Saint Ancestor of All Demons

The next day.

Outside Prince Qing's Mansion.

Prince Qing's Mansion, with its golden bricks and green tiles, is magnificent and magnificent. It covers an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers. It has jade and beautiful towers. There are gardens, green mountains and green lakes in the palace. It is located in one of the best areas in the imperial capital.

The gate tower is thousands of feet high and majestic.

Another medical notice was posted at the gatehouse. The reward for the medical notice has been increased to 50 million!

At the entrance of Prince Qing's Mansion, there was always a long queue of pharmacists.

A young man wearing a white robe with an extremely young appearance came outside the house and mixed in with the line of doctors.

"Quack, get out!"

At this time, a loud shout came from the mansion.

"ah……"

A man wearing a white pharmacist's robe was thrown straight out and fell out of Prince Qing's Mansion.

"Next, number fifty-two."

Someone in Prince Qing's Mansion shouted.

Another pharmacist waiting in line came in after being called.

"Hey, brother, what disease does King Qing have? So many people have been treating him for so long and no one can cure him."

The young man in white robe asked the pharmacist who was thrown out to help him.

The pharmacist stood up, patted his robe, and thanked him, "Little brother, you don't know yet, but all the meridians in Qing Wang's body have been destroyed. The damage is so serious that it cannot be restored by human power. Alas, .”

The pharmacist sighed and left carrying his medicine box.

"That's right, it seems that it was the injury that Elder Yang gave him back then." Xiang Chen thought to himself, and followed him to line up obediently.

In Prince Qing's Mansion, on the bed with brocade quilt and jade mat, a handsome and pale man was lying on the bed.

A pharmacist came in, took his pulse, and then said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, your illness is unknown..."

"roll!"

Before the man finished speaking, a powerful guard on the side knew what he was going to say and kicked him.

The pharmacist screamed and was kicked out.

"Damn it, these quack doctors, it seems they only have one sentence." The guard cursed.

"Is it true that this king can only become a useless person in this life? Ahem..." King Qing's face was pale and his words were weak.

"No, my lord, you will definitely recover."

Beside, a beautiful young woman wearing a green peacock dress held King Qing's hand.

"Hong Zhao, I am not willing to give in. How can I be willing to give up the status that I have fought for for many years to others?"

King Qing roared, his eyes bloodshot.

Cultivation is ruined, meridians are destroyed, and it is even difficult to take care of one's own life. Let alone fighting for the emperor, it is difficult to become a monk now.

The woman named Hongzhao's eyes were dim, but she could only say some words of comfort to him.

King You, who was injured at the same time as him, has recovered. After King Qing was deposed, King You's power and prestige in the imperial court immediately expanded to surpass King Qing.

"Doctor Li is here!"

However, at this time, there was a sound outside.

"It's Dr. Li. Dr. Li is back. Your Highness, you are saved." Hong Zhao said in surprise, and immediately got up to pick him up.

Outside, a middle-aged and elderly man wearing a green shirt, a long beard, and an air of immortality came in with a pretty girl in green clothes.

Li Luoshi, the first chief physician of the dynasty, had extraordinary medical skills. It was said that he had powerful medical skills of flesh and bones, and the living dead.

And he was also named the number one miracle doctor in the Zhongzhou Dynasty.

"Doctor Li, you have finally returned from your travels."

Hong Zhao came forward to see the ceremony and was extremely excited.

"Princess, I have kept you waiting for a long time." Li Luoshi clasped his fists and said, "Hurry up and let me check on the prince's illness."

"Yes, please come quickly, please come quickly." Hong Zhao quickly asked Li Luoshi to come in.

Li Luoshi came to the inner hall and stood in front of King Qing's bed. King Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Master Li, I'm sorry that I can't get up to pick you up in person."

"Your Majesty, please lie down quickly. What are you talking about? Don't say anything. I'll take your pulse first."

Li Luoshi came over and sat on a small stool nearby, without touching Qing Wang with his hand. Several threads shot out from his fingers, and suddenly wrapped around Qing Wang's pulse.

Suspense syndrome!

After Li Luoshi carefully examined it, he sighed and said, "The prince's injury was not caused by a mortal. The person who sustained this injury has a cultivation level that is rarely seen in the world. There is still such a terrifying sword intent in the meridians. It is known that the meridians , almost completely destroyed.”

Hong Zhao asked anxiously: "Can you cure me?"

Li Luoshi pondered for a moment and said: "I can recover 40 to 50%, so that the prince can walk normally, and his cultivation can be restored to 40 to 50%, but I'm afraid I won't be able to make further progress in his cultivation in the future."

"That's enough. Please help Mr. Li quickly." Hong Zhao was very happy after hearing this. This was the best answer for her after hearing so much bad news.

"It can't be cured, can't it be entered again..." There was still a hint of disappointment on Qing Wang's face.

"Pharmacist No. 60 came to consult."

At this time, the guard outside shouted.

"A bunch of quack doctors, what are you going to do with Dr. Li? Get them all kicked out." Princess Hongzhao shouted, she had heard enough of these pharmacists' incompetent words.

But outside the hall, an indifferent and confident voice came: "The sword injury, the sword intention has been stubborn and has not been transformed into the body, invading the lungs and heart veins. If I hadn't taken action, this old man would have been able to recover at most 40 to 50% of Qing Wang's recovery." , and I can make King Qing recover without leaving a trace of future troubles. However, since Prince Qing’s Mansion has this attitude towards doctors, it’s okay not to treat him.”

"Um!"

When Li Luoshi heard this, he looked outside the hall in surprise.

"Wait!"

Li Luoshi shouted.

"Friends from outside the palace, can you come in and have a debate?"

Princess Hongzhao asked in surprise: "Master Li, you..."

"This man spoke so loudly just now. I really want to see what he has the ability to say so confidently."

Li Luoshi said in a deep voice.

At this time, a person came in from outside the hall, an extremely young man.

"So young."

The girl in green frowned and shouted: "Boy, you are so loud. Did you just mean to say that your medical skills are better than my grandfather?"

The visitor was naturally Xiang Chen. When Xiang Chen came over, he ignored the girl in green and looked at King Qing on the hospital bed inside the bead curtain. He cupped his fists and saluted: "His Royal Highness, Tang Yu, I am sure to heal His Highness Qing Wang's injuries." , without leaving any consequences.”

Upon hearing this, King Qing turned to look at Xiang Chen and said in surprise: "Do you have a way to heal my injury?"

Li Luoshi and Princess Hongzhao were looking at this young man and felt that he was so young and unreliable.

"Yes, it can be cured and all cultivation levels can be restored, and it will not affect future practice." Xiang Chen said affirmatively.

Li Luoshi said: "My dear friend, you have such a loud tone. I wonder who the master is? How many levels of medicine master have you reached?"

Xiang Chen said calmly: "If we look at the cultivation level of a pharmacist, I am only a fourth-grade pharmacist."

"Fourth-grade pharmacist! You are really talking nonsense. Come on, get out of here!"