Invincibility starts when I see the BOSS health bar.

Chapter 621 Old Man
"grown ups……"

Yu Ji had been limping behind Fang Yu since leaving the Huang Mansion, and suddenly spoke at this moment.

"What's the matter?" Fang Yu was in a good mood and asked without turning his head.

Yu Ji lowered his head: "...It's us who are holding you back."

They are here to assist the new minister, not to hinder him.

As a dedicated combatant, he didn't play much of a role in the battle and was rescued by Fang Yu. This was a blow to Yu Ji's dignity.

He may not be as capable as the minister, but he cannot hold the minister back.

Lu Qiaochun also looked at Fang Yu apologetically. Her condition was better. After all, she was just besieged by a large number of low-level warriors. Her blood line was also much healthier than Yu Ji's.

"It's just a little accident. What, you want to back out? We will be very busy today."

Fang Yu said with a smile.

These words made Yu Ji and the other man look at each other. They did want to back out, but since Fang Yu said so, they gritted their teeth and decided to keep up with the new minister's pace!

"Sir! Where is the next target!"

"Sir, we can still fight!"

Next target? The next target, of course, is...

Fang Yu looked into the distance. There was a hot street block with billowing steam. It was the famous Weapon Forging Workshop in Thunder City that specialized in forging weapons!
……

Anfu.

"Thank you, Dr. Ding, for coming to see me... cough cough cough!"

Ye Danshan stood up to express his gratitude, but he couldn't help covering his mouth with his handkerchief and coughing a few times.

When he spread out the handkerchief, it was already covered in bright red.

"Miss?!"

Xue Yunting, who had just come in with the cooked medicine soup, was shocked when he saw this scene.

He quickly put down the medicine and went up to take care of Ye Danshan.

"I'm fine..."

Monk Quan Heng frowned slightly as he looked at Ye Danshan, whose condition had worsened significantly since he left.

His gaze turned to Ding Hui, who had opened the lid of the pot containing medicinal soup without permission.

Ding Hui was seen stretching out his hand to make a fan shape, fanning the smell coming out of the medicine soup to his nose, then extending a finger, lightly dipped a little of the medicine soup, put it into his mouth and took a sip, and then poured the steaming medicine soup that Xueyun Pavilion had worked so hard to prepare directly onto the ground.

Zizizi!
The medicinal soup poured onto the ground instantly attracted the attention of the maid Xue Yunting.

"what are you doing!"

Xue Yunting became anxious at that time.

She cooked this medicinal soup for two full hours according to the herbs and methods provided by the doctor in An Mansion!

Although the lady's illness has not been cured, her condition will get better every time she drinks it.

Seeing that the young lady was coughing up blood, Xue Yunting wanted to blow some cold medicine for her to drink right away, but he was knocked to the ground by Ding Hui!
He was so angry that his body was shaking, but Ye Danshan grabbed his wrist.

"Don't mess around!"

After comforting Xue Yunting, Ye Danshan looked towards Ding Hui.

"Doctor Ding, is there anything wrong with this medicine?"

This was the first doctor they met when they entered the city, and he was also the doctor in the entire Thunder City who was most likely to cure her illness!
Unfortunately, she missed the opportunity at that time. When she arrived at the An Mansion, she was restricted in every way and her condition continued to worsen.

"No."

In response to Ye Danshan's questions, Ding Hui answered very quickly and without any hesitation.

"Then why did you pour out the medicine?"

Xue Yunting was so angry that he couldn't help but question on behalf of his young lady.

Ding Hui looked at the two women coldly.

"Because if she drinks any more, your young lady will surely die."

"Amitabha."

Monk Quan Heng also stood up from his seat at this time, bowed to Ding Hui and said: "Please, Mr. Ding, please save this poor man's life. May the Buddha have mercy on me..."

Before Monk Quan Heng could finish his words, Ding Hui interrupted him.

"Your Buddha has nothing to do with me, but considering the friendship between my husband and the master, I will save this person."

"Good, good, good!"

Monk Quan Heng smiled with relief.

No matter what the reason is, as long as it saves lives, that is enough.

Ding Hui pointed at the medicine scattered on the ground and continued.

"The doctors in An Mansion are capable, but they are only capable. The decoction they prepared can temporarily suppress your condition, but a person's tolerance for medicine is limited. If the combination of herbs in the decoction is not changed in time, it won't be long before this decoction has no effect on you."

