It was cold back then

Standing on the Wanghai Terrace for a long time, no one came to pass the message, everyone was impatient waiting, when they were all asking Zhao Youmian, they saw a drug boy walking in the yard, leaning towards Zhao Youmian's ear said something.

Seeing Zhao Mian nodded lightly, the drug boy went straight to Qisang and said politely: "Miss Yue, my husband has something to say, please let the girl go to the hospital."

Everyone immediately looked at Qi Sang.

"Why do you want to see her?"

"Isn't that the disciple of Zhuang Nei who was found back a while ago??"

"Could it be that the King of Medicine has taken a fancy to her? It seems that there is hope that this Fuyu Island will belong to the Eastern Realm."

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Amidst whispers, Qi Sang was squatting on the ground and nibbling on some fruit. Hearing this, she raised her head and said, "Thank you, I don't see a doctor, I'm healthy."

Hearing her words, everyone was a little uncontrollably astonished.

The drug boy was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Miss is joking, sir is not going to see a doctor for you."

Qi Sang said "Oh", "That's good, I don't have any money."

Everyone: "..."

Where did this silly girl come from?

Yaotong smiled wryly and said, "Young lady, let me go in first."

Qi Sang dropped the fruit core in her hand and stood up: "I don't know him, why does he want me?"

Yaotong said: "I don't know, little boy, Mr. only said that he wanted to see you."

Qi Sang said clearly: "So, then can I bring my sister?"

Yaotong was in a dilemma: "This... sir said that he only saw the girl for the time being."

"Just treat me alone?" Qi Sang thought for a while, "Then let me think about it!"

Yaotong showed surprise, and looked at Zhao Mianmian as if asking for help.

The onlookers were speechless.

Finally, Pei Lu couldn't bear it any longer, he raised his forehead and said, "Stop talking nonsense, if you are told to go in, go in."

Qi Sang thought that something bad was about to happen on this broken island, and she, an unknown person, was lucky enough to be summoned by the King of Medicine, maybe there was some kind of conspiracy!She doesn't want to be cannon fodder!

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Yue Chuhan behind him.

"elder sister?"

Yue Chuhan didn't say anything, just nodded at her.

With the heroine around, nothing big should happen, right?Qi Sang thought for a moment, then walked towards the courtyard together with the medicine boy.

Walking into the courtyard, her breath was filled with a strong smell of medicine, but it was not pungent. Instead, it made people feel refreshed. The medicine boy led her all the way in, and soon stopped outside an inconspicuous wooden house. .

"Mr. is inside, and the girl can go in by herself."

After Yaotong finished speaking, he bowed and left.

Qi Sang looked around and raised her hand to knock on the door, but before she touched it, the door opened by herself.

At the same time, a young voice sounded: "Come in."

Qi Sang stepped in and closed the door. The strange thing is that the inside is not a closed room, but a small open-air courtyard. There are also a lot of medicinal herbs in the courtyard. An unknown big tree stands in the courtyard. Among them, the luxuriant branches and leaves soared into the sky, directly covering the sky above the courtyard.

Under the tree, a young man in Tsing Yi was boiling medicinal soup.

Qi Sang smelled the smell of the medicine, and asked in surprise, "What did you cook?"

The young man looked at her sideways, revealing a handsome face with profound features, and said with a smile: "This is completely clear."

Clear and clean?Qisang walked over to have a look, and saw white lumps and green grass leaves boiling in the small earthenware pot, with a fragrant fragrance.

Smelling the scent, Qi Sang actually felt a little hungry, so she asked curiously, "What is it for? It looks quite delicious."

The young man served her a bowl: "Taste it."

"Can people take the medicine casually?" Qi Sang took it, leaned closer and sniffed it again, "I'm not sick, so nothing will happen if I take it?"

The young man happily said: "Taste first, and then talk after tasting."

Qi Sang lowered her head and took a sip of the soup.

The young man seemed to be looking forward to it: "How?"

Qi Sang thought about it for a while: "It's not bad, it doesn't have any medicinal taste, but it tastes sweet and delicious."

The young man showed a relieved look: "Taste the ingredients inside again." He said and handed her a spoon.

Qi Sang took a few mouthfuls of the herbs there.

The young man looked at her: "How?"

Qi Sang looked up at him, then raised the bowl in her hand to observe it carefully for a while, and asked doubtfully, "Why do I smell like tofu when I eat it?"

The young man bent his lips and continued to ask, "Is it delicious?"

Qi Sang nodded: "It's delicious," she swallowed the bowl of soup in a few gulps, "So what exactly is this?"

The young man said with satisfaction: "Cabbage tofu soup is here."

Qi Sang: "..."

"Is it really tofu??"

The young man smiled: "I'm very interested in cooking recently."

Qi Sang put the bowl aside and said speechlessly: "You are just idle..." After saying that, she looked around, "Where's your Medicine King? Didn't he want to see me?"

The young man said politely: "You have already seen it."

Qi Sang looked at him in astonishment: "You are the medicine king Gongling?"

The young man said: "Exactly."

No way!Yao Wang is so young?Don't they all call him old people one by one!

Qi Sang looked at him for a long time, surprised: "But didn't they say that you are terminally ill and will die soon?" This lively and lively person doesn't look like a dying person!

Gong Ling said softly: "It is true that you will die soon." After saying that, he sat down on the bamboo chair beside him and asked, "Is there any fruit in your little bag?"

