The host, she slag the whole book villain

Chapter 95 The host is a monk (22)

White Snake was unwilling, she was very reluctant to part with Xu Xian, but seeing Xiaoqing's face full of fear, she hesitated, and said:

"Xiaoqing, why don't you go."

"No, if my sister doesn't leave, I won't leave either. I don't believe it. The two of us with a combined cultivation base of more than 3000 years really can't deal with a mortal!"

Seeing that the white snake would not leave, Xiaoqing decided to stay without any hesitation.

Even if he can't even do ordinary little green snakes, as long as he can stay with his sister, it doesn't matter.

Turning her head sideways, Xiaoqing looked at the white snake with firm eyes, and a complex color flickered deep in her eyes.

White Snake didn't notice Xiaoqing's strangeness, so he sighed and didn't say anything.

It's good that Xiaoqing stays, she can be regarded as a helper.

Regardless of whether the expert is Fahai or not, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, and there is always a way.

But right now, White Snake felt a lump in her heart, making her uncomfortable.

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Ever since the people of Linzhitang told everyone that they had developed the prescription and distributed it for free, Linzhitang has been bustling from morning to night, and almost everyone has been so busy that they have never had a drink of water. Church.

"Doctor Song, you are really the benevolent doctor of Hua Tuo's reincarnation. I thank you on behalf of my son Xiaohu."

The man was very excited. Hearing that Lin Zhitang had developed a prescription for a strange disease, he and his wife were worried that the medicine would be expensive, but they didn't expect it to be free.

Sure enough, there are still many kind-hearted people, just like the emerald girl who introduced needlework to his wife.

It turns out that the girls in the Land of Fireworks are not as humble as the common people think.

Just like what his wife said, but mortals have a way, who would spoil themselves in that kind of place.

In the final analysis, it is still difficult for people in this world.

Simply, kind-hearted, or most.

"It's not that I'm good, it's that Master Fahai is good. Well, you can take the medicine home and give it to Xiaohu."

Doctor Song replied with a smile, not taking credit at all.

The doctor is benevolent. He has practiced medicine for most of his life. What he likes to see most is the appearance of the patient after healed. There is nothing more healing than this.

Finally, at nightfall, the last person who came to fetch the medicine also left, and several doctors and apprentices also left, Doctor Song beat his tired and stiff waist, and went to close the door of the medicine shop.

The last door was closed, and Doctor Song turned around to take the bolt. The wooden door was blown open by the wind, and a thin white figure quickly squeezed in along the crack.

After plugging in the bolt, Doctor Song turned around, took the oil lamp, and walked slowly towards the backyard.

In the darkness, a slender white figure slowly turned into a solid body, and finally rose from the ground, becoming a huge and terrifying white snake.

Hmph, snatching the title of genius doctor from her officials, damn it!

(End of this chapter)