Little Divine Doctor's Cultivation

"I know how to do it."

"Beauty, do you want me to save a fruit, or Luohan fruit tree?" Rather caichen said with a smile.

"It's a person, a fool. Don't you allow others to call Chinese medicine names?" Guo Jingjing said coyly.

The Gulf War was two decades ago.

At that time, the king of war that swept the whole Middle East was now in his fifties, but now he looks like he is seventy-eight years old, full of wrinkles and gray. He looks like a dying man.

The king of war now lives in the cowshed.

Sit cross on the straw.

Legs and one hand are dark, giving off a disgusting odor, skin rot, muscle necrosis, and only one hand can move normally.

A cloud of steam emerged from behind, and a cold sweat came from his forehead.

Luohanguo Yun Gong suppressed the body injury, a look of pain.

WOW!

Luohanguo spit out a mouthful of blood, mumbling: "can live for a month at most, I am not willing, wind evil spirit, you win."

Luohanguo's eyes reveal despair and unwillingness, but the person who is going to die, no matter how much resentment will disappear with the death.

The light at the door was blocked, and two young people appeared, one male and one female. The female was extremely beautiful and elegant. The man seemed to be a small white face with simple and honest temperament. In any way, they were ordinary country boys.

"Who are you?" Luohanguo asked in surprise.

"Master Luo, I have a doctor to treat you today." Guo Jingjing looks at Luohanguo with respect.

"Mayor, it's you. Don't worry about it. Thank you for your concern. I know my illness by myself. There is no remedy for it Said Luo Hanguo with a sigh.

"The doctor I brought is the most famous miracle doctor in Tianfu County, and will certainly cure your disease." Guo Jingjing said.

"Is this the doctor you brought? Is it a Harvard doctor? " Luohanguo looked at Ning caichen at random.

"I am a traditional Chinese medicine, not a returnee." Ning caichen said.

"I'm so young. If I were a western medicine, I could relieve my pain. It's absolutely impossible to treat me well. If you are Chinese medicine, you are so young, what experience do you have. " Luo Hanguo said with a bitter smile.

The older the Chinese medicine is, the more popular it is known to Chinese people. Young people in their twenties are still apprentices.

"Do you despise my medical skills?" Rather caichen said displeasantly.

"What kind of disease will be cured, and where to go back and forth?" Luo Hanguo didn't believe in Ning caichen at all. He thought that Ning caichen was after Guo Jingjing and only bragged. He didn't want to be a mouse. In addition, his body was getting worse and worse, and he couldn't stand the toss of inexperienced young people.

Luo Hanguo despises Ning caichen, which makes Ning caichen very unhappy. After all, the doctor who has always been respected by all people is looked down upon like this, and his heart is really very angry.

"When you were eight years old, your left leg was broken. You didn't have time to treat it, leaving hidden dangers. Originally, it was nothing. But 20 years ago, when you were 32 years old, you were hit by the Yin wind palm, which caused the dark disease of the left leg, which led to irregular movement of work, muscle necrosis of both legs. When the right hand accepted the move, it was corroded by the palm of Yin wind, which also led to muscle necrosis. Now, the most common invasion of Yin wind into the heart is Yin wind You can live for a month. " Rather caichen said calmly.

"How do you know that?" Luo Hanguo looks at Ning caichen with fright. He is the only one who knows these conditions, and nobody knows.

"If it had not been for the hatred in your heart, you would have been dead. I know about your illness. Have you never heard of the Chinese medicine "looking for Qi" Rather caichen said coldly.

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