Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

"Since you are going to Mount Tai, why do you have to go back to Xianyang?"

Shi Lan asked.

"It's natural to have something to do when you come back."

Su Ying laughed.

"for example?"

"For example, take you to drink a glass of green corn wine." Su Ying turned his head and winked at her.

"I do not believe."

There was a smile on Shi Lan's beautiful and extraordinary face, and her clear eyes were as curved as crescent moons, charming and charming.

On the other side, when Su Ying and Shi Lan came towards Xianyang.

Ying Buzheng brought the girl who had relapsed to a medical clinic in Xianyang anxiously.

In the medical hall, the little girl was lying on a wooden bed, sweating profusely, her little face was flushed, and her face was full of pain.

The old doctor with white beard was feeling her pulse with his eyes closed.

Yingbo stood aside, not daring to breathe (cdbf), looking at the little girl with worried eyes.

Finally, after the old man finished taking his pulse, Ying Bu looked at the old doctor with white beard and hair and asked anxiously.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"Doctor, how is she?"

The old man got up, frowned and stroked his beard, looked at Yingbo and asked:

"She is terminally ill. This disease... I can't cure it. I can only give you a prescription to relieve the condition and pain."

Yingbo naturally knew that the little girl was suffering from a terminal illness, and there were very few people who could be cured in the world, so naturally no miracle would happen in this ordinary hospital.

But when he heard the old doctor's words, he still couldn't hide the loss in his heart, lowered his head and lowered his eyes and cupped his hands and said to the old man, "Please."

The old man nodded, turned his head to look at the cute little girl on the bed with a face full of pain, shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity."

He was about to leave to grab the medicine, but he seemed to remember something, stopped and patted his forehead and said, "Look at my memory."

Then he reached out and patted Yingbo's thick shoulder, and said seriously: "There may be someone in Xianyang City who can save her life."

Yingbo's eyes widened in an instant, he grasped the old man's shoulders with both hands, and said excitedly, "Who?"

"Be safe and don't be impatient." The old man patted his arm. Only then did Ying Bu realize that he was impolite, and he let go quickly, but he still looked closely at the old man.

The old man stroked his beard without blaming him, turned to look at the little girl on the bed and said:

"This girl's illness is terminally ill. There are only a few people in this world who can save her. One is the Immortal Doctor of Jinghu, and the other is Master Xun from Xiaoshengxianzhuang. It is also possible to save her, and the other one is Lord Wushuanghou of my country of Qin, if he makes a move, he will definitely be able to save this little girl's life."

When the old man said the last name, his eyes were full of respect.

Ying Bo asked in a daze, "You mean Marquis Wushuang...Su Ying?"

The old man nodded and continued: "Not bad."

The old man stroked his beard and paced slowly in the house, closed his eyes and praised:

"Although Marquis Wushuang is famous all over the world, few people know that his medical skills are close to supernatural. I met Lord Wushuanghou in Xianyang in the past. His insights on medical skills are simply... Fascinating, if he Willing to help you, this girl's illness is easy."

Ying Bu said bitterly:

"But no one in the world knows his whereabouts are unpredictable, and how to find him."

"The current Xianyang Commander Chen Ping is a disciple of Lord Wushuanghou. He has learned a lot and may have different views on medical skills. You can go to him first."

The old man looked at Yingbo and said.

"Chen Ping..." Ying Bo silently said the name in his heart.

after that.

After the old man prescribed medicine for the little girl to calm her down and sleep peacefully, Yingbu left with peace of mind.

After some inquiries, he learned that Chen Ping had gone to Zilanxuan, so he came to the entrance of Zilanxuan on Xianyang East Street. The two axes behind him had been buried in the soil on the outskirts of the city. It's just a burly man.

Yingbu took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and a scent of wine and powder came to his face.

As soon as he entered, a woman came forward: "Hey, the guest officer is so mighty, it seems like a new face, is this the first time to our Zilan Pavilion? Is it to drink? Or to listen to music?"

"I'm here to find someone." Ying Bu said succinctly.

"Oh, I don't know which girl the guest officer is looking for?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Chen Ping, Xianyang Commander. I heard that he is here. Please inform me."

Ying Bu said calmly. .

Chapter 348 The Law of Healing (Second Change)

"Anyone looking for me?"

Chen Ping, who was drinking wine alone in the elegant room on the third floor of Zilanxuan, was a little surprised when he heard the woman's words.

"Yes, it doesn't look like an ordinary person."