My Master is Lin Zhengying

The only things that can excite him are intractable diseases, as well as various potentials and constitutions of the body.

After finishing speaking, the old man stroked Nan Chen's hand excitedly.

With that appearance, it was as if he had seen a treasure, and he wished he could dissect Nan Chen for research.

It made Nan Chen feel hairy, and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Qianshouyao also felt a little out of control, and smiled awkwardly:

"Old man lost his mind, old man lost his mind.

Nan Chen actually has such a physique, the old man prescribes a few more medicines.

As long as you take it, you can recover within a few days. "

When Nan Chen heard this, he also showed excitement.

Recently, he will start to steal Xiaoyu's ashes.

So the sooner the body recovers, the better for him.

It would be great if he could recover within a few days.

So nodding repeatedly;

"Thousand-handed doctor, if that's the case, that would be great.

Junior thank you in advance. "

Qianshouyao smiled "hehe" and stroked his goatee:

"As a doctor, this old man treats diseases and saves lives, which is his duty.

Children, pen and paper. "

As soon as the words fell, a little boy standing behind the thousand-handed doctor said:

"It's the master!"

Then, from the medicine box, take out a pen and paper.

Qianshou Yao wrote a prescription of medicine in front of the stone table in public.

Let Nan Chen take the prescription and go get the decoction.

Nan Chen took the prescription and thanked him:

"Thank you, Thousand Hands Divine Doctor, how much is the consultation fee?"

But Qian Shou Yao waved his hand:

"No money, no money, I just want to ask my little friend for something."

"Things? The genius doctor said it's okay..."

Nan Chen spoke directly.

After all, my injury was healed by the other party. If I want something, it is not fatal.

Qianshou Yao smiled:

"Little friend Nanchen, I want a bowl of blood from you."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone present was stunned.

A bowl of blood?

What is this request?

Could it be that this old guy is a pervert, like a zombie, he likes to drink human blood?

Just when everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little puzzled.

But Qianshou Yao smiled "hehe", and said again with a fairy-like appearance:

"Don't misunderstand.

I want blood, purely for medical research.

Little friend Nanchen has a very strong recovery ability.

Then this ability must be hidden in the blood.

The old man is currently researching a new medical technique.

Blood is needed.

If successful, it will surely benefit others.

Therefore, the old man wondered if he could donate a bowl of blood after little friend Nanchen recovered from his injury? "

When everyone heard this, they were relieved.

They all praised the Thousand Hands Medicine.

As expected of a benevolent doctor, he always thinks about curing diseases and saving lives.

Although Nan Chen didn't understand.