The Genius

At this time, Zhao also turned his eyes to Ye Tianlong.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Tianlong's face changed slightly, and his upright body arched subconsciously, like a sword out of a broken scabbard.

It turned out that when Zhao Di Tian looked at Ye Tianlong, ye Tianlong obviously felt that a strange and majestic force was pressing against him in the void.

That kind of feeling, as if, a Tathagata Buddha's Five Finger Mountain in the air, want to put him mercilessly under the mountain.

So ye Tianlong instinctively responded.

Seeing that ye Tianlong was bowing his body, Zhao didian steadied his body and stood still. His face was a little more surprised. He coughed again.

"Cough -"

with Zhao ditian's cough, ye Tianlong's body bowed down again, and his face was even more serious than just now.

"Young man, it's very good."

Zhao Di Tian suddenly took back all the pressure, wrinkles turned into a smile: "at a young age, you can reach the eight grade skill."

Zhan Qinglou is a little surprised. He didn't expect that ye Tianlong has the martial arts knowledge. He is excellent at both medicine and martial arts. Is he too good?

Ye Tianlong felt relieved and said with a wry smile, "in front of Zhao, is it not the part to be hanged?"

"You are modest I'm an old man. It's hard to walk now. How can I hang people? It's more like being hanged. "

Zhao did not have a bit of airs, and his speech was very straightforward, which immediately made Ye Tianlong feel a little more good. Then he heard the old man ask:

"do you have the sun medal? It looks a little young. "

Zhao ditian has a warm smile: "Elizabeth, Philip, Gustav Are you familiar with them? "

"I've had wine, I've had hot pot."

Ye Tianlong tossed out a sentence: "also played mahjong."

Zhan Qinglou's eyelids jump, and there's a touch of worry in his eyes. He's afraid that ye Tianlong's mouth will make the old man angry. When he gets rid of him, he will be in trouble.

Who knows, Zhao not only did not get angry, but also laughed: "interesting."

Ye Tianlong also threw out a sentence: "it's good to be young. Only when you are young can you have courage and will you not stick to conventions."

"In this way, we will not be afraid of hands and feet."

His eyes quickly swept over the old man's hands, feet, cheeks, neck, and found that there were red spots in the exposed places, one by one, itching.

There was a touch of curiosity in the old man's eyes

"A little bit."

As Zhan Qinglou pursed his lips, ye Tianlong stepped forward, leaped over the old man's head and swept over the Phoenix wood nearby:

"if those doctors and experts were not so conservative, old Qin didn't care too much for you. At least the erythema would have been relieved."

Zhan Qinglou was slightly pleased: "are you sure you can cure Zhao Lao's erythema?"

The old man said with a kind smile: "they have been struggling for many days, but it doesn't work. Can you get rid of this annoying thing?"

Ye Tianlong exhaled a long breath, went to the front of Zhao ditian, picked up his hand, and examined the red spot without hesitation.

When he grabbed the old man's wrist, Zhan brothel instinctively clenched his fist and made a conditioned rush forward, but he soon stabilized.

Ye Tianlong took a look at her and continued to look at the red spot with a brilliant smile.

Zhao did not respond. He let Ye Tianlong check it. Zhan Qinglou whispered: "doctor ye, what's up? Can it be cured? "

Ye Tianlong did not answer, just with his fingertips across the red spot.

Looking at the red spots one by one, the Phoenix wood in the distance, and the fragrance in the wind, ye Tianlong has an answer in his heart

at the same time, he has a natural respect for emperor Zhao.

He was very clear in his heart that the red spot itched to the extreme, even more itchy than the itching powder. Ordinary people could not resist it, but the old man stifled it.

Zhao ditian not only carried the itch, but also let himself talk like an ordinary person. Ye Tianlong was convinced by his determination.

This is an old man with amazing willpower.

Two minutes later, ye Tianlong put down the old man's hand and looked as calm as ever.

Without seeing the shaking head of other doctors, Zhan Qinglou trembled in his heart and asked subconsciously, "doctor ye, how is Zhao's condition?"

The old man put his hand back to the rocking chair and was very optimistic with a smile: "brothel, life and death by fate, don't be too persistent, I look down on it, you should not be stubborn."

Zhan Qinglou shook his head: "I can't see it lightly Yuan Jia is not indifferent No one else is indifferent. "

She looked at Ye Tianlong again, expecting a miracle: "doctor, is there any way? What can I do for you? "

"I can't give you an answer because I haven't felt the pulse and checked the other causes of my body for the time being."

Ye Tianlong face with self-confidence: "but this erythema, no problem, up to two hours can resolve."

Zhan Qinglou was surprised: "two hours? They have been working hard for a few days, and they have applied a lot of specialty drugs and imported drugs, but the effect is not very good. "Zhao ditian also narrowed his eyes, looking at Ye Tianlong's eyes, a little more fun.

"As I have said, if they lack the spirit, they will either be afraid of taking responsibility or care too much. Naturally, it will not work."

Ye Tianlong exhaled a long breath and looked at Zhan Qinglou with a faint smile: "can sister Qinglou make steamed buns?"

Zhan Qinglou was stunned, then nodded: "yes!"

"Take ten jin of the best flour and ferment it with yeast. When it's twice as big, choose ten steamed buns and make ten cabbage buns for me."

Ye Tianlong smiles quietly: "of course, I'll keep the rest of my hair and bring it here."

"Remember, it's about Zhao's illness. You must have a good face."

Battle brothel a face muddle than, don't know what ye Tianlong want to do, but still unconditional turn execution.

She is willing to do anything for the health of the old man.

After the figure of Zhan brothel disappeared, the old man on the rocking chair said with a smile: "take her away, do you have anything to say to me?"

"Mr. Zhao is very thoughtful, but I don't mean to take her away. I really need her to make steamed stuffed buns. You'll know all my intentions later."

Ye Tianlong pulled a chair and sat down. He reached for the old man's wrist and began to feel his pulse: "of course, I really don't want her here."

"You are very important to her. Like Mr. Qin, she cares too much about you."

He caught the pulse of the old man with his fingers: "if she stays here, it will disturb the deep conversation between you and me."

Zhao Di Tian smile is very gentle: "I now understand why you can appear here, and I believe you really have the sun medal."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Ye Tianlong smiles: "it's my honor to get your affirmation."

Zhao ditian sighed: "tell me, how much time do I have?"

He didn't ask if he had been saved, but how much time he had. He obviously knew his illness.

Ye Tianlong hesitated for a moment, then calmly welcomed Zhao's eyes:

"in the eyes of other doctors, you can live for three months at most..."