Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

At this time, the sound of the TV downstairs came faintly.

[Interrupting an urgent news, an extremely dangerous mental patient appeared in Florida this morning, wearing a bird's beak mask, it looks like a medieval plague doctor, very aggressive, and the number of people attacked has reached as high as dozens , Citizens please stay away as soon as possible when you encounter it, now the police.]

Luo Qing paused and was a little speechless. After saying hello to Tru, he walked out of Papa's antique shop.

After thinking about it, his body gradually became invisible and faded away.

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Florida, suburbs.

"Oh, why are you so disobedient? They are ordinary people and don't need to be reformed!"

The old man yelled angrily at the epidemic doctor who was still doing the operation.

On the ground, people who were spliced ​​together were lying on the ground one by one. It looked like there were seven or eight people, making this place even more terrifying.

"Sir, although I admit that you are healthy, these people are not healthy. I need to clear the disease. Also, don't try to attack a doctor like I just did. After all, I need my life to bring salvation to this world .”

The epidemic doctor's voice was very hoarse, but full of gentleness.

"They are just ordinary creatures, some diseases are understandable, and just one cold needs to be reorganized?" Dad shouted again.

But the dried puffer fish in his hand never emitted green light again. He is a majestic archmage, but he can't beat this doctor

Thinking of the scene where the magic was directly chopped up by the scalpel just now, the old man was very helpless.

"Sir, you can't see many diseases. Although you don't understand what doctors do, these people do have more than five diseases."

The epidemic doctor took out a needle from his pocket and sewed it up with the accompaniment of screams.

The murmuring in a low voice made the old man even more angry. He couldn't help but took two steps forward and asked loudly: "But did you ask them if they would like to? How can they live after you transform them into this state?"

The epidemic doctor's hands didn't stop at all, and he was still working, but his voice became a little colder, and a strong sense of oppression hit the old man instantly.

"Appearance is not worth mentioning compared to life. No creature has died under my operation. They can live longer without diseases on their bodies."

"Master, don't try to challenge a doctor's bottom line. It is a doctor's duty to treat illnesses."

The old man paused, recalling the records of these lunatics in ancient books, he gritted his teeth, and the dried puffer fish in his hand glowed green again.

At least in this era, epidemic medicine must be restricted.

Imagine a freak with a beak mask in the middle of the city, dismembering and reassembling a person without anyone watching, how much panic would this cause?

Although Chaofan has been recovering now, it is basically impossible for ordinary people to maintain the status quo, but... he still wants to try.

Just when he was preparing to accumulate magic successfully, a solemn voice sounded: "Plague doctor."

The old man paused, turned around, and a guy in black and white robes, a white mask, black eyes, and an aura of order appeared not far away.

Why is this here?

There was a trace of unwillingness in the old man's eyes. The magic power was recovering, but his strength could not always stand at the forefront of the world. These revived ancient monsters, or the rookies who seized the opportunity, were beyond his control.

The epidemic doctor paused and didn't look back, but sped up the movements in his hands, and a humanoid creature was gradually spliced ​​into shape in his hands.

As he took out a small white bottle from his arms, he evenly sprinkled an unknown medicinal powder on the spliced ​​person.

The next moment, the person who was just a corpse actually had a heartbeat, and a kind of vitality was emerging.

There was a hint of amazement in Luo Qing's eyes. Although the treatment methods of the epidemic doctors were very cruel, it must be said that few people could match their medical skills.

After finishing all this, the epidemic doctor looked at the fainted stitcher tenderly, and murmured: "There are so many diseases in this world, what should we do without a doctor?"

After he finished speaking, he stood up and turned around slowly. The orange eyes of the bird's beak mask ignored his father and looked at Luo Qing. His tone was full of pity and compassion. He approached slowly, and said hoarsely but gently: "This Mr. Saint, you... are sick!"

The worried father suddenly paused, and took a few steps back silently. If these two fight, he can laugh out loud at whoever dies, and of course he won't stop it.

A strong sense of crisis appeared in Luo Qing's heart. At this moment, he seemed to be locked in by the whole world, and there was no chance of him leaving.

But since Luo Qing came, he never thought about leaving.

The eyes of order looked at the epidemic doctor peacefully, and said in a gentle tone: "No, Mr. epidemic doctor, it's not that I'm sick, but the world is sick."

