"What a seven-color insect, I didn't expect that it would even mutation." Zheng Ming said with a sigh in his voice after carefully looking at the purple blood.

The word "mutation" sounded in the ears of the black-hearted old man, but the expression of the black-hearted old man became even more frightened.

A prescription quickly appeared in Zheng Ming's heart, but Zheng Ming was not ready to say it immediately.

The reason is actually very simple. He has not finished his time for Zhang Zhongjing's hero card. Although he cannot be said to have no power to tie a chicken, he is also an incomparable warrior who can kill him.

Zheng Ming naturally had to wait, but the old man in black could not wait. The purple blood and Zheng Ming's mutation had already made him feel confused.

"Young Master Zheng, my daughter..." The black-hearted old man rubbed his hands, his words were filled with worry.

The black-hearted old man now is no longer the overlord who can make loud decisions on life and death in the entire Lu Ling Mansion, but an ordinary old man who cares about his daughter's condition.

Although his force can cause the entire Lu Ling Mansion to collapse, in the eyes of most people, he is just an ordinary old man.

"Blue fallen flowers, red sandalwood flowers, golden heart flowers, annual flowers..." Zheng Ming said the names of the seven kinds of flowers in one breath.

As the names were spoken one by one, the black-hearted old man's last doubts about Zheng Ming disappeared completely. At this time, he was looking at Zheng Ming with anticipation.

In such a short time, it is not something that ordinary doctors can do.

No, it should be said that this is not something that an ordinary doctor can do. Zheng Ming may be able to really cure his daughter.

"Young Master Zheng is right, these seven kinds of flowers!"

The woman in yellow also had a hint of expectation in her eyes. Although she has been like this since she was a child, she should be said to have some habits, but as a person, who doesn’t want her to be able to get better?

What's more, the woman in yellow has seen every day over the years, her father is running around for her illness.

She really didn't want to continue like this, but every time her father took her to see the famous doctors, she was powerless in the end.

This made her very sad. But now, some of Zheng Ming's words filled her heart with hope.

"Blood silkworm top, golden centipede, snow clam tuberculosis..." Zheng Ming sighed and said nine kinds of insects again.

As soon as the names of these nine types of insects were revealed, a pharmacist from the Medicine King Pavilion suddenly shouted: "The blood silkworm is obviously a great tonic, how can it become a poison?"

The pharmacist's speech made several other miracle doctors shout: "Yes, the blood silkworm top is a great tonic medicine. It can be said that it will replenish vital energy. It will definitely not become any poison. You are talking nonsense."

Zheng Ming looked at the yelling pharmacists and ignored their thoughts. For him, this time he treated the woman in yellow, which was just casually doing it. He himself did not have the intention to be a miracle doctor.

Naturally, there is no idea of ​​arguing with those so-called miraculous doctors.

"Shut up!" The old man with a angrily shouted was like a violent lion. His aura was pressing towards the pharmacists who were seven or eight feet away from him at this moment.

Under his momentum, the pharmacists had no time to react and all fell to the ground.

When the pharmacists of his subordinates began to refute, the third young master felt a little more joyful, but the reaction of the black-hearted old man made him feel that this time, Zheng Ming was right again.

What Zheng Ming said made the Third Young Master feel that it would be a bit difficult to realize his idea of ​​killing Zheng Ming with the help of the black-hearted old man.

Although the old man with black heart has good reputation, it is related to his daughter's condition. I'm afraid the old man with black heart will not pay so much attention to it.

"Master Zhang Liaoyuan took half a year to test the seven-flowered insects, exactly the same as what Mr. Zheng said."

This sentence was said very seriously by the old man, and in the solemnity, it was even more joyful.

Who is Zhang Liaoyuan? In the Great Jin Dynasty, this person is the top doctor, and many people even directly call him a master.

Although his martial arts are average, many people treat him as a person above the third rank, because his medical skills are so strong that he has reached the point of returning to life.

Even a strong man dared not say that he would never deal with Master Zhang in his entire life, so he was very polite to Zhang Liaoyuan.

Now, it took Master Zhang half a year to measure something. Zheng Ming only took a quarter of an hour to make it clear. Zheng Ming's medical skills...

For a moment, almost everyone looked at Zheng Ming and had strange things.

Zheng Ming didn't care about these gazes. He was calculating in his mind when the time limit for Zhang Zhongjing's hero card disappeared.

"Mr. Zheng...Mr. Zheng, I don't know the little girl's poison. You can help save Yi2." The black-hearted old man's name for Zheng Ming has changed from a young master to a gentleman.

Although only two words have been changed, the changes in these two words fully reflect the respect of the black-hearted old man for Zheng Ming.