"But as I said, the doctors in the An Mansion are capable. Judging from your condition, the ingredients in the decoction should have been changed several times to keep you alive until now. But it is only a way to delay death. If you suppress the condition like this, it will sooner or later explode. By then, you, who were originally just waiting to die slowly, will face a wave of extremely painful pain and torture, and then suddenly die."

"Look at the ingredients in this soup. Both the amount and the medicinal properties are getting heavier. This shows that your physical condition is almost uncontrollable. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for a few days before you have to go on the road."

Ding Hui's words made the maid Xue Yunting feel frightened and scared!
Because what Ding Hui said completely matched what she had secretly investigated.

The prescriptions given by the doctors were replaced with a new batch every other day.

At first, Xue Yunting thought that the doctors in the An Mansion were constantly adjusting the medications to find the best treatment methods.

Later, when she took the prescriptions given by the doctors to the warehouse to ask for the medicinal materials, the person in charge's face changed inexplicably when he saw the prescriptions.

That kind of expression didn't even seem like the medicinal materials they wanted were too precious, but more like the medicinal materials they wanted were too amazing.

Xue Yunting secretly asked someone about it and found out that there were several herbs in the prescription that were extremely poisonous. If an ordinary person took them, they would surely die. Conventional medical treatment methods would almost never be used. Strong medicines would only be used on dying people or those with incurable diseases!
Although Xue Yunting was trying to comfort himself, thinking that the young lady's condition must be special, so she had to take such strong medicine, he really didn't dare to mention this matter to the young lady.

Compared to Xue Yunting's shock and fear, Ye Danshan's reaction was much calmer.

You know your own body.

Ye Danshan had vaguely felt before that every time he took the medicine, his body would get better, but it did not last long. Often in the second half of the night, he would start to feel a severe backlash and be plagued by pain.

Recently, the backlash would start at sunset when she took the medicine at noon, so she went to bed early these days. She was afraid that Xue Yunting would find out that her physical condition was getting worse and worse and she could not hold on any longer, which would cause them more worry.

Life and death are determined by fate. Coming to Thunder City is her last chance. If there is really no hope, she will just accept it.

But Ding Hui's appearance did give Ye Danshan some hope.

"Doctor Ding, I wonder if you can cure my illness?"

As Ye Danshan finished his expectant words, everyone's eyes fell on Ding Hui.

"Well, it depends on whether Master Quan Heng gives me face."

What does this have to do with Master Quan Heng?
The two women from Yedan Mountain looked at Monk Quan Heng in confusion, only to see the latter nod slowly.

"I will definitely find a way to accomplish what Donor Ding mentioned on the way!"

"it is good!"

After a pause, Ding Hui said, "It's not difficult to cure your illness. I just happen to have some ideas that I want to try. If you are willing to accept my treatment, then believe me, your illness can be cured by me, and you will definitely survive. At most, there may be some changes in your physical body."

Body...changes?
Ye Danshan and Xue Yunting tilted their heads slightly, somewhat puzzled. "Is it... appearance? Will it be disfigured?"

Ye Danshan touched his face and said with some concern.

"You can understand it this way. That's about what it means."

Ding Hui smiled slyly, and the monk Quan Heng beside him said "Amitabha", and no one in the audience participated in any more discussion.

Xue Yunting wanted to object, but looking at the young lady who was like a sister to her, she had to admit that she could accept the consequence of the young lady's disfigurement more than her death.

Human life is more important than anything else.

"It's just a human skin and a skeleton. Please, Doctor Ding, save my life!"

Ye Danshan also figured it out and knelt down to pay his respects.

Xue Yunting also quickly knelt down towards Ding Hui.

"It's easy to talk about."

Ding Hui agreed with a smile, then sat down and began to write a prescription.

She was now worth quite a lot, and had gotten a lot of good things from Song Zhenrong and the rebel army, so the medicinal herbs she needed were only a few, so it only took her a short while to write down the requirements.

Xue Yunting stretched his neck to see what medicinal ingredients were written in the prescription, but after Ding Hui finished writing the prescription, he handed it to Monk Quan Heng.

"See if the An Mansion will give you the herbs. If not, send them to me. I still have enough herbs there."

Seeing this, Ye Danshan and Xue Yunting looked at each other and fell silent.