The epidemic doctor paused, and he slowly looked up at the sky, his hoarse voice was full of approval and joy: "Have you seen it too? The world is indeed sick, but I can't heal it, and you need one very badly." doctor."

Luo Qing paused, thinking about the records about the epidemic doctor, his tone was slightly fanatical: "No, you are wrong, Mr. epidemic doctor, it is great for you to save lives, but the world also needs its exclusive doctor, which can make him Get well soon."

Luo Qing's body floated up slightly, and he pointed his finger at the urban area of ​​Florida, and said in a passionate tone: "Look, the world is full of damage, and people can no longer heal themselves with magic power.

Almost everyone has a disease, how much will this increase the workload of epidemic doctors?Only when the world is healed can people be truly healed. "

The epidemic doctor paused again, looking at Luo Qing in a different way, the joy in his tone was amplified, and he couldn't help but fly up.

He and Luo Qing looked towards the city: "Mr. Saint, you are the most insightful patient I have ever seen, but you don't understand doctors.

As a qualified doctor, it must be our dereliction of duty to have so many patients. No matter how many patients there are in this world, I will pay for our dereliction of duty. "

There was also a rare touch of enthusiasm in the voice of the epidemic doctor when he spoke: "I believe that with my continuous efforts, a world without diseases will eventually come."

Luo Qing paused for a moment, turned her head to look into the eyes of the epidemic doctor, and said in a sincere tone, "Will the world you describe really exist?"

The epidemic doctor smiled and said firmly: "Of course there will be Mr. Saints, as long as I persevere, there will be that day."

But Luo Qing did not agree, he shook his head lightly: "No, Mr. Epidemic Doctor, you are wrong again, if you follow your thinking, that world will never come."

The epidemic doctor paused, the smile under the mask slowly disappeared, and his tone gradually became cold: "What do you mean? Are you saying that a doctor's persistence is wrong?"

Luo Qing shook his head slightly, and then asked: "No, no, Mr. Epidemic Doctor, think about it carefully, how many operations can you perform in a day?"

The epidemic doctor thought for a while, and the small scalpel in his hand flashed a cold light, and he replied coldly: "About a thousand, well, Mr. Saint, your illness can't be delayed, we will continue talking when you recover. "

Luo Qing didn't stop the plague doctor from approaching, and asked softly: "In this world with low magic power, almost every creature has a disease, and the human race alone has hundreds of thousands of newborn babies a day, how do you make that disease-free world come?" ?”

The epidemic doctor paused, and his brain began to think quickly. Soon, he said firmly: "I will train a lot of doctors. When we have more doctors, our dream will definitely be realized."

There was a smile under Luo Qing's mask, and he continued to ask: "Of course, I am very sure of this, but what about the doctors you train? You are performing operations all the time, and you don't have time to train doctors at all."

The epidemic doctor was lost in thought again, and he murmured: "Everyone here is troubled by disease, I can cure them, and then teach them medical skills, I can."

Luo Qing's tone became more and more gentle: "Mr. Epidemic Doctor still doesn't understand. Think about it, with such a low concentration of magic power in the world, can you really cultivate excellent epidemic doctors?"

"Think about those patients who obviously had a disease, but died because the doctors couldn't catch them."

Luo Qing took the initiative to approach the epidemic doctor, and asked in a very soft tone: "If the doctor has no ability to control the patient, how can he be an excellent doctor?"

The epidemic doctor's thoughts were a little confused, and he thought of the previous training.

I also thought of what his master once told him: patients are poor, we doctors need to give them the greatest mercy, don't get angry because of the patient's resistance, those are poor people who have been harmed by the disease, as a doctor, All diseases must be cleared to qualify.

But now, if he can't teach good doctors, then he will definitely let many patients not be treated because of the control of the disease

How can that be?That's the doctor's negligence!How can you watch life disappear in front of a doctor?

Feeling the increasingly chaotic thoughts of the epidemic doctor, Luo Qing's tone became extremely serious: "The world is sick, and it is full of holes. This is the cradle of disease birth, Mr. Epidemiologist."

The epidemic doctor raised his head in a daze, his orange eyes were a little confused, and he murmured, "Is that so?"

