Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 93 The Best of Both Worlds
"Mr. Saint, my name is Night Doctor." The plague doctor smiled, his orange eyes full of compassion.

Now he is both a disease doctor and a saint, and he is very satisfied now. In the past, he only saved sentient beings, but now he saves sentient beings and the world as well.

Immediately he became taller.

"Okay Mr. Night Doctor, I think we should discuss how to cure the world's diseases." Luo Qing nodded kindly and gave a suggestion.

But the night doctor shook his head, turned his gray beak mask to the crowd who were still sluggish, and said, "There are already patients queuing up, and I need to see a doctor for them first."

The old man in the crowd stared wide-eyed, and was about to yell when he was interrupted by Luo Qing's words: "No, Mr. Night Doctor, although Saints and Epidemic Doctors are both doctors, their treatment methods are different from those of Epidemic Doctors." Same."

The night doctor paused, then turned around with some doubts: "What's the difference?"

Luo Qing took a look at her father, stepped forward and dragged the night doctor to fly away.

"There are many illnesses in the world, some are minor and some are serious. Although doctors shouldn't pick patients, some patients really can't wait too long." Luo Qing explained, took out his mobile phone and sent a few messages to Taoist priest and Wa Long a message.

The night doctor nodded approvingly: "Indeed, there are still too few doctors. It's just that what Mr. Saint said is wrong. There is no distinction between diseases, and we should eliminate any diseases."

"Having said that, if there are two patients in front of you, one is about to die, and the other has 30 years of life left, who do you save first?" Luo Qing looked at the two replies, and took the night doctor to turn One direction asked unhurriedly: "Besides, if you have been saving sentient beings, how are you going to save the world?"

The night doctor murmured with some confusion: "Save the dying people first, and then save the world, within 30 years."

As he spoke, he fell silent, and he found that he himself didn't seem to have thought about this problem, and the disease seemed to be divided into big and small.

Luo Qing smiled and nodded: "Look, Mr. Ye Yi also knows this truth, so I came up with a way to get the best of both worlds."

The night doctor was taken aback, and quickly flew to the front, asking eagerly, "What method?"

Luo Qing smiled and accelerated, and slowly landed in front of a villa in the suburbs, where a Taoist priest was standing respectfully at the door.

The night doctor hurriedly followed, he just glanced at the Taoist priest, and then said with some confusion: "This gentleman is also sick."

The Taoist was startled, took a step back subconsciously, and looked at Luo Qing tremblingly. He felt that this monster with a bird's beak was really dangerous, the kind of danger that his perception was warning.

Luo Qing waved his hand to let the Taoist priest go first, then walked towards the villa, and said slowly, "Mr. Ye Doctor, how do you see this place?"

The night doctor struggled for a while, but followed Luo Qing. He looked around and commented: "It's nothing special for an accommodation."

Luo Qing smiled: "I am quite powerful among ordinary people. Mr. Ye Doctor can transform this place into what you like, and then I will let many patients who are in urgent need of surgery come here every day."

"In this way, you can choose some cured patients as apprentices during the operation, train new doctors, and I can call you anytime when the world needs treatment, how about it?"

The night doctor's eyes lit up, he looked at Luo Qing with some emotion and said, "As expected of Mr. Saint, you are indeed the best doctor."

Luo Qing smiled and said sincerely: "We are all doctors in the world, and we should help each other. When there is a patient that I can't handle, you need to trouble Mr. Ye Doctor, right?"

"No problem!" The night doctor nodded repeatedly, and asked impatiently, "Then when will we start receiving patients?"

Luo Qing looked at the sky in the afternoon, and said seriously: "There will be patients arriving early tomorrow morning, you can decorate this place in advance, try to give all patients a good impression, and carry forward the profession of doctors!"

Doctor Ye's eyes were full of determination, he touched the bird's beak mask and said, "Don't worry, I won't disappoint any patient!"

Luo Qing nodded in satisfaction: "Then I'll arrange the patients, and you may be very busy in the future."

"No problem, let's go!" The night doctor nodded again and again, turned around and the magic power surged, an operating table quickly appeared from scratch, and the surrounding walls began to be affected by the magic power, gradually changing their style.

Walking out of the villa, Luo Qing couldn't stop smiling under the mask. He turned to look at the Taoist priest in the corner, grabbed him and immediately flew to Walong's office.

When he saw Wa Long and Ah Fu, Luo Qing's saintly attire gradually disappeared. He sat on the boss's chair and said, "This matter can be blamed on the black hand. You can see what you can get. If some people If you don't believe me, you can let A Fulu do it."

Valon bowed slightly respectfully, and said excitedly: "Don't worry, boss, all forces are happy to send cancer patients over. After all, no one can guarantee whether you will be the next one."

Luo Qing nodded, thought for a while, and the divine power burst of the horse talisman swept across the three people present, eliminating some hidden diseases that they might have.

"Now you have no disease for the time being, but it's better to ask your subordinates to arrange patients, otherwise I can't guarantee that you won't be sliced." Luo Qing yawned, got up, and walked outside.

When he walked to the window, he paused and asked, "How long will it take for the spells and evil spirits?"

"I'll be there before dinner." Valon replied respectfully.

"Good job." Luo Qing showed a smile, flashed red light, and flew away quickly.

