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Chapter 185: A Famous Doctor In The Capital



Chapter 185: A Famous Doctor In The Capital

All of them are old men.

No one can earn a living by becoming a famous doctor in this three-acre land in the capital.

Many of them were either ancestors who were imperial physicians, or simply imperial physicians who left the palace in old age.

It can be said that they are a group of people with the best medical skills in Dali.

Look, smell, ask, cut.

You don't need to look at the last three, but look at the first one, and it's pretty much the same.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to step forward.

If you touch someone and you are sure to hang up, what do you say?

Said it was hopeless?

You can see whether Feiyuwei's knife agrees or not.

This gang of killers never blinks when they kill people.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and see a doctor. If anything happens to my lord today, I'll chop up all of you and feed them to the dogs!"

Sure enough, a Flying Fish official roared.

When all the doctors heard this, they immediately began to tremble again.

Sure enough, being caught by the Flying Fish Guard will definitely be a bad thing, regardless of whether you were caught for committing a crime or they begged you to do something.

Twelve or thirteen people are almost eight hundred years old together, how can they stand such a scare.

One fell to the ground limply on the spot, and fainted from fright.

Two sat on the ground and three peed their pants.

In a word, more than one-third of it was abolished.

"Ji Chengliang, is there something wrong with you?" The iron mace catcher Yu Wenjing glared at Ji Chengliang, and said, "What's the use of scaring them?"

Yu Wenjing went to Lingshanwei to deal with the treacherous ship incident. The matter was a bit tricky. Just when he had some clues, Di Lu entered the customs. Shen Lian issued three warrants in a row to summon him back to Beijing, and he hurried back.

Ji Chengliang's face was livid, but he didn't refute.

The faces of all the doctors looked better now, Xindao finally met a reasonable one.

However, before they relieved their breath, Yu Wenjing said again: "Don't listen to him, we will let you be buried with adults at most, and you won't be chopped up to feed the dogs, just don't worry."

All the doctors: "..."

This is Feiyuwei, and being buried with him is the greatest tenderness.

Life is worse than death, and brutal torture is normal.

"What are you still doing in a daze, you, go up to see a doctor." Ji Chengliang saw a group of people dawdling, and angrily pointed at a doctor with four square ping scarves on his head.

The doctor's surname is Qiao, and his ancestors were imperial physicians, and his name is Qiao Daosan.

Who is Qiao Daosan?

It appeared in the previous article, and it was the one who got Xu Changshou to go to Xiaohonglou to vent his anger after taking a kickback from Xiaohonglou.

Should I say it or not.

Taking kickbacks is bad medical ethics, Dr. Qiao's medical skills are nothing to say.

One of the best in this group.

Qiao Daosan was cornered at once, and it would be impossible if he didn't get up.

I can only pray that Master Shen Lian can have a miracle in his heart, otherwise today's 100 catties of meat will be considered an confession.

Stepping forward, tremblingly clasped Shen Lian's wrist.

On the first pulse, Qiao Daosan's heart sank to the bottom.

Tendons ruptured, qi and blood flowed backwards, and the most frightening thing was that a very powerful qi surged through Shen Lian's body, destroying his last sliver of vitality over and over again.

The pulse was almost non-existent, and the breathing was almost gone.

God.

This is not a person, this is a corpse, almost buried.

Dr. Qiao felt dizzy for a while, fell to the ground with a plop, and passed out.

When Ji Chengliang saw it, his eyes almost popped out.

Everyone knows why, but no one wants to admit it.

"You, go up!"

This time without Ji Chengliang's greeting, Yu Wenjing jumped up and pointed to another doctor.

This doctor, surnamed Wen, was an old imperial physician in the palace, and quit the court because he was tired of the court's intrigue.

Dr. Wen walked forward tremblingly, feeling his pulse.

Before putting his hand on it, he didn't take two breaths, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Ji Chengliang pulled out all the knives, gritted his teeth and pointed to the next one, "You, go!"

Next, continue.

Take your pulse and faint!

Another one.

Feel the pulse, then faint.

Good guy, it only takes a short while to come and go.

I don't know if Shen Lian will survive, but these doctors lie down in a pile first.

A crowd of gods suddenly erupted.

The God of Eagle Claws was furious, and roared: "Come on, I'll chop off all these useless old bastards, now!"

With one order, no one dissuades.

Feiyu sent someone to take orders immediately, and with a clang of more than a dozen Xiuchun knives out of their sheaths, they were about to cut people down.

"what!!"

"Don't~~"

"Keep people under the knife!"

"Help!"

"..."

Nice guy, another nice guy.

In the blink of an eye, these doctors rolled up from the ground again, including the one who Ji Chengliang said was going to chop up and feed the dogs.

Co-authored ~ all pretended.

It is worthy of being an old and old fritters from a circle.

The body has no colorful phoenix and double flying wings, but the heart has a tacit understanding.

A circle of Flying Fish Guards looked dumbfounded, and after realizing it, they all gritted their teeth.

"Old miscellaneous hair!" Ji Chengliang stepped forward and picked up Qiao Daosan, put the Xiuchun knife directly on his neck, and shouted angrily: "Tell me, what about my lord?"

Qiao Daosan really cried this time, and Xindao was not the leader, why did he always catch me first.

But with the knife on his neck, he could only tell the truth: "Master Shen's veins are exhausted, and his Qi and blood are retrograde. There is really nothing we can do."

"Then what's the use of me arresting you." Ji Chengliang made a gesture to chop him off.

"stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout came.

All the gods turned their heads together, only to see a one-eyed, flesh-faced flying fishman walking slowly towards this side, with seven gold-plated copper coins shining brightly on his chest.

Thousands of households in the cremation hall, chief, Tu Baishou.

The gods' expression changed slightly.

Tu Baishou was an extremely non-existent person in Feiyuwei, he didn't care about anything except the stall in the cremation hall.

But no one in Feiyuwei dared to underestimate him, even Shen Lian was polite to him.

There is only one reason, Tu Baishou's strength is ranked second in Feiyuwei, and it is the second without any controversy, and his internal strength is at its peak.

Tu Baishou walked into the room, glanced around, and said, "You all go out."

"Tu Qianhu, you..." Ji Chengliang hesitated.

"If you don't want Mr. Shen to die, let's all go out." Tu Baishou said coldly.

Ji Chengliang swallowed and nodded quickly.

There is no way to do it with medical skills, and a master with the pinnacle of inner strength may be able to find another way.

Besides, there is no other way at the moment.

So Ji Chengliang took the lead, and all the arresters and doctors went out to wait, and Ji Chengliang even closed the gate.

Seeing this, Tu Baishou's cold face immediately eased, and he smiled slightly.

Turning around and taking a look at Shen Lian, he put his hand under his armpit, rubbing it forward and backward, and pulled out a ball from his armpit.


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