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"Second Qi! Stop!"

"Senior brother—Senior brother of the sect master, please be merciful—"

"Today, the leader of Japan will eliminate harm for the people!!"

"Ah-ah-ah-killer-"

On the bustling street, there were two young men who were extremely eye-catching. One was chasing desperately with a plowing hoe, and the other was running desperately with his clothes hem in his hand.

The people on the street were not surprised, it was Dr. Yan who was dealing with his worthless younger brother!

Many people still watched the excitement and cheered up: "The genius doctor, the genius doctor, where is Mr. Qi?"

Yan Yan stopped and collected himself. After seeing the direction Qi Zhao was running, he smiled politely at the man, "Thank you!"

Then, Yan Yan turned around sharply, and shouted fiercely: "Second Qi! Take your life—" After finishing speaking, he hurriedly chased after him.

Qi Zhao quickly walked to the Banished Fairy Pavilion, and Yan Yan was just about to step in when he was surrounded by a lot of Yingying and Yanyan.

"Oh, doctor Yan, come to play too?"

"Do you want my slave to play a tune for you?"

"Yan Miracle Doctor, my menstruation is coming, and my stomach hurts, why don't you show me!"

"The doctor of words..."

Yan Yan retreated resentfully, this group of Yingying and Yanyan were all friends of Qi Zhao's prodigal bastard, they deliberately blocked him, that's all, don't chase, anyway, Qi Zhao will have to clean up sooner or later.

After planning to let Qi Zhao go first, Yan Yan relaxed a lot, dragged the hoe behind him, walked lazily around the market, and walked to a sesame seed stall with ease, Yan Yan greeted the stall owner familiarly: "Zhang Ma'am, what's the matter, you're so happy?"

Aunt Zhang was full of joy, and while making up with each other, she happily responded: "Genius doctor, my girl is going to get married next month!"

Yan Yan leaned the hoe in front of the sesame seed stall, folded his hands and said with a smile: "Xiuxiu is getting married? Didn't you say that Xiuxiu will marry me?"

"The miracle doctor's mouth is sweeter than my honey-smeared biscuits. My girl is not blessed to enjoy it~" Aunt Zhang picked out two steaming biscuits and handed them to Yan Yan cheerfully.

Yan Yan took it unceremoniously, and asked, "Which kid is cheaper?"

"The third boy from Butcher Li's family is so handsome!" Aunt Zhang said with a flushed face, and then added jokingly: "But there is no genius doctor Jun!"

Take a closer look, this genius doctor has a seven-point handsome appearance, three-point beauty, a pair of Ruifeng eyes are shining, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned gracefully, with a frivolous smile that is not a smile, just like a fairy in a painting.

Anyone who has seen a genius doctor, no one does not praise him. According to the words of the townspeople, an ordinary white robe can make a genius doctor look like a fairy.

"That's good." Yan Yan took a bite of sesame seed cakes, nodded and said, "I won't worry about eating pork in the future."

"Yes, yes, when Xiuxiu returns home, I will ask her to bring you a few catties." Aunt Zhang said happily.

"Mother, what are you talking about?" The girl scooping up the flour behind Aunt Zhang blushed, and said angrily, "There's nothing left!"

Yan Yan poked his head around and smiled at Xiuxiu: "Yo! Xiuxiu is here too, it's okay, daughter's family is going to get married."

Xiuxiu was dizzy from Yan Yan's laughter, blushed even more, dropped the spoon, entered the room in a panic, and closed the door with a "bang!"

Aunt Zhang snickered: "The girl is shy!"

Yan Yan was busy eating sesame seed cakes, and smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Aunt Zhang suddenly remembered: "Yo! Divine doctor, were you chasing Mr. Qi just now?"

"...Well!" Yan Yan swallowed the biscuits in his mouth, and nodded hastily: "Things that don't grow, and steal the money from the family to go to the brothel, your stall is here, help me keep an eye on it."

Aunt Zhang seemed to have taken on some important task, she patted her chest and assured her: "Don't worry, genius doctor, my old lady's eyes are clearer..."

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Yan Yan coughed because of the flour that Mrs. Zhang slapped, "...cough, thank you very much...cough cough..."

Aunt Zhang looked at the genius doctor and felt it was a pity. The genius doctor looks handsome and has superb medical skills. From high-ranking officials and landlords to birds and animals, as long as you pay for it, there is no incurable disease. If you say money, it should be enough to buy a house in the city However, there is a younger brother who likes to visit brothels, spending money like running water, so the two of them can only live in bamboo houses outside the city.

Aunt Zhang was thinking like this, when she saw a figure quickly behind Yan Yan, she exclaimed, "Be careful, genius doctor!"

