Lucky little miracle doctor

Liu Hui studied under Hongmeng Pavilion and is already quite famous throughout Kyushu. Although he is not yet at the level of a miracle doctor, he has the demeanor of a famous doctor at a young age.

But he didn't recognize Zhang Chi. Since Zhang Chi and his party were friends of Mrs. Ge, he happily helped Manzhu do a full body examination.

After going through the process, Manzhu’s health didn’t have any major problems, except for some lung problems.

"Mr. Zhang, are you sure this lady is sick? You're not making fun of me, are you?"

Liu Hui's face turned cold. His time was very precious.

Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows without saying anything, and pressed Manzhu's back with one finger. The latter suddenly coughed violently, spitting out black blood, which was shocking.

Liu Hui was dumbfounded, "Mr. Zhang, you, are you also a doctor?"

"Yes."

Zhang Chi gave him a copy of Manzhu's information.

The blood drawn out was red, so I invited him to help and check it carefully using the high-end instruments of the Imperial Capital.

Liu Hui blushed and suddenly felt frustrated. This was the first time in his life that he had made a mistake, and the person who solved his doubts was a doctor of about the same age.

"Sorry, this is the first time I have seen this disease. I want to keep Miss Manzhu here for good observation. If Mr. Zhang has something to do, he can go and do it first."

Liu Hui's desire to win was aroused. He became famous at a young age and had countless lives. He did not believe that he could not cure a young girl.

Zhang Chi appreciated his character, so he asked Nasha to accompany Liu Hui, and then left the community alone. Just as he was thinking about calling Qin Yan, a black car suddenly stopped in front of him.

The car window was lowered, and the beauty in a black suspender skirt and black sunglasses waved, Zhang Chi opened the door with a sullen face and got into the passenger seat.

The car drove straight to the inner city, not very fast. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed dull.

Qin Yan put down her sunglasses and looked over, her eyes a bit teasing, "What's wrong? Are you worried?"

"Show me the information on analyzing the living corpse curse." Zhang Chi reached out and asked for it.

"I knew you'd ask."

She handed over an information packet with some analytical data written in it.

Zhang Chi has some doubts. Since he has deciphered the bloodline of other people, does it mean that the ancestors in the ancestral land can come out and reappear in the world.

"Think too much. Their curse is unusual, and its concentration is not comparable to that of ordinary Wenren children. If you think about curing them and bringing them into your sect, I advise you to give up."

"why?"

"The teacher calls the ancestors of Wenren's ancestral land red-haired old monsters. They are very strong but uncontrollable. You can awaken a Wenrenxian only because of the influence of the Immortality Art. Otherwise, do you think you can attract a Wenrenxian who has lived for a thousand years?" A century-old monster reappears in the world?"

Qin Yan said it very realistically.

Zhang Chi sighed secretly and could only give up the idea of ​​wooing Wenren's ancestor.

So, where to go next?

"Of course I'm looking for you to treat someone." Qin Yan glanced sideways, as cold and arrogant as ever, but with a faint smile on her lips.

Zhang Chi said angrily: "I won't help you for free. You owe me a lot, and you got the holy medicine that the Black Prison paid tribute to, right? Share it with me."

"Cure people, let alone a holy medicine. I will give you whatever you want."

"What if I want you?"

Zhang Chi looked over provocatively, Qin Yan quickly averted her eyes and looked out the window, "Don't you hate me very much?"

She doesn't know how to chat and will chat to death in just one sentence.

The rest of the way continued in silence.

The scenery of the inner city is better than that of the outer city, and it has a more futuristic feel. As far as the eye can see, there are steel ring roads.

His relaxed eyes fell on the island in the sky, and he asked suspiciously: "Where is what?"

"My office."

Qin Yan's perfect oval face is charming, "Let's talk about the patient. He is a friend of mine. He once said that whoever can cure his disease will be given a gift. This is a chance. , I’ll help you next.”

Ten minutes later, the car stopped near an old courtyard house.

It is hard to imagine that such a building can still be preserved in today's imperial capital.

Qin Yan explained: "Generally, older people like to retire here."

"Isn't his identity unusual?"

"Old Mr. Zhouzhuang is a Feng Shui master. Several patterns on the Hunyuan disk are from his handiwork. He is different from ordinary cultivators and is an extremely rare talent. Therefore, curing him will not only be beneficial to you, but also It will also be beneficial to our entire Kyushu.”

Qin Yan personally took Zhang Chi into the Zhou family gate.

When the old housekeeper saw her, he ran over quickly, bowed respectfully and called her "Goddess".

Zhang Chi was extremely shocked, the old guy was actually in the early stages of the Mahayana stage!

Qin Yan's status was so high that even those at the top of the imperial capital would have to bow their heads when they saw her.

Alas, now I have to admit that the soft rice tastes really good.

Because of Qin Yan, the old housekeeper was also very polite to him, leading the way with a smile and talking to Mr. Zhang one by one.

Being so enthusiastic during the Mahayana period made Zhang Chi feel uncomfortable all over.

Qin Yan couldn't help laughing and said via voice: "Be more comfortable. If you stay with me for a long time in the future, you will gradually get used to it."

"Haha, the Empress is so powerful."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not one yet."

Qin Yan said this, but Zhang Chi could feel that she was not far away from ascending to the throne.

After all, she defeated the Son of God three times in a row, forcing the Son of God to appear in person in the Black Prison. The Son of God completely fell behind that day. Furthermore, this generation is the empress looking down on Blue Star, so it is normal for the new generation to be succeeded by a woman.

"Put it on."

Qin Yan handed over the sunglasses, and Zhang Chi put them on his face casually.

There were a lot of people in the Zhou family hall. There were three old men talking about something, and there were also several young people accompanying them.

Zhang Chi swept away casually, and a turmoil arose in his heart.

Damn it, these three old men are all in the Mahayana stage!

When did the Mahayana period become so cheap? And those young men and women in luxurious clothes also have the strength to overcome the tribulation in half a step.

Qin Yan sent a message: "The old man with black hair is the head of the Long family, Jun Tianjun, one of the Ten Heavenly Lords. The young man beside him is Long Aotian."

Dragon, what is a dragon?

Zhang Chi should have been on guard when he suddenly saw his enemy, but now he felt extremely ridiculous.

Qin Yan continued to explain: "Don't underestimate Long Aotian. He is very strong and has many secrets. The teacher said he is a child of luck. Even if I face him, I have to stay away when necessary."

Long Aotian!

Zhang Chi stared at the smiling young man. He looked sunny and warm, but his eyes were a bit unruly. There was an indescribable rhythm surrounding him. When he opened his eyes, he found a golden vertical line between his eyebrows, which was extremely mysterious.

This is the legendary son of luck, the son of luck from the Long family!

Zhang Chi started to doubt his life. Could it be that he was the villain? About to become a stepping stone for the children of destiny?

According to those routines, if someone seeks revenge from the Long family, he will be pressed to the ground and rubbed by Long Aotian, and then Qin Yan will fall hopelessly in love with him, and in turn help him kill him...

Nima!

The relaxed head suddenly grew bigger.

"The goddess is here."

When the three old people found Qin Yan walking together, including the head of the Long family, they were also very enthusiastic and almost laughed like a flower.

And Long Aotian...

That's right, he was standing behind the old men, looking at Qin Yan unscrupulously with his unruly eyes, showing no respect at all, but just possessiveness.