Urban divine farmer medical immortal

Qiurong eyes cold, staring at Sunan for a few minutes, and Sunan Si is not afraid, is also cold stare back, invisible, inside the room a bit of smoke.

"Stinky boy, don't cry when you can't find a place."

Qiurong hurls his sleeves at Sunan and walks to the bed with a overcast face.

"Lord Hua, let's start."

Hua Yuchuan nodded indifferently, and now he can only appoint, but it's a pity that his daughter is young.

Qiu Rong reaches for his hand to feel his pulse. His heart looks like a bamboo. He is very cautious in the process of feeling his pulse, and his hand is also very strange. The skin on this hand is quite different from that on his face.

The whole wrist skin is very smooth, full of Qi and blood, without any aging appearance, just like the baby's skin, which is far from the skin on his face.

"Boy, this is jade fairy hand."

Qiurong old man saw Sunan's eyes staring at his hand and said with pride: "in order to ensure the accuracy of pulse detection, my jade hand is well maintained. Besides, this hand has never taken anything except pulse detection for others. Therefore, my jade immortal hand is accurate in pulse detection, and any pulse condition can't escape from my hands."

The people next to him felt solemn.

This Qiu Rong's character is not good, but his medical skills are unknown. Especially the jade immortal hand's view is unheard of and sounds very professional.

"It's a mystery."

Sunan just replied and then shut up.

"Hum!"

Old man Qiurong gave a cold hum, then took back the jade immortal hand and hid it deeply in his sleeve.

"I have found out the injury of the Lord Hua."

Qiurong old man light looked at the people in the room, finally provocative in Sunan body stayed for a few minutes.

"If I'm not wrong, the Lord of Huacheng should have been hit by someone's palm force on his central lung. This palm force is extremely overbearing, blocking all the eight channels of Huacheng's extraordinary meridians. As a result, the dark energy can't run in the meridians, and the dark energy can't be dredged in the meridians. Over time, the dark energy of Huacheng has accumulated in the meridians, and now it has reached its limit. If it doesn't dredge again, I'm afraid that the eight veins of the classic will burst, and even if the immortal master does it, he will surely die. "

Other people did not speak, listening to the old man Qiurong's words, his face was surprised.

"Mr. Qiurong, what you said is right. My elder brother was hurt by the enemy."

Hua Chenwu exclaimed in surprise.

To know how Hua Yuchuan was injured has always been a secret, only a few people know, and Qiurong old man only pulse can tell the injury clearly, Sanpin doctor really deserves the name.

"Sir, it's a grade."

Hua Yuchuan light way: "I this wound is really hurt by enemy palm force."

"Mr. Qiu Rong, I don't know how to treat it?"

Hua Qifeng asked.

Qiurong old man looked at Sunan: "I naturally have a treatment plan, and as long as half an hour can dredge the meridians for your father, and then recuperate for a few days, naturally can slowly recover."

"That's great. Please help Mr. Qiu Rong." Finally, a smile appeared on Huadie's face.

"It's not urgent. We, a medic of no grade, haven't seen it yet. If I can cure the injury of the Lord of Huacheng, this guy won't have a chance."

Qiurong old man laughs coldly.

Sunan touched his nose and said with a smile, "my judgment is similar to his."

"You are... Shameless!"

Qiurong's nose is crooked.

I got the conclusion after feeling my pulse for a while. As a result, the boy said that it was similar to his own, which clearly meant taking advantage of himself.

"Since it's almost the same, let the boy treat first." Qiurong stood up with a overcast face and looked coldly at Sunan.

The people in the room immediately refused.

In front of you, it's clear that Sunan is here to make trouble. You haven't even seen the pulse. You can follow what others say. It's clear that it's just playing a rogue, and it's still very shameless.

Let the boy make a fool of himself again. Old man Qiurong is angry and runs away. Then the Lord of Huacheng is finished.

Hua Chenwu glared at Sunan with warning, then clasped his fist: "Mr. Qiurong, are you kidding? He's just following you to pick up a bargain. How can he get hurt? If you let him fool around, isn't he planning to kill the city leader?"

"What the commander said is reasonable. He copied Mr. Qiu Rong's conclusion without even looking at his pulse. How can we believe him?"

The rest of the room was speechless.

Because Sunan's sentence is similar to yours. It's too fucked.

Sunan rolled his eyes.

These people are gentleman by gentleman, the flattering appearance makes him sigh.

It seems that the identity of Xianmen doctor is quite popular. Qiurong's quack doctor is too much. These people are also servile. It seems that they can use the identity of doctor to lurk in Xianmen first.

Thinking of this, Sunan is not talking.

"Sunan, it's about my father's life. Please don't be fooling around." The cold road of huaqifeng.

Sunan frowned: "little city master, I..."

"Don't say any more. If you really want to pay me back, shut up now." Hua Qifeng interrupted with a wave of his hand, and some impatience appeared on his face.

Sunan shook his head helplessly: "OK."

Then he took another look at Qiurong and said, "Qiurong, if you treat the injury as you said just now, the Lord of the city will surely die in no time."

"Presumptuous, you dare to curse the Lord of the city!"

The bodyguards in the room were holding the hilts of swords one after another, with the expression of breaking Sunan to pieces.

This time, even Yunxiu couldn't see through southern Jiangsu.

"Sunan, please go out now, just as if I haven't seen you."

Hua Qifeng was also very angry. He knew that Sunan would make trouble, so he shouldn't have brought zhengwuzhou.

"Boy, you want to escape, don't you?" Qiu Rong said.

"Young city master, you let him go now. What's my face?"

"This..."

Hua Qifeng is in a bit of a dilemma.

At this time, Hua Chenwu stood up and said, "don't worry, Mr. Qiurong. I'll let people take him to the prison. As long as you cure the injury of the city master, I'll leave this boy to you."

Qiurong old man then showed a satisfied smile, took out the silver needle from the storage bag, leisurely way: "this is almost the same."

Finish.

He waved: "well, put him in jail first, and dispose of it at will."

At this time, Sunan's injury and cultivation did not fully recover, it was not easy to resist, and let the guards take him down.

"Well, what evil have I done? I'm so kind-hearted that I have to go to jail." Sunan did not resist, depressed said.

"Go ahead and say hello. I don't want to hear his voice."

Hua Chenwu waves Sunan away.

Sunan said: "remember, if you follow the old dog's treatment, the Lord of Huacheng has only one incense burning time left. It's not wrong to listen to me!"

"Well, do you think anyone will believe your lies?"

They looked at Sunan with disdain and let the guards take him away.