I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 2270 Learned two more injections to live in the present

"Uncle Master...I..." Wu Feng looked embarrassed, and really didn't know how to explain it to Uncle Master.

"Forget it...forget it...Since you don't want to say it, Master Uncle will not make it difficult for you..." Master Xuankong waved his hands helplessly, and then shook his head and sighed for a while, as if talking to himself : "This is great. There are only four elders in the White Lotus Sect, and you have offended three of them in one fell swoop. You are lucky, and you are also a master who invites disaster. It is really worrying..."

Saying that, Master Xuankong strode towards Master Fan's house, and the priests behind him all looked at Wu Feng with strange eyes, even Taoist Master Qingfeng looked at Wu Feng with strange eyes. He patted Wu Feng's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Feng'er, there are some things you don't want to say, and you won't ask about them as a teacher. As long as you walk the right way and have a clear conscience, being a teacher has always been on your side."

"Thank you, Master..." Wu Feng looked gratefully at Daoist Qingfeng.

"Let's go, go and see your elder brother. I haven't seen him for so long, you should miss him, right?" Daoist Qingfeng smiled slightly, took Wu Feng's arm, and walked towards Master Fan's hut.

Wu Feng's heart was twitched as soon as he mentioned the elder brother, he turned his head and glanced at Ghost Doctor Xue behind him, and said with some hope: "Old man Xue, this time my elder brother's life will be entrusted to you .”

Ghost doctor Xue didn't speak, but nodded slightly, but there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

Daoist Qingfeng saw this, so he said: "Brother Xue, you don't have to worry too much, life and death are in the sky, whether that kid Zhou Ming can live or not is God's will, even if you can't save him, I, Qingfeng, will still Thank you."

Ghost doctor Xue nodded again, looked at Daoist Qingfeng and Wu Feng, pondered for a moment, and then said: "To tell you the truth, this ghost door has 72 needles. Originally, this old man only knows 68 needles. Some time ago, I was looking for various medical classics day and night. It took more than a month to check, and I only learned two more injections. There are still two injections that I haven't figured out yet, but the old man promises that there must be no problem in resuscitating that kid Zhou Ming, but I just don't know. What will be the consequences of missing these two needles, it may be the loss of skill, or it may be that a certain joint in the body is disabled, all of which are uncertain, and the old man is still very disturbed."

Daoist Qingfeng and Wu Feng looked at each other, and they didn't expect this to happen. It's okay to lose all your skills. At worst, you can start practicing again. Zhou Ming has a solid foundation and can learn quickly. If a certain part of his body can no longer be used, That's the headache. If you lose your hands, you can't draw talismans, and if you lose your legs, you can't walk...

"Old man Xue, is there any remedy?" Wu Feng asked hastily.

"The old man has also researched some other methods, but he can provide some subsidies, but the effect is not great, but you two don't have to worry, if that boy Zhou Ming is really handicapped, the old man will try his best to cure him , it's just a matter of time." Ghost doctor Xue said in relief.

"Let's go, as long as Brother Xue does his best, Pindao believes in your medical skills. If you can't cure him, there is probably no one else in the world who has this ability." Daoist Qingfeng stretched out his hand and took the ghost doctor Xue's hand. The medicine box made a gesture of please.

(End of this chapter)