Zongwu: Open a clinic in Xueyue City and become a saint by curing diseases!

The next day.

Leimen.

Lei Yunhe stood on the land he had been away from for a long time, with endless thoughts in his heart.

He quietly avoided the Leimen tribe.

He came to the former training ground.

Just like it was fourteen years ago, the layout here has not changed at all.

It seems... someone is deliberately maintaining it.

"Who?!"

A deep voice sounded from behind.

The appearance of the person has emerged in his mind.

However,

He turned his head slowly.

What he saw was not what he imagined.

The right face of the person was covered with hideous scars, and the vicissitudes of life seemed to be older than him.

When the person saw him, he dropped the rice tray in his hand to the ground with a "bang".

"Brother... Brother..." The person's voice trembled.

"Long time no see, Qianhu."

Lei Yunhe's nose was sour.

Suddenly he had the urge to cry.

It was not for the long-awaited reunion, but for Lei Qianhu's current appearance.

The person who came was the head of the Thunder Sect of the Thunderbolt Hall - Lei Qianhu.

"Brother!!!"

Lei Qianhu rushed over and hugged Lei Yunhe.

Although he was in his 40s, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Lei Yunhe stretched out his hands and hugged his brother whom he hadn't seen for 14 years.

He also felt extremely guilty.

He was also a member of the Thunder Sect.

But since being defeated by Zhao Yuzhen,

he has been sinking into depravity, abandoning himself, and even unwilling to return to the Thunder Sect.

The burden of the entire Thunder Sect fell on Lei Qianhu's shoulders alone.

The slug who used to follow them,

is now famous.

After a long time.

The two sat in front of the stone table.

The rice tray that fell on the ground was also brought over.

Two plates of side dishes, a bowl of rice,

and a pot of wine.

This is Lei Qianhu's lunch.

Lei Qianhu wanted to ask his servants to cook again, but was stopped by Lei Yunhe.

Lei Yunhe didn't want others to know that he was back.

Because he was about to leave again.

The grudge with Zhao Yuzhen had to be resolved.

However, he changed his mind halfway.

He went back to Leimen first.

Because he was worried that he would die in Qingcheng Mountain on this trip and would never see Lei Qianhu again.

The two sat at the table with food and wine and talked about the past.

"Qianhu, you are injured..."

"When the Demon Cult went east, a guy left it for me. It's not a problem."

Lei Yunhe was silent for a while.

"Qianhu, I'm sorry for you."

"Brother, what are you talking about? I have been the head of Leimen all these years in Leimen. I am the top leader of our Leimen. Isn't it much better than you and Brother Hong?"

Lei Qianhu said with a smile.

He seemed very satisfied with the current situation.

He seemed to like being the head of the Lei family.

However, Lei Yunhe knew what Lei Qianhu's ideal was?

Like him and Lei Hong, he wanted to travel the world.

Unfortunately, he and Lei Hong went to the world.

Lei Qianhu was left to guard the Lei Clan.

Looking at Lei Qianhu's hideous scar.

Lei Yunhe's eyes darkened.

"Qianhu, come with me to Xueyue City."

"Why go to Xueyue City?"

"To see your injury."

Lei Qianhu laughed dumbly, "Brother, this injury has been with me for more than fourteen years. I'm used to it. Why does it need to be treated? Besides, I don't want to leave Leimen anymore."

"Why?"

Lei Qianhu was free and easy, saying without any grudges,

"I don't know how many days I can live. The cold poison has invaded my heart. I'm satisfied to have lived for another fourteen years.";

"I can live another year or two."

"I was thinking that if you don't come back in one or two years, I will go to find you."

"I can't die without seeing you once."

Looking at Lei Qianhu like this.

Lei Yunhe felt even more guilty.

He hit his thigh hard, hating himself for doing nothing for so many years.

"Brother, drink."

Lei Qianhu poured the wine into the bowl.

He clinked the cup with Lei Yunhe's.

Lei Yunhe poured it into his mouth.

But Lei Qianhu poured him another cup and said, "Brother, don't be like this. We haven't seen each other for a long time. It's a happy thing."

Lei Yunhe was silent.

Looking at this familiar setting.

It's self-evident.

Lei Qianhu has been staying here all these years.

Moreover, he would come here when eating.

Lei Qianhu has been waiting for him to come back.

But he,

has been confined to his own place,

living in his own shadow and refusing to come out.

He clenched his fist and looked straight at Lei Qianhu.

"Let's not go to Qingcheng Mountain first."

"I'm going to take you to Xueyue City first!"

"Brother, it's really not necessary." Lei QianhuHu was still very happy that Lei Yunhe was not going to Qingcheng Mountain. He wanted to stay with Lei Yunhe even more.

"The disciple of Medicine King is in Xueyue City. His medical skills are more advanced than those of Medicine King. He will definitely be able to cure you!"

"Brother, it's really not necessary."

Lei Qianhu said with a wry smile, "I have a cold poison attacking my heart. I haven't been cured in fourteen years, and it is impossible to cure it."

"As for the disciple of Medicine King you mentioned, I have also heard about it."

"It's the time when he needs to make a name for himself."

"Let's not go over and cause trouble for him."

"It's not a good job to smash someone's signboard."

"The descendants of our Lei family may need help from others in the future. If you let someone remember your grudge, wouldn't that cause trouble for yourself?"

Lei Qianhu is so "sensible" that it makes people feel distressed.

He is not impulsive, always considers the overall situation, and considers the future of Lei family.

But the more rational he is, the more guilty Lei Yunhe feels.

"This time, you must listen to me!"

Lei Yunhe's attitude is very firm.

"Brother..."

"Believe me, Ye Lin is not the kind of person who is so careful about his reputation! He is a great doctor and a very kind person. Even if he knows that he can't cure you, he will not choose not to cure you, but will try his best to cure you!"

Lei Yunhe said with a firm look, "Moreover, when I say Ye Lin's medical skills are superb, it's not that his medical skills are better than other doctors, but... his medical skills can be called immortal skills!"

"Immortal skills?"

"It's true! Immortal skills! I dare to promise with my life that Ye Lin's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, and no one can compare with him! Even the King of Medicine Xin Baicao, it is absolutely impossible!"

Lei Yunhe's firm guarantee made Lei Qianhu hesitate.

Is Ye Lin's medical skills really that good?

He heard that Ye Lin's medical skills surpassed the King of Medicine.

But that's all he knew.

Because there is no clear rumor in the world.

If it weren't for the fact that the news was confirmed to be true.

He would have suspected that someone was spreading rumors.

After all, the Jianghu only said that Ye Lin's medical skills surpassed the King of Medicine.

But there was no definite case.

Seeing that Lei Qianhu was still hesitant,

Lei Yunhe asked in a deep voice, "Qianhu, didn't you find anything abnormal about me?"

"Abnormal?"

Lei Qianhu pondered for a moment.

He looked Lei Yunhe up and down.

Except that he looked a little older than he remembered and had a lot more white hair,

there seemed to be no other changes?

"I can't tell." Lei Qianhu shook his head.

"Think about it again--"

Lei Yunhe laughed speechlessly.

"More handsome?" Lei Qianhu asked.

"..." Lei Yunhe, "Think about why I didn't return to Leimen?"

"Because you were..."

Lei Qianhu suddenly opened his eyes wide and finally reacted belatedly.

"Brother, your arm!!!!"