Their current situation in the An Mansion was quite embarrassing, and they were almost treated like prisoners. However, in terms of medical treatment, the An Mansion gave them great support. As long as the doctor gave them a prescription, they were willing to take out the precious medicinal materials from the warehouse for them to use.

But that was the prescription given by the doctor of the An Mansion. The An Mansion may not necessarily recognize the prescription written by Ding Hui now.

But if Master Quan Heng went to the An Mansion to ask for medicinal herbs, the situation might be different.

"I can swap the prescription given by the doctor from the An Mansion with the prescription from Doctor Ding. Anyway, the warehouse only looks at what materials the prescription requires, and the An Mansion shouldn't be able to find out."

Xue Yunting weakly proposed an idea, but everyone present looked at her and ignored her without even the intention to continue the discussion.

"I'll find a way to get the herbs. My words are still of some use here in the An Mansion."

Monk Quan Heng said in a low voice.

"That's good, then..." Ding Hui's eyes turned: "Should we get down to business?"

Isn't saving my young lady a serious matter?

Xue Yunting wanted to ask, but swallowed the words back.

"I'll make the arrangements first. Please wait here for a moment."

Monk Quan Heng shook the prescription in his hand, then pushed the door open and went out, leaving the three women in the room, staring at each other.

"Doctor Ding, we were outside the city before and we didn't recognize him..."

Ye Danshan said sincerely.

But Ding Hui waved his hand.

"No need for polite words. If you really want to thank someone, then thank my husband and that stupid monk."

Silly monk...

In the An Mansion, he is probably the only one who dares to speak so impolitely to Master Quan Heng.

"Dr. Ding, given your superb medical skills, why have I never heard of you before?"

Xue Yunting also asked in confusion at this time.

Ding Hui couldn't help but glance at that guy.

The two people from Yeyun Sect are tens of thousands of miles away from Leiting City. They don’t even know how many famous doctors there are in Leiting City. How can they expect to find out about the famous doctors in Tianyuan Town?

As the three were talking about this, the door was suddenly pushed open and a little head suddenly popped out from behind the door.

Her watery eyes scanned the room.

"Where's my bald pigeon? Where did he go?"

It was Guo Yuxin. This guy was greedy and ran to the kitchen to get food as soon as he returned to An Mansion. He just came back now.

At that time, he seemed heartless and had no sense of crisis.

As one of the top ten families, the An family is far from being as peaceful as it appears.

"You've come at the right time. Look after them. I'll help you find your bald brother."

After saying that, Ding Hui walked out, leaving behind Guo Yuxin who looked unhappy, and the other two women who looked confused.

After looking around, Ding Hui put his hands behind his back and walked briskly down the aisle.

He looked around and observed the situation in An Mansion.

Suddenly, beside the small pond in front, I saw an old man sitting quietly in front of the small pond fishing, with a little boy beside him helping him to massage his back.

To be honest, if Ding Hui encountered this scene on a normal day, he would never even give it a second glance.

But at this moment, her eyes were fixed on the old man who was fishing.

She didn't even realize that she had come to the side of the old man who was fishing.

"Little girl, I have been fishing for half a day and have only attracted a small fish. If you go any further, it will run away."

The old man was wearing a conical hat, which was pulled down to cover his face, so his expression could not be seen. However, his tone was steady, and he seemed to be a master.

What Dante Hui cares about is never whether the other party is a master, but...

"You're dying."

The hand trembled slightly, barely noticeable.

The fry, which were supposed to be about to be caught, fled in panic.

Half a day's hard work was in vain.

But the old man tilted his head slightly and looked at Ding Hui with a frown.

"Excuse me, young lady, how did you get here?"

Just as the old man finished asking the question, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Doctor Ding, I've got it done here."

When I looked back, I saw that it was the monk from Zhongfu Temple waving at me.

The old man felt even more confused, but Ding Hui seemed quite interested in his situation.

"What's your name, old sir? He is possessed by the five poisons, yet he maintains a delicate balance, as if his body is made of poison... Old sir, this is not like the method used in our area, and even... it is not like the method used by the people of Daxia."

"Little girl, you are wrong."

The old man's tone remained steady, but he lowered his hat and no longer interacted with Ding Hui.

Ding Hui said nothing more, but just said: "Old sir, you are dying soon. After you die, can you give me the poisonous insects in your body? In exchange, I am willing to do one thing for you within my ability."

"..."

(End of this chapter)