Down below, the old man's eyes gradually widened, watching the two people getting closer and closer, why did they suddenly become harmonious?

Luo Qing smiled, and he said very, very sincerely: "Mr. Epidemic Doctor, have you...understood the duties of the Saints of Order?"

"I'm a doctor too!"

Chapter 92 World Doctor

The epidemic doctor raised his head, looked at Luo Qing blankly, and murmured with confusion in his eyes: "Aren't you madmen who can only create disputes? And you are still sick, how can you be called a doctor? If a doctor can't heal himself, so what?" called a doctor?"

As he said that, the epidemic doctor's eyes gradually became clear, and his tone gradually became cold: "Patients are not allowed to lie, this will affect the doctor's judgment, let's start the treatment!"

Luo Qing didn't panic at all, and said gently: "The duty of epidemic doctors is to save all living beings, and the duty of saints is to save the world. Why can't I be called a doctor?"

"Think about it, when the saints of order are here, will the world be sick? Are there so many ordinary creatures? Will everyone in the human race be plagued by disasters?"

Luo Qing asked softly, causing the epidemic doctor's sober eyes to fall into thought again.

"Although the epidemic doctor has not existed for as long as the saints, I think you should also have records. What is the world like after the saints disappear? Are there more and more doctors and patients?"

Luo Qing guided this epidemic doctor who was a little confused because he couldn't feel his companion at all, and seemed to be able to read his mind.

The epidemic doctor looked at Luo Qing's attire, and gradually lowered his raised hand. Although what the saint said may not be completely true, it is indeed the case.

He recalled the saints in the records. After being wiped out by the fire demon group, no one would care about the annexation of small forces by big forces.

No one started a war, and various forces developed rapidly, gradually becoming super-large forces, and the number of creatures on various planes increased sharply, and their strength seemed to increase like crazy.

At first, everyone thought that this was the arrival of the prosperous age, and the moths in the world were cleared away.

But this prosperity only lasted for 300 years, and a war broke out between the two super-large forces.

This level of war is bigger than ever before, and the war has gradually intensified, implicating the unshakable Eight Great Empires.

Perhaps it was because the friction between gods and demons became more and more intense, or perhaps it was because the territory of the source and demons was inviolable. When the invincible and terrifying demon appeared on the battlefield, the war escalated, and the sources all ended one after another.

Immediately afterwards came the coming of the gods, followed by the collapse of the major planes.

All of this seems to have nothing to do with the lunatics of the saints of order, but it got out of hand after the saints disappeared.

The prosperous age came so quickly, but it also decayed so easily, as if the world at that time could not accommodate that level of power.

But God doesn't seem to care that much.

"A saint. Also a doctor?" The epidemic doctor looked blankly at his own death robe, and then at the black and white holy robe on Luo Qing, his tone full of confusion.

Luo Qing didn't care about his father's increasingly dull expression, and decisively dragged the epidemic doctor and flew out.

After returning to San Francisco, Luo Qing randomly found a suburb, broke into an Asian house, pointed at the frightened head of the household and asked, "Do you think he is sick?"

The epidemic doctor was confused, looked carefully with his orange eyes, then nodded, and muttered like a few treasures: "Slight flu, severe lung pollution, mild neurasthenia, insomnia, cold legs, too weak body, and more."

"Enough is enough..." Luo Qing kept smiling, then turned around, and before the resident reached for the gun from the drawer, the light of the horse charm flickered and patted him on the shoulder.

Turning to ask the epidemic doctor: "Would you like to see it now?"

The confused eyes of the epidemic doctor gradually widened. He looked at Luo Qing and then at the head of the household, and murmured: "He is already a healthy human race. How did you do it without surgery?"

The way he looked at Luo Qing gradually became kind, just like a studious doctor looking at his teacher back then.

"You are treating sentient beings, we are treating the world, but their responsibilities are different, but they are all excellent doctors." Luo Qing smiled, leading the epidemic doctor out in an easy-going tone.

Both of them didn't pay attention to the gunshots behind them and the action of the head of the household calling the police.

These are poor people who are sick and sick, and it is right to vent.

The epidemic doctor nodded in approval, and looked at Luo Qing with more kindness. He thought, if the saints of order and the epidemic doctor could sit down and chat in ancient times, maybe they could become good partners, right?