"Oh? Didn't you untie the hole formation diagram on the stone wall?" The King of Hell was also confused.

Qin Mu's mind clashed when he heard this and asked:

"You mean, what is stored behind the stone wall is one of the remaining scrolls of the Xiang Jue, the Dunjia scroll?"

"Tsk tsk, you are still unintentional. It seems that you have a fate with the Qin family by entering the Xiangzhi. I did not find the wrong person."

Seeing this, the King of Hell couldn't help but become even more excited.

But Qin Mu was not excited at all, and he realized why Duan Qiao and his family valued this thing so much.

Not to mention ordinary people, this is something that even the King of Hell has been thinking about day and night!

But at the same time, he also knew what Dunjia Roll meant to the two major families.

"King of Hell, what should I do?" he said uneasy.

"Of course, it is your mission to take back the Dunjia Roll at any cost."

The decisive attitude of the King of Hell made Qin Mu hesitate.

Didn’t this let him cut off the lifelines of the two major families?

But he knew very well that he had to collect all the skills of the appearance, but he had to think of a smooth solution.

"Okay, give me some time, I will definitely not let you down."

The King of Hell saw Qin Mu's concerns and shook his head:

"It's not that I won't disappoint you. I'm taking back the skills to save the people of the three realms. You have to take the overall situation into consideration!"

"Qin Mu, I know what you are hesitating about, but entering the Xiang Jue is definitely not a powerful tool in the hands of the noble families!"

"I hope you can recognize this!"

"I see."

Qin Mu seemed a little disappointed, but what he was disappointed was why he had to make a choice.

"Just understand, okay, you have been doing this dream for a long time, it's time to wake up."

After the King of Hell said that, he raised his hand and brought the fire, and the flames burst out, blocking between the two of them.

The next second he disappeared, and Qin Mu's vision gradually disappeared, and his consciousness gradually became clear.

He slowly opened his eyes and was squeezed into his eyes by the scorching sunlight.

"Um……"

Qin Mu quickly attracted the attention of the people around him after making a discomfort groan.

Turning his head, he saw a long hair spreading around him, and the exquisite ceiling above him also let him know where he was.

It seems that the phone call was called before losing consciousness, and Qin Mu is now in the hospital.

"You're awake?"

Qiao Yulan raised her head, looking haggard, obviously staying by the bed all night.

"If you contact that person, I will definitely not die."

Qin Mu said with a wry smile.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open invisibly, and Yandonghai walked quickly, and was quite surprised to see Qin Mu's mental state.

"Young man, you have the best physical fitness I have ever seen."

He exclaimed.

Qin Mu suffered a serious injury that was almost incurable last night. Unexpectedly, he was almost healed overnight after his treatment. It was shocking.

Seeing the visitor Qin Mu, he stood up and knelt down to thank him, but the other party pressed him back to the bed.

"I know what you want to say, but it's up to you to recover mostly by yourself, I just tried my best."

Yandonghai smiled.

"Just because Mr. Yan was willing to come from the capital overnight to treat me because of a phone call. I, Qin Mu, will definitely remember this kindness in my heart."

Qin Mu was quite excited.

After all, he only met Yandonghai and was ruthless.

Dialing the other party’s number is just a lucky mentality because he doesn’t think anyone else can handle his injuries.

"Hello Grandpa Yan."

Qiao Yulan, who usually stands alone, nodded obediently in the face of her elders.

"Haha, now that Mr. Qin has woken up, you have worked hard all night, so why not go and rest."

As he said that, he moved a chair to Yandonghai and sat next to Qin Mu's bed, as if full of questions.

Qin Mu was also quite surprised, but he didn't expect that Qiao Yulan knew everyone.

The latter nodded and retreated to the ward with tactfulness.

The next second Yandonghai asked anxiously:

"Mr. Qin, what kind of injuries did you suffer yesterday? It is the first time I have seen you in 50 years in medical practice."

When talking about academic issues, Yan Donghai is very serious and serious. After all, the two of them also became friends because of this.

"Old sir, I don't want to hide anything from you, but I can't explain what kind of injury this is."

"You can understand that I was inserted into my body with a trachea, and then my whole body was blown to swell and almost exploded."

Qin Mu is in trouble.

"Haha, your description is very appropriate to what I saw."

Speaking of this, Yan Donghai changed his tone and squinted his eyes and smiled:

"Young man, are you not an ordinary person, are you? I mean more than your medical skills."

"You asked this, I'm afraid you have an answer in your heart, so you might as well just say it."

Qin Mu has no reservations about Yandonghai.

"It goes without saying that you are a strange doctor, but you should still be a powerful warrior."

"When I was healing you last night, I had no intention of exploring your bones, coordinated and upright, and full of martial spirit."

"And the bones are tender and hard, hard but not sharp, very smooth, and there are no thick calluses on the hands."

"It's not like practicing martial arts that face the strength of the head-on, you should practice Tai Chi."

Yandonghai is smiling and quite confident.

Qin Mu was also shocked. Unexpectedly, the wise eyes of this miracle doctor were almost comparable to his divination skills.

"I admire you. You said nothing, but you can still explain in detail." He smiled.

"Oh? It seems that you have another identity that I have missed?"

Yan Donghai shaved the beard at the corner of his mouth and looked at him again.

But no matter how he looked at it, he could only tell that Qin Mu was still a college student and had no clues about other identities.

"It's strange...Young man, do you mind letting me see the back of your head?"

Yandonghai seems to be competing with Qin Mu.

"Of course." Qin Mu was also excited and immediately turned over.

Then Yan Donghai pressed his head with his fingers and pressed it down the middle line from the Tianling Cap, with even force.

He stopped after pressing it a few times because he found that there was a pit half the size of a nail on the back of Qin Mu's head.

If you don't press it carefully with your hands, no one else can tell it.

"There is a gap in the back mystical bone, which is the fruit of life-saving and soul-consuming. It seems that you have betrayed your soul a lot, and you have also seen the secrets of heaven."

"You are full of righteousness, don't you look like a charlatan in the world, aren't you a good scholar?"

If Yandonghai hadn't been from the capital, he wouldn't have been able to explain this answer.

Qin Mu was surprised when he heard this. He tried to touch the back of his head, but he couldn't find the back bone.

It was the first time he knew this way of distinguishing the monks.

"The younger generation is willing to give up the disadvantage. The old man has seen all my last secrets, and I don't even know where that bone is."

Yandonghai waved his hand:

"Haha, there are 206 bones in a person, and I have only touched and remembered every piece in my life."

"Medical skills are not a means of quick success and instant benefits. You should also ask for divination. You can explore the secrets of heaven, but you can just take a look at a corner. Don't be greedy for the whole picture."

Suddenly, the other party taught a lesson with medical skills, and Qin Mu was enlightened. Unexpectedly, this old man had more than just medical skills in his mind.
Chapter completed!