"Ha ha, what is the Provincial TCM exchange conference? Even the gatekeeper is so vulnerable, what else can we talk about? I don't think you should exchange traditional Chinese medicine, but you should exchange your self-protection ability one by one. " After sneering coldly at the doorman, the thin, hoarse, middle-aged man's eyes searched in the crowd. After a while, his eyes fell on Xue Changdong in the crowd.

Standing in the same place, Xue Changdong did not move, of course, also saw him.

For a moment, the two people's eyes looked at each other, and there seemed to be some streamer sparks in the whole conference room.

Aware of the surging undercurrent between the two, Ling Wei's heart is also a bit of indescribable emotion. Just seeing the strange middle-aged man in front of her, her mind will churn with a feeling that even she is very strange.

The middle-aged man, who was as thin as firewood, not only had an ugly and strange face, but also had a dark and hoarse voice that others could not detect.

Aware of this single, Ling Wei stood still and watched him without strabismus.

Huang Qingming, President of Chengdu Chinese Medicine Association, suddenly changed his face. He quickly picked up the microphone and asked the middle-aged man, "Wu Xiaohui, what are you doing? Since you know that this Provincial TCM exchange conference did not invite you, why do you have to come in with high sounding? Is it hard to say that you have not done enough damage to our TCM exchange conference? "

Wu Xiaohui, the skinny middle-aged man who suddenly broke in, also gave a sinister smile after hearing Huang Qingming's words: "Huang Qingming, you shut up for me. No matter where you are, our witch doctors will come and leave if you want. You don't have so many qualifications to judge me. I'm curious about what kind of talents you have at this year's TCM exchange conference. "

Witch doctor?

Clearly capture these three words in the middle-aged man's mouth, Ling Wei's eyelids slightly lift, Mou Guang slowly looked at him.

When Fang Wenshan heard Wu Xiaohui's voice, he couldn't sit still any more. He stood up from his position and rushed into the crowd. Then he broke his head and came to Ling Wei. Looking at Ling Wei's slightly puzzled face, Fang Wenshan took a deep breath and introduced Ling Wei.

"Ling Wei, this man is extremely cruel. He is a member of the witch doctor family in our famous poison doctor family in southwest province. He didn't appear at last year's TCM exchange conference. He thought he would never appear in the future, but he didn't expect to come at this year's TCM exchange conference after all. He is a headache for all of us in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. "

Listening to Fang Wenshan's introduction, Ling Wei's doubts are deeper and deeper: "Dean Fang, what kind of existence is the witch doctor? Are they evil and cruel in their life? Since he was not invited to the TCM exchange conference, why did he have to show up? "

Ling Wei, who is also watching this witch doctor named Wu Xiaohui break in, doesn't quite understand.

As soon as Wu Xiaohui appeared, almost all the people present changed their faces.

Is this witch doctor so terrible? Even so terrible that the whole southwest province of traditional Chinese medicine are scared?

She was very curious.

"Sorcery is a kind of medical skill called witch doctor, which has been handed down for a long time in China. Even the whole Chinese medicine community is afraid of the witch doctors. Because our traditional Chinese medicine is mainly for curing diseases and saving people, but their witch doctors are mainly for poisoning people. "

With deep worry on his face, Fang Wenshan began to explain the history of the witch doctor to Ling Wei.

"Witch doctor is an independent organization. There are a large number of witch doctors, and they are all good at poisoning. They are not loyal to their medical skills, but loyal to money. Once someone is willing to spend money, they will be willing to work for the owner. You can do anything to poison people. "

While Fang Wenshan was talking, Mou Guang could not help looking at Wu Xiaohui over there.

In this southwest province, the only people who dare to create this traditional Chinese medicine exchange conference by themselves are probably the witch doctors.

Because all the people in the witch doctor sect are strange people with good skills, and the method of poisoning is even more strange. Generally, as long as the poison is given by the witch doctor sect, basically no other people from all walks of life can detoxify in China. This is the real reason why the witch doctor sect is so frightening.

But there is also a natural defect in the people of the witch doctor.

Once they have all kinds of abilities to release strange poisons, their faces will become as thin and dark as Wu Xiaohui.

Ling Wei quietly listens to Fang Wenshan's explanation, but the tumultuous feeling in her mind never dissipates.

Although we don't know when the witch doctor sect existed and how it became such a hoarse voice and ugly face, Ling Wei can be sure that the witch doctor sect must have something to do with teaching all the medical treasures to her soul.Because the moment Wu Xiaohui enters the conference room, Ling Wei is deeply aware of the surging feeling in her mind.

It was a very wonderful feeling, just like the ring on her little finger would be burning when she saw the person she needed to save.

Staring at Wu Xiaohui deeply, Ling Wei slowly reaches out her hand to touch the tail ring on her little finger, and asks in her heart: is the soul of the ring your old acquaintance? Why do I have such a strange feeling in my mind when I see him?

But it's clear that the eye and medical skills taught to her by Jiehun are all used by decent people. Why did the witch doctor sect become such an organization with the name of insidious?

"Wu Xiaohui, you'd better understand your current position. Even if the poisoning technology of all the people here is not as good as you, their medical skills can still be called the top ranking. Have you not thought about the consequences when you break into the TCM exchange conference without paying attention to all the people?"

Just when everyone was silent and staring at Wu Xiaohui, Xue Changdong, who was standing beside Ling Wei, suddenly moved his lips and said coldly.

"Xue Changdong, you are not qualified to talk to me."

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