After the incident of the bowl of tofu soup just now, and the fact that Yao Wang himself was a young and handsome man, Qi Sang was somewhat confused about him, so she subconsciously pressed the small satchel on her waist and said, "How do you know?"

Gong Ling didn't answer, and asked, "Can you give me one?"

Why does it feel that this person's mind is a little abnormal... Qi Sang hesitated for a moment, touched a fruit and gave it to him.

The dying person still has a good appetite and good teeth, and he wiped out the fruit in a few strokes. Seeing that he ate it as if it was delicious, Qi Sang didn't forget the business: "Why did you ask me?"

Gong Ling pulled a chair for her, and said: "Yesterday when you went to the island, you have been eating this fruit, and today is the same. I have never eaten this fruit, and I am a little curious."

Qi Sang was silent for a while: "So you want to see me... just to ask me for some fruit?"

Gong Ling nodded: "I have a special constitution. Many foods that ordinary people can eat are like arsenic to me. Once ingested, it will cause diseases. It is extremely difficult to cure, and the process is painful."

Qi Sang was taken aback: "Then you still eat?" She quickly stepped forward and patted him on the back, "Quick! Spit it out!"

What are you doing!If Tangtang Yaowang burped because he ate her fruit, would she still want to live?

Gong Ling laughed softly, raised her hand to restrain her: "It's okay, that was in the past, now I'm no different from a dead person, I'm fine if I eat it."

Don't tell me sooner!Qi Sang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good...don't let those people outside think I was the cause of your death."

Gong Ling looked at her with great interest: "If it is true as you said, would you be afraid?"

Qi Sang frowned, thinking: "I must be afraid. If you die, those people will definitely kill me to pay for your life. I don't want to die."

"Then I will teach you something," Gong Ling said. "With that thing, not only will they not kill you, but they will regard you as a reborn parent, and even respect you more than a reborn parent."

Will there be such a good thing?Qi Sang was suspicious: "What?"

Then Gong Ling said slowly: "Rejuvenation technique."

After hearing those three words clearly, Qi Sang was very surprised: "You want to teach me the technique of rejuvenation?"

Gong Ling sat up straight, straightened her clothes, and said, "First kneel down and knock three times. There is no tea here, so you can serve me with soup instead of tea, and finally call me Master, and I will perform the rejuvenation technique." taught to you."

Qi Sang was shocked: "You really want to teach me?"

Gong Ling nodded: "A bowl of soup."

Qi Sang remained motionless: "Why?"

Judging by his posture, this person really seems to want to take her as his apprentice to teach him the technique of rejuvenation, but in this way, wouldn't the new owner of Fuyu Island become Qisang?There are so many talented people out there, why did he take a fancy to himself?

Gong Ling smiled and said: "You invited me to eat the fruit, and in return, I will teach you the technique of rejuvenation, which is reasonable."

Qi Sang was dumbfounded: "That's why you? Think it over, if you accept me as a disciple, it means that you want to hand over Fuyu Island to me. This is too hasty, I don't know anything!"

"That's why I want to teach you the rejuvenation technique," Gong Ling said, "With the rejuvenation technique, you won't be able to do anything."

Qi Sang quickly refused: "Don't! I don't want to learn!"

This time it was Gong Ling who was surprised: "You don't want to learn? Why?"

She is the one who wants to capture the heroine and return to the real world!Qi Sang replied: "I'm not interested in practicing medicine, and I'm even less interested in Fuyu Island. There are many people out there who want to worship you as a teacher. You can pick anyone who is better than me. Why bother looking for me?"

"Because you are more suitable than them," Gong Ling said, "You don't want to be a teacher, and I don't force it."

As he spoke, he took out a small palm-length bamboo tube from his pocket: "This is the prescription for rejuvenation, you take it."

Qi Sang took two steps back: "I don't want it, I don't want it..."

Gongling smiled slightly, got up and forced the bamboo tube to her, said softly, "I'm going to die, I have to find someone to entrust this thing to me before I die, if you really don't want to learn, just keep it for me temporarily, it's considered Please do me a favor."

For some reason, Qi Sang had a bad feeling: "Temporary storage? But you said you were going to die, so who shall I return this thing to in the future?"

Gong Ling said kindly, "It's up to you to dispose of it. Since the things are given to you, it's up to you to decide whether to keep them or not."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and put it on Qisang's head, with a low tone: "You do me this favor, and I will come to help you once."

Feeling that the hand seemed to be exerting a slight force, a warm current flowed into her brain soon, Qisang did not dare to move, and said in horror: "What are you doing?"

Gong Ling said quietly, "Help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, an unspeakable severe pain suddenly emerged from his mind.

It was as if being violently sawed by countless sharp knives, almost tearing the whole head, the pain was excruciating.

Qi Sang screamed subconsciously, but before she could make a sound, Gong Ling tapped her dumb acupoint quickly, and the hand on top of her head glowed bright white, surging with true energy.

The process was painful and long, and the pain became more and more fierce and intense. The painful Qisang's face was hideous, and her brain was about to explode. After an unknown amount of time, Gong Ling finally gave up. Qisang's eyes darkened, and she fell down suddenly. on the ground.

The severe pain lingered for a long time and was unbearable. Qisang scratched her heart and liver in pain, fell to the ground and rolled and struggled.

Seeing this, Gong Ling helped her up and relieved her pain with his true energy.

As if passing through an incomparably long century, it took Qisang a long time to recover, her mind was blank.

Gong Ling unlocked her acupuncture points, raised her hand to stroke her hair gently, and pulled out many silvery white needles.

"Eighteen, no more, no less, just right."