Although Zheng Ming was anxious, he still said calmly on the surface: "This poison of the seven flowers and nine insects is not only a poison for your daughter, but also a kind of innate weakness."

"In addition to your tonics, hehe, it can be said that the poison of the seven flowers and nine insects can no longer be called the poison of the seven flowers and nine insects."

The black-hearted old man showed a hint of disappointment. The poison of the seven-colored and nine-worms was originally a very powerful poison. Now that this poison has mutated, the poison can be imagined.

Could it be that Zheng Ming has no choice?

"I can't treat this kind of poison, but... why do I tell you the treatment method, and why do I need to help you with it?" Zheng Ming said this, and he had already stood up from the small chair, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

The old man, the black-hearted, did not create any atmosphere because of Zheng Ming's words. It can even be said that his eyes were full of ecstasy.

Over the years, he has found many famous doctors and nationalists to help his daughter treat his illness.

All the answers given to him by these people are untreatable. Now, although Zheng Ming's words are very unpleasant, Zheng Ming is the only one among these people who can say heal.

What's more, what Zheng Ming said just now made him feel that Zheng Ming was not talking nonsense, everything Zheng Ming said was true.

"Mr. Zheng is really capable of curing my daughter's illness?" The old man black-hearted rubbed his hands and stepped forward.

Zheng Ming nodded lightly, but did not say anything again.

"Hahaha, Jin'er, your illness finally has hope. As long as you can cure you, I believe your mother's spirit in heaven will be very relieved!" The black-hearted old man smiled long ago, and there were even a trace of tears in his eyes.

It can be seen that at this time, the old man with black heart is an excitement, an ecstasy vent, a kind of...

Zheng Ming ignored the madness of the black-hearted old man. He just looked at the black-hearted old man faintly.

"Mr. Zheng, since you can cure my daughter's illness, please take action quickly. The price I paid by Nan Yunbing will definitely satisfy you." After calming down, the old man said solemnly.

Zheng Ming didn't say anything, but his eyes stared at the Third Young Master coldly.

The Third Young Master had a feeling in his heart that this time, he seemed to have lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot.

This black-hearted old man was originally invited to kill Zheng Ming, but now, judging from this situation, as long as Zheng Ming says a word, this black-hearted old man may help him deal with him.

Thinking of the old man's martial arts, the third young master felt a little worried, and the look of Zheng Ming looking at him made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Senior Blackheart, you must not be deceived by this junior. He might just fool you!" The third young master who said these words almost burst into tears.

Zheng Ming didn't say anything, but the old man black-hearted waved at the third young master and directly grabbed the third young master by his side.

"There is no room for you to talk nonsense here." The old man in black-hearted stared at the third young master coldly, and then said with a hint of earnestness: "This person invites me to deal with Mr. Zheng, which is really a great sin."

"I can help the teacher kill this person and take on all the revenge of Yaowang Pavilion for the husband. What does Mr. Zheng think?"

The third young master almost cried at this moment. The person he had been asking for through great hardships actually wanted to kill him. What is the law of heaven?

"Senior Heixin, you can't kill me. I have Kunyuan San. There are countless famous doctors in our Yaowang Pavilion. I can ask them to help Miss Gui treat the disease. I can go to the Supreme Sect and help Miss Gui seek medicine."

The black-hearted old man's palm hit the third young master's face heavily, directly making the third young master speechless.

Even so, the third young master who was beaten did not receive any attention from the black-hearted old man, and he still stared at Zheng Ming tightly.

Zheng Ming still shook his head lightly and said, "It's not too difficult for me to kill these three young masters. Why do you have to do it?"

"As for Yaowang Pavilion? They are going to cause trouble for me, Zheng Ming, I, will follow, not to mention that the debt they owe me, I am not going to let it go with them like this."

A trace of evil appeared in the eyes of the black-hearted old man, but then he said respectfully again: "I can give you a fiefdom for you, so that Mr. Zheng's family can become a sixth-grade family."

"And, as long as Mr. Zheng is willing, I can let Mr. enter the Tianwu Superintendent of our Great Jin Dynasty and be trained to the best."

The sixth-grade family, in the entire Luling Mansion, is just a seventh-grade family. If a seventh-grade family wants to strive to become a sixth-grade family, they don’t know how many difficulties they have to go through, let alone Zheng Ming and his family, now they are not even a nine-grade family.

And Tianwu Supervisor, I don’t know how many young people’s dreams are.

Zheng Ming looked at the old man with a heart and said calmly: "Tianwu Superintendent, when I want to go, I can go by myself. As for the sixth-grade family? I believe that my family will definitely not be the sixth-grade family in the Great Jin Dynasty in the future." (~^~)
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