A 60 year old man came in slowly. The old man has white temples, wrinkled face, white beard to the chest, and a fairyland, just like the noble man described in Xiuxian novels. Standing next to him, a cute little Yi looks like his servant boy.

"Put out the smoke."

The old man said, with a trace of anger in his voice, though not very loud, but full of dignity.

Li ruohai listened and threw the cigarette to the ground, then rubbed it with his feet.

After stamping out the cigarette, Li ruohai is preparing to tell the old man about ye Ziheng, but before he has time to speak, he sees a shocking scene when he looks up.

Lu Jiang was holding a cigarette in one hand, pulling the old man's beard in the other, and looking impatient.

"Oh, ah, it's painful. My granddaughter is still here. I can't save face for me."

The old man said with pain on his face, before the prestige was gone, the expression on his face made people laugh.

Xiao Yi and Li ruohai on one side can't help laughing after seeing this scene.

"Don't make a fuss. Old ghost Li, help us to cure the disease. If we can't cure it this time, we will be in great trouble."

Lu Jiang said, loosening his beard, a face of color, not a bit of a joke.

On hearing this, the old man named Li Laogui knew that Lu Jiang was no longer joking with him. I'm afraid something really happened.

So he gently stroked his beard with his hand, and restored his face.

"Where is the patient and what kind of injury has he suffered?"

Li Laogui asked with a straight face.

But for these problems, Lu Jiang can only shake his head.

"I don't know. It should be poisoning, but it may not be a common poison. I haven't seen it, and I'm not a psychic. You'd better take a look at it yourself."

Said, back a step, will be behind the leaf constant exposed.

Seeing this, Li Laogui went to ye Ziheng, reached out his hand and touched both sides of his cheek. Then he took ye Ziheng's hand and began to feel ye Ziheng's pulse.

With ye Ziheng's pulse, Li Laogui's face is slowly becoming a little ugly.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jiang was worried and wanted to ask questions, but he was afraid that he would disturb old ghost Li's pulse, so he had to hold his words in his mouth.

After two or three minutes, Li Laogui with a dignified face pulled his hand back.

"How's it going?" Lu Jiang asked in a hurry.

Li Laogui looks at Lu Jiang, but he can't help sighing.

Lu Jiang sighs at Li Laogui, which is angry and afraid.

Damn it, I'll just let you tell me the situation. Can't you say it directly? Why do you have to sigh? Are you not happy if you don't worry me to death!

Li old ghost see Lu Jiang slightly angry appearance, also dare not say what more, directly told him the situation of Ye Ziheng.

"The child is really poisoned, but this poison is not easy to solve."

"Just tell me if there is any help."

Lu Jiang was too lazy to say these things, and asked directly.

Li shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

"It's hopeless."

Lu Jiang and Li ruohai on one side listen, the whole face suddenly becomes pale, the brain "buzzing" a burst of sound.

Li Laogui seemed to realize something when he saw this scene. After thinking for a long time, he said again.

"Well, let me make a statement. I just said that my strength is not enough and I can't save him. But if I'm a middle-class psychic, it should be very easy to save him. Moreover, at the rate of the toxin in his body, he will be safe for at least one month."

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