Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 831 About Ten Days
It seems that now, Lu Pepe's speechless strange disease can be cured.

Zhang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about this."

Mr. Ouyang tapped his legs lightly with his fingers a few times, and said in thought: "I'll prescribe a prescription for you, and you go back to the pharmacy to grab the medicine and take it, and I promise to cure you."

"Thank you, Mr. Ouyang."

Zhang Ling nodded again and again, smiling happily.

Lu Peipei was also very excited. He clasped his hands together and bowed to Mr. Ouyang a few times to express his gratitude.

"You're welcome, it's just a small matter."

Mr. Ouyang waved his hand and said to Zhang Ling, "Do you have any paper and pen?"

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Ling quickly took out a pen and paper from his pocket, handed it to Mr. Ouyang, and thanked him again: "Thank you, Mr. Ouyang."

Old Man Ouyang didn't say a word, took it, thought for a while, the pen moved away, flamboyantly, wrote down the names of several medicinal materials, marked the weight and grams, handed it to Zhang Ling, waved his hand, and said: "Okay .”

Zhang Ling hurriedly took it carefully.

"Okay, let's go."

Old man Ouyang waved his hand and said casually.

"Thank you, old man."

Zhang Ling was about to leave when Lu Peipei suddenly gave him a look, blinked, and pointed to the sky.

Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, before realizing it, he said cautiously to Mr. Ouyang, "Mr. Ouyang, may I ask how long it will take for you to recover after taking the medicine?"

"Ten days or so, it will definitely be cured."

Old man Ouyang said casually.

"what?"

Zhang Ling was stunned when he heard the words, and blurted out, "About ten days?"

"Yes."

Old man Ouyang hummed, looked at him suspiciously, and said, "What's wrong?"

There was a wry smile on Zhang Ling's face, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Ouyang... This, this time is a bit too long!"

"It's been a long time?" Mr. Ouyang frowned, and said displeasedly: "You can try another doctor, this disease needs surgery for you, do you believe it or not?"

"I believe."

Zhang Ling said with a wry smile: "Before we went to the United States to see a doctor, the expert did say that we might need surgery."

"Then you think it's been too long?"

Zhu Hai who was on the side suddenly said: "Young man, some diseases can be cured without surgery, which is already good."

"Master, I didn't mean that..."

Zhang Ling quickly explained: "Pepe made a plan for her global tour a few months ago. The first stop is to be held here on Xiangjiang Island. The tickets are all sold out, and the time will be held in two days. ...If it takes about ten days to recover, then there is no way to explain to those fans at this concert."

"So it is."

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

"Master Ouyang."

Zhang Ling looked at Mr. Ouyang with pleading eyes, and said, "Can you increase the dose of the medicine a little bit, so that it can heal faster?"

"Bullshit!"

Mr. Ouyang raised his brows, and reprimanded him: "What does it mean to have more haste than to achieve, understand? The disease comes like a mountain, and the disease goes like a silk thread. This disease is easy to cure and difficult to cure. Her disease can be cured in about ten days. She was able to speak, which is very fast."

"Yes, if you go to someone else to cure your illness, it's still the same thing."

"Grandpa Ouyang's medical skills are among the best in the country. Since he said that it will take about ten days, that's the time. Don't be too greedy."

Several people in the living room frowned and said.

Although Lu Peipei couldn't speak, she could hear her. When she heard what everyone said, she shook her head again and again, and looked at Mr. Ouyang with pleading eyes.

"Master Ouyang, can't you think of other ways?"

Zhang Ling pleaded in a low voice.

"Her illness can be cured in about ten days, which is the fastest time."

Mr. Ouyang shook his head, and said lightly: "Since you are in a hurry, you shouldn't wait until now, but come earlier, so you won't encounter such troubles?"

Zhang Ling sighed, he knew in his heart that Mr. Ouyang was right, but the problem is that Lu Peipei just got such a strange disease suddenly a few days ago, without any warning before.

Seeing the appearance of the two, Zhu Hai frowned slightly, thinking to himself, anyway, these two are also his guests, if Mr. Zhao is here, maybe there will be some way.

But before he asked Zhao Yifan, Zhu Hai didn't know whether Zhao Yifan would agree. After thinking about it, he reckoned that he was just helping to cure a disease. Judging by Zhao Yifan's character, he probably wouldn't refuse.

"Two."

Zhu Hai thought for a while and said, "I do know someone. If he is willing to treat your illnesses, I think there should be some way."

"what?"

The person who spoke was not Zhang Ling, but Mr. Ouyang.