Yan Yan turned around to look, and then he was hit hard by someone, and the half-eaten biscuit in his hand fell to the ground with a "clack". Yan Yan hurriedly glanced at the person who bumped into him, who was about 16 years old The young man was agile, and after a while, only a dark blue shadow remained.

Yan Yan lowered his head to look at the biscuits, ah!It fell into the mud pit and couldn't eat it.

Aunt Zhang recited dissatisfiedly: "In broad daylight, you run so fast, you don't care about the road! Come on, genius doctor, and try some beef stuffing." Then, Aunt Zhang handed the genius doctor another steaming biscuits.

As soon as Yan Yan picked it up, he heard someone shouting behind him: "The people in front get out of the way—"

Yan Yan turned around again, only to see a few people wearing black cloaks and riding tall horses rushing towards him, Yan Yan hurriedly supported the biscuit table, and flipped lightly to the other side of the table, so as to prevent his face from being destroyed under the hoof of the horse .

Yan Yan heaved a sigh of relief as five or six cloaked men rode away on horseback. Of course, the biscuits that hadn't been put into his mouth fell into the mud pit again.

Yan Yan frowned, feeling dissatisfied, these people... Are they rushing to reincarnate?

Only then did Aunt Zhang come to her senses, and quickly said, "Genius doctor, are you alright?"

Yan Yan curled his lips: "Riding so fast!"

After tidying up his emotions, Yan Yan chatted with his neighbors for a long time. Guessing it was getting late, Yan Yan felt that Qi Zhao couldn't be stopped, so he said goodbye to everyone, and even ordered Mrs. Zhang two sesame cakes for dinner.

Yan Yan dragged his hoe and walked to the bamboo house outside the city under the moonlight. He saw the three big characters "Fusu Valley" written on the gate of the courtyard from a distance, and he couldn't help sighing.

Fusu Valley, once famous in the north and south of the medical sect, is said to be powerful enough to bring the dead back to life, but it's a pity that the head of Fusu Valley is not as good as the previous generation.

In particular, Yan Yan's master, Sun Baicao, is a strange flower who is drunk now and drunk. Sun Sanya, the daughter of his daughter, came here after a while.

The four lived in a broken thatched hut, and Sun Baicao still went his own way. He not only played by himself, but also played with his three children, spending as much money as he had.

When Yan Yan was 16 years old, Sun Baicao passed away, and Yan Yan became the new head of Fusu Valley, so he took on the responsibility of taking care of his juniors and younger sisters. With Yan Yan's hard work, the three finally moved in together. bamboo house.

It's a pity that the younger brother and the younger sister are also careless, they perfectly inherited the bad nature of the master, the younger brother is lustful, the younger sister is fond of gambling, the younger brother is lustful, that's all, just steal some money from the family, the younger sister is fine, she just doesn't say anything. Run away, and ran for three years!

He is really useless as the leader!

While thinking, Yan Yan scolded Qi Zhao in his heart, but he didn't notice that there was someone sitting at the gate of his courtyard. When he got closer, he realized that there was a middle-aged man with a tired face sitting at the gate, and a dying young boy was lying in his arms.

Yan Yan didn't say a word, and looked at the two of them. The clothes were expensive, and they were very rich at first glance, huh?Wasn't that boy the one who bumped into himself in the afternoon?It must have been retribution. After an afternoon of work, he became half-dead.

The middle-aged man noticed the footsteps, and slowly opened his eyes to look at Yan Yan. There was no lack of surprise in his eyes looking at Yan Yan, but he quickly regained his composure, and asked slowly, "Your Excellency, is the doctor Yan?"

Yan Yan nodded: "A doctor?"

The middle-aged man nodded, and before he could speak, Yan Yan put the hoe aside, squatted down, and pinched his wrist. The middle-aged man reflexively wanted to withdraw his hand, Yan Yan seemed to have expected it: "Don't move."

The middle-aged man didn't move, and after a while, Yan Yan let go, saying: "You are fine, your anger is strong, drink less alcohol and eat more bitter melon."

"I'm not seeing a doctor." The middle-aged man frowned, looked at the boy in his arms and said.

Yan Yan glanced at the young man, and said, "Him? You don't need to look at him, these blood holes on his body are enough to kill you, let alone he was poisoned."

The middle-aged man was surprised that Yan Yan could see that the young man had been poisoned, and said dejectedly, "Is there no hope?"

"It's not, it's just troublesome to cure." Yan Yan touched his chin and stood up: "I advise you not to waste your time, is this your son? Seeing that you are not very old, you may still work hard when you go back. Can give birth to a son to carry on the family line."

