Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Until Zhao Zhizhi lay back on the bed in her room at Tianyimen, the doubts and worries brought to her by the yellow-robed prince had never dissipated.

She traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, not to seek medical treatment for herself, but to find a dead man who didn't seem to care about his life or death at all. The disease was indeed difficult to cure, but she had just been told that it could be cured, but she didn't care about the outcome. He just left, and at the end he added "see you later" like the Riddler...

It seemed like he was just here to test whether her ability could be put to great use. It seemed that the result satisfied him, so much so that he looked forward to the day when he would use her more deeply in the future.

Zhao Zhizhi has a very keen sense of danger, but this kind of life where he can only toss and turn in bed, unable to trace the source, or even respond in advance to save himself, is really, really useless!
And every time Zhao Zhizhi tried to recall the appearance of the Huangpao Prince, he always thought of the same thing and could not remember any details at all.

well. Zhao Zhizhi wrapped himself tightly in the quilt in distress, forget it! She should carry forward the medical skills in the rejuvenation book and make and pass on the rejuvenation elixir so that all patients in the world can be cured and live a good life. This is what she should do most as a "saint".

This desire is like, like...

The apricot forest is warm in spring.

Such an inconsistent word suddenly popped into his mind, and Zhao Zhizhi's sensitive nerves were touched for a moment. In time, the girl's voice even sounded in his ears, as if he was calling her master over and over again.

Who is it, who is it? Who is it!

But I was so tired.

Zhao Zhizhi raised a fan to extinguish the candle, and fell asleep in the sudden darkness.

"Saint, saint?"

After being woken up by Qing'er in a daze, Zhao Zhizhi squinted his eyes slightly and felt as if there was a bowl of paste in his head, making him feel dizzy. She rubbed her temples, a little confused, "It seems I haven't slept for long..."

"Saint, be careful what you say."

The voice that was almost engraved in her mind suddenly appeared in her ears, and Zhao Zhizhi subconsciously jumped up.

What is the great elder doing here?
The elder had a gloomy face, leaning on a cane and standing at the head of her bed, looking up and down Zhao Zhizhi's body without reservation.

"The saint is slacking off. Today is the fourth day of the Harvest Society. The nobles are still here. It is really offensive for the saint to sleep until now! Fortunately, the nobles understand that it is not easy for me to revive the Heavenly Medicine Sect. They are all drinking in the front yard right now. Tea is waiting, so I have to invite the saint in person."

Zhao Zhizhi listened blankly to the elder's accusation, but he was still confused in his heart. Obviously, when the great elder first persuaded her to participate in the three-day competition on behalf of the Heavenly Medicine Sect, he never mentioned this at all!

"Yes, yes, holy lady." Qing'er quietly came up to her, pretending to serve Zhao Zhizhi in changing clothes, and reminded her in a low voice, "These noble people probably heard about you for the sake of the great elder. I’m only willing to come here because of my reputation. I was left alone for three days, but now I’m afraid the illnesses are coming one after another, and I can’t bear it anymore!”

Came to see her for medical treatment? Zhao Zhizhi digested it silently in his heart for a while, looked up and saw the eldest elder's uncertain face, and finally endured the dizziness and got down.

"Elder Nalao and the nobles will wait a moment."

But as soon as she got up from the bed, Zhao Zhizhi felt an extremely overbearing pulling force, pulling her to the ground. She wanted to stand still, but her head was turbulent again, as if all the brain tissue was being crushed and reorganized over and over again. The nausea just happened to be forced upward along the gastrointestinal tract. After a short retching, Zhao Zhizhi fell back weakly. , Qing'er, who had quick eyes and quick hands, helped him back to the couch.

"Great Elder, the Saint is very bad..." Qing'er had tears in her eyes and looked at the Great Elder helplessly. But people's words are as light as hers. Words such as "Can you not go?" are definitely not allowed to be said.

