Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Chapter 178 Taishang Laojun: You are still a doctor?
King Zhu Zi is really scared.

In the past, the doctors in the palace, although they were not optimistic about their illness in the end, they would not prescribe medicine indiscriminately, and it was fine to honestly say that they were incompetent.

But this monk obviously wants to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor!
Tang Sanzian frowned slightly, looked at King Zhuzi and said, "What do you mean by this? Is it possible that I can still kill you?"

"Forehead……"

King Zhu Zi licked his chapped lips, and said with fear on his face: "This...how should I put it, I think..."

Seeing King Zhuzi hesitating and hesitating, Tang Sanzan said impatiently: "My lord, pour the medicine directly!"

"Got it!"

Taishang Laojun, who had never noticed any illness, immediately took out a second-grade golden elixir refined from a silver horn.

Although it is a defective product, it is definitely not a problem for a mortal to eat it to strengthen his body.

"Eat! Give it to me!"

It is impossible for Laojun to do things like feeding people medicine himself, so he summoned his boy Yinjiao.

I saw Yinjiao forcefully opened King Zhuzi's mouth, and the golden core immediately rolled down into his throat.

Tang Sanzian said with a smile: "Taking medicine is such a wonderful thing."

King Zhu Zi was lying on the sickbed with blank eyes, like a badly played mouse.

Tired, destroy it!

At this moment, he no longer expected to survive.

I just regret why I didn't prepare the imperial decree in advance.

Thinking that the ancestor's foundation might fall into the hands of the national teacher, King Zhu Zi burst into tears in despair.

"Grass, why are you crying?"

"If you're not sick, get up and take two steps."

As the medicinal power of the golden elixir turned into a warm current and entered the body, King Zhu Zi only felt that he had gained some strength out of thin air.

But the depression lingering in my heart still hasn't eased.

"Oh, I just said no, right?"

King Zhu Zi's face was pale, and then he said with some fear: "I said you are quack doctors, go away, I can't treat this disease well!"

These people are obviously not serious people.

He didn't want to see them any more.

Tang Sanzan's face froze, and he said immediately: "Damn, what kind of disease is this, why do you have to let me take a look at it for you personally?"

When King Zhu Zi heard this, his whole body twitched uncontrollably.

Especially when seeing Tang Sanzan's ferocious round face, it was as if he saw a devil, and his two arms quickly retracted into the quilt.

It seemed that only the quilt could give him a sense of security.

"This... Holy Monk, I know my own body well, I don't think it's necessary to look at it again, just let me die!"

The king closed his eyes, saying that he didn't want Tang Sanzan to do anything.

If he feeds himself something again, he will die if he doesn't die today.

Taishang Laojun also looked at Tang Sanzong with a surprised look on his face, and couldn't help but ask: "You...you can still treat people?"

To be honest, apart from seeing that Tang San had the potential to be a bandit, Taishang Laojun really didn't see that he was a doctor.

What's more, Tang San was buried all the way to the west, even the monsters on the road were not spared, and he could still cure diseases and save people?

Who can believe this?
The most important thing is that this is the first time for his old gentleman to see Tang San doing something useless!

"You do not believe?"

Tang Sanzan saw the puzzled expression of Taishang Laojun, and asked coldly.

"In this case, the poor monk will bet you one hundred thousand elixir."

Taishang Laojun said angrily: "I even have the alchemy furnace with you, what other elixir can I gamble with?"

"Forehead……"

Tang Sanzun wiped his big bald head, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm used to it. If I don't gamble, I always feel a bit at a loss."

Taishang Laojun shook his head disdainfully: "Then you go and try, don't be ashamed of not being able to save him."

Tang San smiled a little.

Under King Zhu Zi's horrified gaze, he forcibly pulled his arm out of the bed.

The finger landed on the king's pulse involuntarily, and the medical skills rewarded by the system automatically gave the corresponding diagnosis result.

Seeing that Tang San was buried in a decent way, Taishang Laojun asked curiously: "How is it?"

Although King Zhu Zi had a depressed face, he was also very curious in his heart, what is his illness?

Tang Sanzan frowned slightly, then sighed again.

"Your disease is indeed a rare disease in the world. If it is treated properly, it can be cured. If it is not treated properly, I am afraid that there will not be many days to live!"

"what?!"

King Zhu Zi's face turned purple with fright, and asked hastily, "Is my disease already this serious?"

Taishang Laojun muttered: "Don't you say that on purpose to win me?"

"What are you talking about? Can I, Tang San, be this kind of person?"

"Does the doctor understand the benevolence?"

Good guy, this will make you a doctor benevolent.

When I planted the Devil Heart Seed against me, I didn't see you showing any kindness.

If I hadn't experienced it, Laojun, I would have almost been deceived by you.

The conversation between Tang Sanzan and Laojun fell into the king's ears, but it felt more and more unreliable.

After hesitating for a moment, the king said weakly: "Holy Monk, otherwise... or else this disease will still be incurable?"

Although I don't have many days.

But he hoped that in the last period of his life, he could at least die peacefully.

Tang Sanzian frowned, looked at King Zhuzi, and said in a cold voice: "You don't believe me?"

"I believe it, but...but I'm afraid I'll die."

"Damn! You still don't believe me?"

The king looked at Tang Sanzan with a fierce look on his face, his lips twitched twice, and he didn't dare to speak again.

It's not that I don't believe you.

In fact, you will fight and kill as soon as you come in.

Obviously unreliable?
Which medical team threatened the patients with weapons when treating the sick and saving the lives?
What's more, I heard your conversation clearly just now, even if I am not sick, I will be scared out of illness by your treatment.

Tang Sanzan rolled up his sleeves, and said immediately: "Damn it, I have to be cured today!"

Hearing this, the king closed his eyes tightly and lay down on the bed with a look of despair.

It seems that today...

My king, my death is imminent...

Tang Sanzun immediately said: "I, this holy monk, never lie to others when he treats illnesses and saves people. If my prediction is correct, your illness is called lovesickness. It is a mental illness caused by missing your loved ones!"

The king's closed eyes suddenly opened...

Tang Sanzan continued: "Let me guess, the person you miss should be the Empress of Jinsheng Palace who was taken away by Sai Taisui three years ago?"

"When will you switch to fortune-telling..."

Taishang Laojun listened to Tang Sanzhu's foolish words, and just wanted to refute.

But when he saw the king lying on the bed, he suddenly straightened up and his eyes were as wide as bells.

"Holy Monk, you... how could you..."

Tang Sanzan smiled slightly: "Your introduction to the medicine is Empress Jinshenggong!"

Seeing the king's reaction, Taishang Laojun fell into deep thought.

This guy……

Can it really heal?
Mental illness?
I have lived for so many years, and I have never heard of any mental illness!
This can't help but make Lao Jun feel a little bit frustrated...

It’s okay to be stronger than yourself, so why are you stronger than yourself in every aspect?
Damn, so annoying!
(End of this chapter)