your life. It's just," the old man covered his face with his left hand and sighed in a low voice: "I think I'm only in my early forties, but I look like I'm in my old age, it's because of too much longevity, this time I'm afraid I won't live for a few more years and will pass away, but unfortunately my peerless medical skills have no one to pass on." ”

After a pause, he raised his eyes and found that Lin Zhengyi was still looking at him, still not answering, a little annoyed, so he had to put down his hand and continue: "Speaking of which, I have a fate with Ling Gongzi, and after saving him, I want to take him as an apprentice and teach him medicine and toxicology. The gray-robed old man had a straight face and was very serious.