Supreme God of Medicine

Bentley luxury car passes through the village in the city.

Follow the second ring road and drive straight out of the city.

Sitting in the car, Qin Tian closed his eyes as if he were indifferent to where Feng Qingyan wanted to take him.

More than twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of an antique decorated manor.

"Click!"

Feng Qingyan gets out of the car and opens the door for Qin Tian himself.

"Here we are, sir!"

Qin Tian opened his eyes and didn't get out of the car in a hurry. He looked around and reflected the situation around him before he got off the car slowly.

"Is the little Lord here?"

Just then, an old and loud voice came from the manor yard.

The voice fell, and a dignified old man in a Zhongshan suit stepped out with excitement.

The appearance of this person really surprised Qin Tian.

Because he knows this person, it is rainy spring.

Little Lord?

Did he know who he was?

Qin Tian's face changed dramatically. His eyes were full of horror when he looked at the rain.

This... What are these two old guys doing?

"Did you invite me here?"

Qin Tian stood with his hands down, restrained his emotions, and asked indifferently in a voice like a God: "tell me something quickly. I'm homeless. I have to find a house to live in later!"

"Plop!"

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Yu Wanchun and Feng Qingyan knelt down directly to Qin Tian without saying a word. The two old guys trembled slightly. Looking at their emotions, they were very excited. They cried with tears: "young Lord, we have been waiting for you for eleven years!"

"You... What are you?"

"I'm Feng Qingyan, the eighth generation elder of xiabamai medicine hall. I'll see you, young Lord!"

"The old slave rain Wanchun pays a visit to the young Lord!"

"Boom!"

Shock, incomparable shock.

Qin Tian never dreamed that Yu Wanchun was a servant of the Ye family? And Feng Qingyan, a famous doctor known as a national hand, is an eight generation elder under the Ye family medical hall?

This

Qin Tian couldn't believe his ears. He couldn't believe what he saw was a fact. It was like a bolt from the blue, and he was numb when someone poured a basin of cold water from head to foot.

"Little Lord, you are incompetent. These years, you have suffered!" Yu Wanchun kept kowtowing, and his voice was slightly vibrational.

The sound fell and everyone at the scene was shocked.

The scene was silent.

"Get up and go in!" Qin Tianping said faintly to them.

With that, Qin Tian went straight into the manor. There were four big words hanging at the door: eight pulse medical hall.

Yu Wanchun and Feng Qingyan immediately got up. Their faces sank, their eyes scanned the whole audience, and said to everyone on the scene, "no one can tell the identity of the young Lord. If anyone leaks the news, I'll kill him myself!"

"Yes!"

The people at the scene immediately cheered.

They felt a bitter chill on the rainy spring.

I've never seen Yu Wanchun kneel to anyone. Just now, Yu Wanchun still knelt to welcome the young man. It's obvious that the young man in rags has an extremely terrible identity.

In yuwanchun's sharp eyes like a knife blade, everyone can't help feeling that the pores are creepy and the back spine is cold.

"Who the hell is he?"

"My God, does old rain call him the little Lord?"

"Shh!"

When yuwanchun and fengqingyan walked into the yard, the people around them whispered.

A silent action made the speaker shut his mouth immediately.

They knew very well that once they said something wrong, what was waiting for them was the end of death.

At the moment, Qin Tian stood in the hall of the medical hall, standing with his hands on his back, staring at a row placed in the center of the hall with tears in his eyes. On it, there were several words: the ancestor Ye Gong taboo the holy throne of King's landing.

Ye Junlin is a taboo of Qin Tian's grandfather. In this medical hall, Grandpa's holy throne is enshrined.

Can Qin Tian not be excited?

In an instant, Qin Tian's emotions were extremely complex, and thoughts of sadness, excitement and hatred poured in like a tide.

"Young Lord, old man, let us tell you: if you don't remember the book, you can remember it after reading; if you don't understand the meaning, you can understand it carefully; if you don't set your mind, you have no strength."

As soon as the voice of rain Wanchun fell, Qin Tian's tears could no longer be controlled from his eyes.

These words poked Qin Tian's pain.

"Grandpa..."

Qin Tian cried with tears.

It was only at this moment that he really understood grandpa's good intentions to send him away from Yuecheng.

The Ye family's medical skills are inherited. They preserve health with poison, treat diseases with poison, resist power with poison, and form the Qi of light needle with the power of true Qi. They are tangible and invisible. They can save people from the disease cave, use poison as medicine and Gu as needle. They can cure diseases and kill enemies. This is also the horror of the inheritance of the "eight pulse Gu needle".

"Little Lord, over the years, we have never given up tracking down the real murderer of the Ye family."

Yu Wanchun scolded himself, bit his teeth and said, "but we are incompetent. For more than ten years, there is still no progress, as if those people evaporated from the air!"

"The environment of this medical hall is good and quiet enough. It is the best place to treat patients!" Qin Tian seems to deliberately turn aside the topic. For Yu Wanchun, it seems that he doesn't intend to make any response at all.

It's about the blood feud of the Ye family. Qin Tian has experienced countless betrayals and bloody baptism. How could he pour out his money because of the kneeling of rain Wanchun and wind Qingyan?

"If you like it here, you can live here directly?" suggested Yu Wanchun.

"Yes, yes, I also have a lot to say to you, young Lord. If you can stay, there will be no patients who can't be saved as long as there is a young Lord in the treatment of patients. Secondly, you live here, which is also convenient for us to take care of your daily life. You have suffered so much over the past ten years, and it's time for you to accept all the medical industries of Ye family!"

When Feng Qingyan spoke, he was still very excited.

However, Qin Tiangang's sad mood has disappeared. At this time, his face is indifferent, and even his voice is extremely cold: "no, I have my own arrangement! And... I'm not your little Lord, you recognize the wrong person!"

"This..."

Yu Wanchun and Feng Qingyan look at each other, and they don't know why.

What exactly does that mean?

What's wrong with him? Is he angry?

The next second, Qin Tian's eyes fell on them.

"Little Lord, did we do something wrong?"

"If the little Lord punishes the two of us and wants to kill or cut, please deal with it. We have no complaints!"

"Plop!"

Rain Wanchun, wind Qingyan knelt at Qin Tian's feet again.

"Shua!"

Qin Tian waved with one hand, and with a terrible Qi, he directly picked up their bodies and stood up.

"Don't kneel. Did I say I would punish you? No? I just want to tell you that my surname is Qin. I'm the waste young master of the Qin family. My name is Qin Tian. I'm not the young master you said! Understand?"

"Hiss!"

They turned pale and took a breath at the same time.

They didn't expect that since Qin Tian could hold up two bodies weighing more than 100 kilograms with real Qi in his body.

The rain is dignified and full of incredible color.

If Qin Tian's strength had appeared more than ten years ago, the Ye family would not have suffered the disaster.

And Qin Tian's words were undoubtedly reminding Yu Wanchun and Feng Qingyan. They understood it in seconds and immediately hugged their fists and shouted to Qin Tian, "yes, Mr. Qin!"