The super son-in-law of the female president

Qin Fan smiled the whole time, and did what the old man told him to do, without any dissatisfaction.

On the other hand, Lei Hu couldn't stand it any longer. What on earth did this old man want to do.

Actually, ever since Qin Fan heard Miracle Doctor An's conversation with the children, he had a faint feeling that this Miracle Doctor should have some skills.

At all times and in all over the world, capable men and sages usually live in seclusion in the city. This old man is a bit like that.

After half an hour of massage and trivial chores, the old man finally stood up and stretched a lot.

On the other hand, Qin Fan's clothes were already soaked through, and beads of sweat could be seen on the tip of his nose.

Holding the purple sand pot in his hand, the old man glanced at Qin Fan and said, "Come in!"
Qin Fan got up and walked towards the house, Lei Hu followed behind.

Suddenly the old man pointed at Lei Hu and said: "Smelly thing, you stand outside and wait"!
Lei Hu and Qin Fan were a little surprised by the old man's pointing, and Lei Hu's face was even more ugly.

Qin Fan looked at Leihu and comforted him, "I'll be out in a while, don't get angry."

Lei Hu looked at the old man, gave him a hard look, and then sat on a chair outside the house.

This Leihu is extremely depressed, is it because he looks a bit like a gray society, and he treats him like this?
Qin Fan waved his hand, then followed Miraculous Doctor An into the inner hall.

The inner hall is neither big nor small. In the square inner hall of five meters by five meters, apart from an old table with a sense of age, there are two high-footed Song chairs.

As for the other things, there is nothing else. There is not even a single window in this inner hall. If there is not a white woven light bulb, I am afraid that it will be dark and cold all the year round.

The wattage of the Baizhi light bulb is not very high, it can only be said to be barely enough.

Under the dim light, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

It seems to be two worlds with the sunny world outside.

With such a huge contrast, even Qin Fan, who is strong in heart, suddenly shivered all over his body.

"Doctor An, why are you acting so mysterious in your inner hall?"

"Even a little eerie."

"People who don't know think they have entered the Palace of the King of Hades."

Doctor An, who was walking in front, chuckled, and murmured, "It's true that there are not many practitioners these days."

"I remember that the last time I saw a practitioner was probably 20 years ago."

Practitioners?

Qin Fan subconsciously turned serious, and said expressionlessly, "What does Doctor An mean by that?"

Doctor An sat down, frivolously flicked the tea set on the table, and did not immediately answer Qin Fan's question.

Instead, he said with some self-mockery: "Genius doctor? Hehe, that's just the opinion of ordinary people."

"You kept saying that you sought medical treatment for your father, but why didn't you bring him here?"

Qin Fan tentatively used his perception ability to sense Doctor An's body.

But after his spiritual consciousness touched Miracle Doctor An, it was like a quagmire, and his spiritual consciousness was vaguely sucked into it, cutting off the connection.

"Are you also a practitioner?"

Qin Fan asked tentatively.

"Hahaha, yes and no." Divine Doctor An shook his head and whispered, "I'm not a practitioner. I'm just an extraditionist living in the world."

"Little brother, you haven't answered my question yet."

Qin Fan said lightly: "My father's condition is quite special, and his mind is easily hurt. And he has relatively strong strength."

"If you bring him here hastily, in this strange environment, I'm afraid he will be excited at that time. If you have any accidents at that time, Doctor An, how can you tell someone Qin to feel at ease."

Doctor An spread his hands, the tea set hadn't made tea yet, but a strange tea fragrance slowly emanated from the empty teacup.

As soon as the scent of this tea came into his nose, Qin Fan's mind was lifted.

Just asking about the aroma of this tea actually makes people feel happy, instantly energetic, and has a feeling of washing the marrow and tendons.

"If I don't bring him here, how can I make a diagnosis and seek medical attention for him? Could it be that you know the specific cause of the disease, little brother, but you just can't start?"

Qin Fan nodded, "Indeed, originally I only came here because of my friend's face."

"Father's illness, I originally thought that there would be no one in Jiang Province who could treat him."

"When I saw Miracle Doctor An today, I suddenly became enlightened. I don't know whether Miracle An has a way to restrain the worm."

Bug?

Miracle Doctor An's originally contented expression paused for a moment after hearing the worm gu, and then a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"Insect Gu is a secret technique in Haixi, and it should have been lost hundreds of years ago. Are you sure your father's technique is insect Gu?"

Qin Fan nodded in affirmation.

According to the medical records of nine needles and thirteen returns, all the characteristics of Qin Shang's illness meet the characteristics of the technique of insects and Gu.

It's a pity that my ancestor Bian Que didn't understand this secret technique in detail when he traveled around the world.

Doctor An stood up and fixed a certain position on the wall with one hand, and a huge bookshelf slowly rolled up and appeared.

"Insect Gu technique is the unique skill of Haixi Tang Sect."

As he spoke, Doctor An pulled out a black-faced sheepskin book from the bookshelf.

"Haixi's Tang Sect's unique knowledge?"

Doctor An looked down at the ancient book and murmured: "Yes, but the Tang clan should have been completely extinct in the Battle of Zhushan 400 years ago. Could it be that his servants stole their knowledge? "

"Battle of Bamboo Mountain?"

Qin Fan was dumbfounded when he heard this, because the amount of information was too much.

When I was studying at school, I especially liked history, and Qin Fan was involved in official history and unofficial history.

I have never heard of the Battle of Zhushan.

Doctor An lowered his head to look up the ancient books, and muttered to himself: "There are 73 types of light worms in the technique of worms."

"The cultivation method of each insect Gu is also very different, and its impact on the host is also different."

"Little brother, what are the characteristics of your father?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Fan immediately began to explain the symptoms of his father Qin Shang.

Including the fact that his father may have been whipped and abused for so many years, Qin Fan informed him in detail.

As soon as this was said, Miracle Doctor An suddenly stopped and said, "Wait, what did you say your father's name was?"

Qin Fan was taken aback for a moment, but still told the truth: "My father's surname is Qin Mingshang, from Yangxu Village, Futong County, Kanhai City."

"Does Miracle Doctor An know my father?"

"Qin Shang?" Doctor An murmured, closing his eyes and meditating.

After a long time, Doctor An opened his eyes, looked at Qin Fan and said, "If I remember correctly, I met your father five years ago."

"He should still owe me a ten-year spiritual grass."

Upon hearing the news, Qin Fan's mind suddenly buzzed.