Zhao Zhizhi patted Qing'er's hand holding her, and after hearing this, he just looked up at the elder. The latter glanced at her with an extremely indifferent expression, "Isn't it what the saint wants to see the Heavenly Medicine Sect regain its glory?"

"Don't keep your nobles waiting too long."

When Zhao Zhizhi packed up and walked to the front of the hall, he realized why the great elder could not let go of these "noble people".

It was so wasteful and extravagant. It was like a gold-selling cave where people were obsessed with money and wealth. The original lush greenery and the fragrance of birds and flowers could not be seen at all.

Someone is hugging a singing girl who appeared from nowhere, wearing a light gauze skirt, slender jade fingers hooking a wine glass and pouring wine into someone's arms, and the red dandelion lingers in an indescribable position; someone has a pile of expensive tea in front of him The quality of the tea cannot be seen in the tea set, but the tea set makes people look at his wealth at a glance. It is inlaid with gold, silver, tortoise shell beads and amber hairpins, so it is so luxurious. What's more, when he was throwing money out all the way, he had to lay it right under his feet, otherwise the attendant would shout, "Why is the shabby ground so painful for your feet!"

Zhao Zhizhi's eyebrows were beating wildly when she saw this. She glanced at the elder secretly and sighed secretly. She was so calm that she could bear to remain expressionless.

There was an elder who calmly stepped forward to clear the way. Zhao Zhizhi only had to smile a few times, and after a few simple words of agreement, he sat on the examination table and cleaned up the mess of these dissolute and indulgent big shots like a tool. Come.

The first one to step forward was a wealthy businessman. Zhao Zhizhi took a brief look at him and saw that his face was withered, his eyes were dark and blue, and his eyes almost lost focus when they fell on people. Having made up his mind, Zhao Zhizhi raised his hand to take his pulse. As soon as he got on it, he gritted his teeth to hold back from laughing.

Kidney deficiency.

He was as weak as if he had no kidneys.

"Sir, but..." Zhao Zhizhi tilted his head and managed to slip out a less derogatory description, "Do you often get up at night, but you don't feel too much, but you feel it very frequently?"

The man was embarrassed for a moment and then showed an expression like "Miracle Doctor!"

Zhao Zhizhi rolled her eyes quietly, thinking that now that she had an idea of ​​the conditions of these patients, she would just go to Novice Village again.

Maybe everything is too ridiculous. A big man who is noble and dignified outside has long been in bad health. The disease he suffers from is not a big deal in the first place, but he is also aware of the shame. He is afraid that ordinary doctors will leak the news after hearing this. This is not far away. Traveling thousands of miles and spending a lot of money to go to the Heavenly Medicine Gate, spend money to buy peace of mind.

Zhao Zhizhi smiled so much that his ears and eyes became clear.

"Next person -" Qing'er opened the curtain and went out. Just as she was greeted by the ceremony, a strong wind suddenly blew by her side. It swept the hair around her ears and blurred her vision. When she raised her head again, she was sitting in the outer court waiting for the announcement. The last noble person in the number actually disappeared in the blue sky.

How strange.

Qing'er touched her face that was numb from the blow, but her expression soon changed, and she happily turned around to take Zhao Zhizhi back to rest. However, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck. Before she fainted and fainted, she saw the silent figure. The great elder appeared behind her and slowly withdrew the bloody crutch.

On the other side, Zhao Zhizhi's pupils tightened, and he tried to shrink back, but the person in front of him grabbed his wrists tightly, with such force that it almost crushed his bones.

"Are these wonderful hands rejuvenating..." There was a long scar across half of the face of the person in front of him. He looked greedily at the scar on Zhao Zhizhi's wrist from the last bloodletting. Suddenly, he put his lips to Zhao Zhizhi's ear. , biting her earlobe.

Zhao Zhizhi trembled all over.

"Don't be afraid, little girl, I just want the Rejuvenation Pill."