I Am A Serious Doctor After Changing My Job For Everyone

"Is this how you bastards picked medicine for me? It took me so long to find medicinal materials to pick medicine. Especially you, Ye Luo, have you looked at the solution to your dragon medicine in vain?"

"No senior, we have picked it just now and are ready to go back. Zhan Tian said that this strain is also like the medicinal herbs you asked us to pick. Let me have a look. I saw it and said this is not it. They don't believe it and insist on using it here. Take it away."

"Let me see which one."

"That's the one."

"What bastard said you missed the few plants I gave you?"

Ye Luo pointed at Long Zhantian and said, "That's what Zhantian said."

"Are you itching? Otherwise, I'll ask Long Yu to find some dragons to practice with you. This is another kind of medicinal material that I need to cultivate. Do you really want me to cultivate it again?" Long Qing said in black. Looking at Long Zhantian

"No, no, I'm not, my skin is not itchy, I was wrong, senior, I just thought it looked a bit like it and wanted to pick it back together." Long Zhantian knew that the matter was a bit serious when he saw Long Qing's dark face.

"So you can't see the sign I put up?"

"No, there is a sign there." Long Zhantian looked left and right, but he didn't see the sign for a long time.

"Then there was no brand when you came in? Didn't I write down which ones are mature and which ones are not? Or do you mean that you don't know that you have to look for medicinal materials among mature medicinal materials?" Long Qing squinted his eyes with a murderous look. Staring at Long Zhantian, he said.

"Brand?" Long Zhantian thought for a moment, and it seemed that there was indeed a brand when he first entered the medicine garden, but he didn't seem to look carefully, so it was my fault.

"Huh? It's my fault, it's over, what should I do this time, how should I apologize," Long Zhantian thought to himself.

"How's it going? I saw that the signs I didn't put up were divided into mature areas and immature areas." Long Qing asked again.

"I see, I admit that I was wrong. Please ask Senior Long Qing to give me a lighter punishment." Long Zhantian knew that he would definitely not be able to escape punishment, so he had better admit his mistake first. With a better attitude, the punishment might be lighter.

"Since you said that, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll talk to Long Yu later and tell him that you want to follow suit. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. Don't worry, nothing will happen. At most, there will be some skin trauma." Long Qing thought. Anyway, this little guy Feng goes out to fight with his fellow tribesmen every day and either gets beaten up with bruises on the nose or face, or he beats others up until the face is bruised and swollen.

I hope this kid Long Zhantian can withstand the beating. Forget it, I’d better prepare some medicine first to avoid being really hurt by the beating. After all, I don’t have the body of a dragon, but I’m just a bit thick-skinned, otherwise I’ll call Feng Dui later. Hit him in the face to give this guy some memory.

I'd better remind Liafeng to be careful, otherwise this kid will get hit on the head and it will be bad. Then he quietly used the wood element to make a butterfly fly to Feng and told him to pay attention.

After hearing this, Long Zhantian wanted to agree quickly, but when he saw Leng Yueshuang winking at him, he had a bad feeling, which made him hesitate for a moment and said, "Senior, this Feng doesn't know how to slap you in the face, right?" ."

"Don't worry, he rarely slaps people in the face."

"That's good, I agree to follow suit." Long Zhantian said, ignoring Leng Yueshuang's eyes, because if you make a mistake, you have to admit it. Besides, this is the territory of the seniors. If you don't admit your mistake, you might get beaten. It's even worse.

"Okay, just know that you are wrong, and it will be a normal sparring in a while." After saying that, Long Qing used the method to change the message that the wooden butterfly just flew out to convey, and changed it to a normal sparring, and the buttocks will be swollen. After all, if your buttocks is swollen, it can be cured with any treatment.

"Let's go, take the medicine and come back with me." After saying that, Long Qing walked in front. Ye Luo and others saw him and quickly followed.

On the way, Leng Yueshuang pulled Long Zhantian and said, "I've already given you a wink. Why don't you look? Do you know who Feng is?"

"I see, and I don't know who Feng is, but Yueshuang, think about it. If I don't admit my mistake, I will get beaten no matter who I fight. It's better to admit my mistake and get beaten less."

"But Feng is a martial arts fanatic. I just heard what senior said about Feng. I used my spiritual link to ask Mu Ying to ask, and she found out that Feng was raised by senior Long Qing."

"Why do you say they were raised by senior Long Qing?" Long Zhantian asked doubtfully. Out of curiosity, Ye Luo and the others were attracted to listen to Leng Yueshuang's story.

"This Feng has liked to spar since he was a child. Every time he was injured or injured by others, and every time Feng was injured, it was treated by senior Long Qing. Senior Long Qing may have a little fondness for Feng but also has a headache. After all, He gets injured every three days."

"Then what? Senior Long Qing asked Feng to come over just to discuss with me." Just after Long Zhantian finished speaking, he suddenly looked into Leng Yueshuang's eyes and thought about what Leng Yueshuang had just said. He thought something was wrong, so After the competition, one of us must be injured. Considering the physical condition of the dragon clan, the injured one is most likely me.

No wonder senior Long Qing smiled at me just now. I thought senior had forgiven me, but it turned out he was planning to see me get beaten.

"I know, I'll try my best not to get beaten for a while, or get beaten faster." Long Zhantian said with a grimace after thinking about it.

"Brother Zhan Tian, ​​why did you give up? Fight hard no matter what." Fatty said

"Why don't you come and beat me, Fatty? Don't stand and talk without hurting your back. It won't be you who will be beaten later."

"Okay, don't worry too much. Senior Long Qing just secretly made a magic spell. There is a force of wood element flowing elsewhere. It should make Feng Xia be gentle. Zhan Tian doesn't need to worry too much. It's just that your butt or You may not be able to save your face." After Ye Luo finished speaking, he caught up with Long Qing and left with the medicinal materials in his arms.

After hearing Ye Luo's words, Long Zhantian had hope at first that he wouldn't have to be injured. But what Ye Luo said later was like the despair of being kicked off the cliff from behind when he had just climbed to the top of the mountain.

Long Zhantian hurriedly caught up and said, "Brother Luo, what do you mean? Tell me quickly. What do you mean, my butt or face may not be saved."

Seeing what Long Zhantian was chasing and shouting, Ling Xiao and others all laughed. Ling Meng smiled and said, "Brother, it's really funny to see how Long Zhantian looks like now. He promised so resolutely just now. Now he probably feels like it." It must be sad."

"There's nothing she can do. After all, she didn't understand what Yueshuang meant." Shang Yuan said.

"Well, indeed, but we should speed up, otherwise they will all arrive. It would be bad if we still have the medicinal materials in our hands and haven't gone back yet." Ling Xiao looked at Ye Luo and Long Zhantian who were gradually walking away. said from the back

"Well, let's speed up. I hope Zhan Tian doesn't get spanked again. After all, it's just not long since he was beaten by mixed doubles last time. If he gets spanked again, he will probably be unable to do it for several days." Leng Yueshuang said, thinking of Long Zhantian's funny look before.

Then several people sped up and followed, and soon after arriving at the hut in the medicine garden, Long Qing asked Ye Luo to divide the medicinal materials according to the different proportions written on it.