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

"Okay."

Sikong Changfeng agreed readily.

It was just a small matter for the patient to seek medical treatment.

"The second thing,"

Sikong Changfeng took out a few more pieces of paper and handed them to Ye Lin, "This is the recipe of the Seven Starry Night Wine that Baili Dongjun asked me to pass on to you."

"Yes." Ye Lin took it without even looking at it.

Sikong Changfeng looked at Ye Lin expectantly and asked, "By the way, Baili Dongjun also said that you brewed a very special medicinal wine? I wonder if you still have it here?"

Last night, he was so greedy after hearing such high praise from Baili Dongjun.

I have been waiting all night.

"No more."

"No more?"

"Yes, I brewed that pot, and the big city lord took it all away."

"...Damn Baili Dongjun!!!"

Sikong Changfeng was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

He thought that Ye Lin should still have some medicinal wine, and he couldn't give it all to Baili Dongjun.

The result was actually like this.

Now Baili Dongjun has run away again.

Even if he didn't run away, no one knows where he is.

Even if he finds it, the medicinal wine has probably been drunk up.

He really only heard of it, but didn't know its taste.

Sikong Changfeng was very depressed.

"However, if the Third City Lord wants to drink it, it will be ready in a few days."

"Medicinal wine is not like other wine yeasts. It needs a long fermentation period. It can be brewed in three to five days."

"Besides, with the Big City Lord's love of alcohol, he will probably come back tomorrow."

Sikong Changfeng looked puzzled, "Come back? Didn't you give him all the prescriptions?"

"Yes, but there is an unusual medicinal ingredient in it, which only I have."

"..."

After a short silence, Sikong Changfeng suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha..."

Laughed so hard that tears came out.

"Bai Li... Bai Li Dongjun, this guy, probably never dreamed that he would be screwed, hahaha..."

"..."Ye Lin.

Did I cheat anyone?

Shaking his head helplessly, Ye Lin continued to ask, "Third City Lord, is there anything else?"

Sikong Changfeng's laughter stopped abruptly,

and even his expression became unnatural.

Awkward and cramped.

He glanced inside the house,

and saw that Sikong Qianluo was not paying attention to the outside.

Then he took out his right hand from behind his back.

The fingers were wrapped, and there were bamboo slips sticking out next to the fingertips.

It was obviously a bandage after a fracture.

Sikong Changfeng looked embarrassed.

This was the purpose of his coming today.

His fingers were injured by Sikong Qianluo.

It has not recovered until now.

As a father, he didn't want to expose his embarrassed appearance in front of Sikong Qianluo.

It was too embarrassing.

He was a famous spear fairy.

He was injured by the daughter of the King Kong mortal realm with spear skills and could not be healed.

If it got out, he would lose face.

"I don't know what happened. This minor injury should have healed in a day. It's been three days and two nights, and it's still like this..."

"She got hurt when she fought Qian Luo."

After a pause, Sikong Changfeng added, "You taught her the Hundred Strike of the Fire."

The reason why the injury didn't heal,

He thought about it carefully.

Ninety percent of it was because of the Hundred Strike of the Fire.

Perhaps the effect of the Hundred Strike of the Fire was a little special, which caused his injury to never heal.

"Oh, that's why."

Ye Lin suddenly realized.

No wonder Sikong Changfeng was a little weird today.

So he came to ask for help.

If it was an ordinary injury, Sikong Changfeng probably wouldn't care, and he could heal it himself.

But this injury was caused by the Hundred Strike of the Fire.

The Hundred Strike of the Fire is not special, but the effect of the No Gun Force is very special.

The injury caused by the World Force will be denied by the World.

But as long as the residual gun energy is removed, it will be fine.

Ye Lin touched the wound.

He said, "It's healed."

"He's healed?"

Sikong Changfeng was confused.

"Well, take off the gauze and bamboo slips and see."

Sikong Changfeng took off the gauze doubtfully and tried to move his fingers.

Sure enough, it has recovered as before!

Sikong Changfeng's eyes widened immediately.

Before, I knew that Ye Lin's medical skills were amazing, but I saw and listened to others.

This time, I really felt what "the best doctor in the world" means.

No wonder Baili Dongjun also said last night that he saw Ye Lin's medical skills with his own eyes, and he deserved to be the best in the world!

"It's amazing."

"Ye Lin, people in the world always compare your medical skills with your teacher, but I think your teacher is probably too embarrassed to compare with you." Thinking of the strange old man who had not seen him for many years, Sikong Changfeng seemed to know his mood.

Ye Lin smiled and did not explain.

He was bornBefore, his medical skills were indeed only slightly better than the Medicine King.

Now this magical medical skill basically comes from the system.

Moreover, the means of treating Sikong Changfeng were not medical skills.

It was just that he happened to know how to use the prairie fire.

But these explanations were too complicated.

He was too lazy to explain.

"Little Master Uncle——"

Just then, Xiao Se came to the door.

He called Ye Lin first, and then turned to Sikong Changfeng and said, "Master..."

The word "Master" sounded a bit strange.

On the contrary, the three words "Little Master Uncle" sounded quite intimate.

However, Sikong Changfeng didn't care about these details.

"You are here." Sikong Changfeng.

"My junior uncle helped me treat my damaged hidden veins. After just one treatment yesterday, I recovered a lot."

Xiao Se tried to circulate his internal energy, clenched his fists, and said with satisfaction, "I have recovered to the eighth or ninth level of strength."

Sikong Changfeng patted Xiao Se's shoulder and said earnestly, "Get along well with Ye Lin. There are many things in him that are worth learning. I am not worthy of the title of master."

"Yes, Master." Xiao Se nodded.

"Mr. Ye——"

Xu Fengnian's respectful voice also came.

Then, a strange voice came, "Xu Longxiang, meet Mr. Ye Lin."

Xu Longxiang has changed a lot compared to yesterday.

Sikong Changfeng looked at Xu Longxiang in surprise, with incredible eyes.

"Have you recovered?"

"Not fully recovered yet."

Xu Longxiang did not answer, but Xu Fengnian spoke instead.

Xu Fengnian lovingly touched Xu Longxiang's head and said, "However, Huang Man'er has gotten much better. He can recognize everyone now. Moreover, he has a particularly deep memory of Mr. Ye."

"Huang Man'er, this is the Third City Lord, calling him."

"Third City Lord." Huang Man'er called innocently.

Although he has not fully recovered.

But Sikong Changfeng was already very surprised.

He exclaimed in amazement.

"It's amazing, a person with congenital mental retardation has recovered so much so quickly, which is rare in the world."

"It's Mr. Ye Lin's medical skills." Xu Fengnian was very happy.

"Mr. Ye——"

Xu Xiao's voice also sounded behind him.

Wearing light armor, he walked to the front with respect in his expression, "Mr. Ye, I wonder if my lame leg can be cured?"