Cancer, leukemia and other diseases that humans can't do anything about are nothing under the reorganization of epidemic doctors.

And the number of terminally ill people all over the world is so huge, as long as the black hand sends out the news, terminally ill patients all over the world will line up and be cut into pieces.

This not only solves the employment problem of night doctors, but black hands can also gain huge benefits through this matter, and even the intelligence system will spread to the whole world.

This kind of thing that is self-interested, altruistic, and beneficial to the whole world.

Really, besides the epidemic doctor, Luo Qing couldn't find a second way, it's just... awesome!
As for terminal illness, will all be cured?There is no need to worry about this at all. There are still many incurable diseases in the world, such as HIV, which can still be cured by epidemic doctors.

There are definitely people who are willing to exchange their appearance for recovery from disease.

So patients don't need to worry about whether they will or not.

The most important thing is the legend. This is a legend. We will be in the same group in the future. Sure enough, it is better to gather the wool of righteousness.

Back in the castle, Luo Qing hummed a happy tune and entered the library, and looked up at the rewards waiting to be collected by Order.

Luo Qing opened the memory stone and began to watch. He did not continue to use the reward for overclocking the comprehension on alchemy.

Now that alchemy has been introduced, the follow-up only needs to extract all the books about alchemy in the memory stone.

What he needs now is the cultivation of undead magic, otherwise the power of evil spirits in him will feel useless.

Luo Qing got up, found a few thick notebooks, and began to copy the alchemy cheats.
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Hollywood.

The Holy Master silently stared in the direction of San Francisco, with neither joy nor sorrow in his eyes. The Saint of Order was indeed killed by him, but he would not stop the saint from recovering, and he was even happy to see it.

Without him, he also needs the recovery of the world. Every time the world recovers, he will have more strength when he recovers his body, which is not bad.

As for whether he made a mistake 5 years ago, it doesn't matter, the eight great demons are immortal, whether it is hatred or mistakes, it will not have a great impact on him.

When the order began to dissipate, the Holy Lord came back to his senses, and he asked a little speechlessly: "Why did you hide the magic book in the Sino-Soviet territory?"

"Isn't this to prevent the current situation? And if you put this thing in my kingdom, then you won't be able to restore magic." Ximu's projection appeared and explained with a smile.

"Where exactly?" The Holy Master asked angrily.

There are so many back-ups one by one, if it wasn't for the continuous decline in the world's energy level, maybe he wouldn't be needed, and a few of them could escape from hell, right?
"A little further on, there is a small river, in a hidden place at the bottom of the river, the spell to open the door is"
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Papa Antique Store.

The old man walked back to the library with a sad face. He has just stabilized in the realm of the archmage, and it is obviously impossible to break through again.

He watched the spell encyclopedia gradually fall into silence, the world has returned to the magister, and the fixed number that the teacher once said is gone and has been broken.
The old man helped his reading glasses, and began to study the magic on it with a serious expression. Among them, he had almost studied the teleportation magic, and he just had to practice.

It's just that what he is looking at now is not teleportation magic, but a kind of sealing magic, a magic that specifically seals righteous creatures.

Although the epidemic doctor is a legend, the world's upper limit of magic power has just reached the magister.

It stands to reason that the greatest strength that the plague doctor can display is the magister, but his magic has no effect on the plague doctor.

This is obviously not right, the only thing is that he will not be able to use magic against righteous creatures.

And no one knows whether such a kind and chaotic creature like the epidemic doctor will be revived in the future, so he must know these things.

bell bell bell.
The bell rang outside, and Xiaoyu walked in with her head downcast.

"It's Xiaoyu, didn't you go to the Moose Paradise with Chen Long? Why don't you look happy?" Trudeau behind the cashier asked in surprise.

"I met Xiaozhu, he actually has tattoos, and he laughed at me, and, halfway through the game, Uncle Long had something to leave." Xiaoyu replied weakly, paralyzed on the sofa.

She felt that today was really the worst holiday, and her good mood was gone.

Tru thought for a while, then said mysteriously: "Don't be sad, Xiaoyu, you go to your room and have a look, Luo Qing just came and brought you a present."

Xiaoyu was stunned, and immediately regained her spirits: "Really? What gift?"

Tru thought for a while and said, "It's in your room, you can see it when you open the door."

Xiaoyu immediately revived with full blood, and ran up. When she opened the door, she saw the huge super moose on her bed.

She let out a cry of surprise, and a surprise expression appeared on her face. Her favorite is the super moose!

Without thinking about it, she jumped on it, hugged the moose tightly in her arms, and rolled on the bed. She decided that she would sleep with this moose in her arms from now on!

bell bell bell.
When the slight bell rang, Xiaoyu let go slightly for a moment, looking at the bell on the moose's neck, she instantly thought of the bell on the hem of Luo Qing's blood-colored windbreaker.

"Really, what kind of surprise are you making?" Xiaoyu muttered, but then she rolled her eyes with a smile, thinking that Luo Qing is simply her best friend, and she will definitely become a lifelong friend in the future.

Thinking that her only friend didn't seem to support her getting tattoos, Xiaoyu felt relieved all of a sudden.

But then she was startled suddenly, thinking of something, the smile on her face became wider, she buried herself in the arms of the super moose, and murmured.

"Who says tattoos are mandatory? As long as they look cool?"

(End of this chapter)