Yan Yan's words were really unpleasant, and the middle-aged man's complexion was not good-looking: "This is my young...young master."

"I said, they don't look alike at all." Yan Yan nodded suddenly. This kid is good-looking, but this man looks big and thick.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I heard that you have rejuvenated, I hope you will help my young master."

"Then you heard it wrong." Yan Yan said lazily.

The heart of the middle-aged man was suddenly pulled up, Yan Yan said with a smile: "Not only can I rejuvenate my hands, but I can also bring the dead back to life. More importantly, I have a benevolent heart of a doctor who can help the world."

Middle-aged man: "..."

"Your young master doesn't need to be cured, one foot has stepped into the gate of hell, and it will take time and effort to cure." Yan Yan said bluntly.

The middle-aged man took out a box from nowhere, handed it to Yan Yan, and said, "Is it enough?"

Yan Yan took it casually, opened it inexplicably and looked at it, his eyes lit up suddenly, and a sentence came to his mind, they really are rich!You have to hide the money so that it won't be discovered by Qi Laoer again.

Yan Yan quickly put away the box, looked at the middle-aged man sincerely, and said, "Don't worry, even if your young master's feet have stepped into the gate of hell, I can still fish him out!"

Middle-aged man: "..."

"Come in first." Yan Yan opened the wooden door and motioned for them to come in.

The middle-aged man struggled to carry the young man on his back. He looked up at Yan Yan with a glimmer of hope, hoping that the genius doctor could help him, but after Yan Yan opened the door, he entered the yard without turning his head.

After a long while, Yan Yan felt that the person didn't seem to be following, so he turned around and looked curiously.

The middle-aged man struggled to carry the boy on his back, and moved step by step into the yard, Yan Yan asked with concern: "You can't carry it?"

The middle-aged man wondered if he wanted to help?He explained: "I haven't closed my eyes for two days and one night."

"Then just drag him along, it's a lot of work." Yan Yan advised him.

Middle-aged man: "..."

However, the behavior of the middle-aged man reveals respect for the young man, and he did not drag his young master along as Yan Yan said, but he recited it honestly.

After entering the yard, the middle-aged man found that the yard was not as small as imagined. The yard was divided into two parts, half of which was a well-reclaimed vegetable garden, and the other half was a green medicine garden. In the chicken pen, I heard someone coming in, and there were a few crows from the chicken pen. The layout of the whole yard resembled an ordinary farmhouse, but it was a little more leisurely than an ordinary farmhouse.

The middle-aged man felt a little more respectful towards this genius doctor. Although his temperament was a little weird, he still looked like an outsider after all.

This awe-inspiring didn't last long, the genius doctor said again: "Hey, just watch it, be careful not to step on the chicken feces, it will be brought into the house in a while."

Middle-aged man: "..."

Yan Yan smiled embarrassedly: "I've been out all day today, and I haven't had time to clean it yet."

The implication is that I am clean on weekdays!

While speaking, Yan Yan pushed open the door of the bamboo house and called them in. After entering the door, Yan Yan signaled the middle-aged man to put the boy on the bed, and then began to check on the boy.

The middle-aged man watched with frowning eyes, Yan Yan suddenly said, "How old are you?"

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, and replied, "Three out of forty."

Yan Yan turned around, glanced at the middle-aged man inexplicably, and said, "I didn't ask you, I said this kid."

The middle-aged man was slightly embarrassed: "16 years old."

"You're not very young, but you're in good shape." Yan Yan stripped off the boy's upper body, and sincerely admired him: "Do you practice martial arts all year round? He's in good health, and most people would die long after being poked a few holes. "

The middle-aged man didn't really want to reply and replied: "Yes."

Yan Yan didn't care about the middle-aged man's attitude at all. He looked at the young man. Although his brows and eyes were closed, his nose was straight and his lips were thin. He was a handsome young man. His complexion was also that rare cold white. Sun, anyway, the patient looks good, and the doctor treats him in a happy mood.

"Excuse me, pour me a glass of water." Yan Yan said to the middle-aged man without looking back, "It's on the table."

The middle-aged man was dissatisfied, but he couldn't shake his face. He reluctantly poured Yan Yan a cup of tea and handed it over.

Yan Yan stood up from the edge of the bed, took the water glass, took a sip, and sighed: "I want to drink more chrysanthemum tea all night, to clear the liver and improve eyesight."

Middle-aged man: "..." Why are there so many things!

Overnight, the young man's trauma was treated by Yan Yan, the middle-aged man didn't close his eyes, staring at Yan Yan and the young man all night, he was relieved to see that the young man's breath had stabilized.