He looked at Zhu Hai in surprise, and said, "Old Zhu, what you said is true?" To be honest, Mr. Ouyang didn't really believe it.

"Haha, Ouyang, how can I talk about this kind of thing?"

Zhu Hai smiled, and jokingly said: "Besides, you, a 'medical master', are still sitting here, how dare I talk nonsense in front of you?"

What Zhang Ling and Lu Peipei didn't know was that the few people who were qualified to sit in the living room of the backyard villa were all practitioners of Taoism.

Just like those bosses listed on NASDAQ on the lawn outside the outer gate, even though they are rich, they are not qualified to sit here and chat with Zhu Hai and others.

The reason is very simple, because their so-called money, in the eyes of Zhu Hai and others, is nothing more than a number.

Take old man Ouyang as an example, he has the cultivation base of the fifth level of Qi refining. Although this cultivation level cannot be considered high, it is not low in the Xuanmen world, but the Ouyang family is the most powerful in the Xuanmen world. Famous or medical.

Their family now belongs to the Sanxiu family, but hundreds of years ago, they were also disciples of a sect. However, that sect disappeared with time and some changes. However, the family passed on all the Taoist spells he learned to the family members.

In this way, it has been preserved from generation to generation.

To put it bluntly, Chinese medical skills are actually a kind of Taoist magic, and mountain doctor fate divination all belong to Xuanshu.

This is the reason why the basis of Chinese medicine sounds very mysterious and mysterious, such as the division of yin and yang into human beings, the five elements of viscera, etc., the basis of which is plainly derived from the mystery.

And the Ouyang family's later money-making Baifanghong was developed by the current Mr. Ouyang.

The senior of the Ouyang family back then was actually not very skilled in cultivation, but he inherited the medical skills of the sect at that time, and his attainments in medical skills were very high, so the Ouyang family also had "medical masters" in the Xuanmen world. reputation title.

This is something that everyone here is well aware of.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, they only know that the Ouyang family's medical skills are very good, and they are inherited from their ancestors.

"Congratulations, old man!"

Hearing Zhu Hai's words, Lu Peipei's beautiful eyes glowed again, she hurriedly tugged Zhang Ling, bowed deeply to Zhu Hai, Zhang Ling pleaded beside her, "Then the expert you mentioned is here Where? Is there a way to contact him? Pepe's time is really tight, I hope you can help her."

"This expert will come today as well."

Speaking of this, Zhu Hai couldn't help showing a smug smile on his face. After all, Zhao Yifan was very proud of being able to agree to attend his birthday banquet. , I'll tell him and see if he agrees."

"Oh?"

"what?"

When everyone present heard the words, they all showed expressions of astonishment.

Zhu Hai has a cultivation base of the sixth level of Qi Refining, and he can be regarded as a master in the Taoist world.

Of course, it can only be one side.

But among all the people here today, the person with the highest cultivation level is Zhu Hai.

Logically speaking, the Taoist people who came to Zhu Hai's birthday banquet are all very well-connected people. Under normal circumstances, they must give Zhu Hai some face, but they can be respected by Zhu Hai as an old man, and listen to his tone. The other party does not seem to necessarily agree.

Then this person has a very big background.

After Zhang Ling and Lu Peipei were surprised, they nodded repeatedly to apologize, and Zhang Ling quickly said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhu."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me."

Zhu Hai waved his hand and said with a smile: "I can only tell you a little bit for you. As for whether the old man is willing to help, that's his business."

"I wish you are too polite, old man."

Zhang Ling didn't take it seriously, he just thought it was Zhu Hai's kind words, he said with a smile: "If you come forward, he will definitely agree."

"Old Zhu, who is this person you're talking about?"

Old man Ouyang was very curious and couldn't help asking.

"That's right, I wish you, old man, don't be a fool when you are old."

A few middle-aged people next to him laughed, and they were also very curious.

"Hehe, it's Zhao Yifan, Teacher Zhao."

Zhu Hai didn't give a shit, and said it happily.

"Zhao Yifan?"

"Zhao?"

Old man Ouyang and the others glanced at each other, "Who is he?"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man's body trembled, and he said in surprise, "Master Zhu, could it be that this Teacher Zhao you're talking about is that Elder Zhao from the Xuanmen Administration Bureau?"

"Yes."

Zhu Hai nodded and said with a smile, "That's him."

"hiss……"

The middle-aged man suddenly took a deep breath, looked at Zhu Hai with a look of admiration after being shocked, and said, "Master Zhu, you are so proud of yourself that Elder Zhao even came to attend your birthday Yan, this is really amazing!"

(End of this chapter)