Xiao Fan ignored Qi Wu's expression, turned to Jiang Shangyue, and asked: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, in the prescriptions you prescribed for Miss Qiaoqiao before, did you use medicines such as Xi Feng, Ma Ye, and Gao Jian?"
"How do you know?" Jiang Shangyue was startled at first and blurted out. Then he came to his senses immediately, his face darkened and he said with a sneer: "Miss Sun is weak and afraid of wind, heat and noise. She will sit down whenever there is any disturbance.
When I feel restless, I take wind-relieving, hemp leaves, and Gao Jing as medicine, which is a good remedy for the disease."
Xiao Fan shook his head slightly and said in a low voice: "It is symptomatic, but Miss Qiaoqiao is a wood wind spirit with the main wind attribute. The amount of these medicines is too large, which not only curbs the symptoms of convulsion, but also
It suppresses the vitality of Qiaoqiao girl. Treating the symptoms but not the root cause."
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Jiang Shangyue's face, and even Qi Wu was doubtful.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Jiang Shangyue didn't panic, sneered heavily and scolded him rudely.
"Jiang is not the only doctor who has treated Miss Sun. Even Mr. Bing of Xinglinyuan has done it himself. I can see clearly that Mr. Bing's prescriptions also contain the same symptoms of Xifeng and Ma.
Ye, Gaoqian, these three herbs. According to you, Mr. Bing is also using the medicines indiscriminately, treating the symptoms but not the root cause?"
The so-called Mr. Bing is really like thunder to everyone present.
Even Xiao Fan, a recent outsider, had already heard of this old gentleman's illustrious reputation.
Mr. Bing Lao is the chief elder of the Xinglin Gang and the chief doctor of Xinglinyuan. He is publicly recommended as the number one expert in the Qihuang art in Jinzhou City. His own cultivation has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. This is true for a doctor.
A miraculous height!
It is reasonable for Qi Wu to care so much about his granddaughter that he asked Mr. Bing, who is known as the number one in Jinzhou City, to personally take action.
Since Mr. Bing has used these three kinds of medicine, you are just a newcomer. What else is there to be suspicious of?
Xiao Fan frowned and said: "There is no certain rule for diagnosing the pulse and treating the disease. The prescription must change with the change of the condition. Miss Qiaoqiao has symptoms of convulsion, and Mr. Bing should use some medicine to calm the wind. It is reasonable. But the symptoms of convulsion
After it subsides, we have to switch to other prescriptions. How can we continue to use them regardless of the inconvenience?"
"You...you are arrogant!"
Jiang Shangyue was furious and stretched out her hand. She pointed her halberd at Xiao Fan, her whole body trembling slightly with anger. If it weren't for Qi Wu's presence, Jiang Shangyue would have taken action immediately.
"You mean I took the wrong medicine?"
Xiao Fan didn't care about Jiang Shangyue's anger, as if he hadn't seen her before. He shook his head slightly, turned to Qi Wu and asked, "Senior Qi, did Mr. Bing only check Miss Qiaoqiao's pulse once?"
Qi Wu said in surprise: "Exactly. It's not a coincidence. Not long after Taoist friend Bing diagnosed Qiaoqiao's pulse, he left Jinzhou City and went deep into the wild world to collect rare elixirs. He stayed there for seven or eight years. Not long ago
Just returned to the city."
"I see."
Xiao Fan nodded.
Although he has never met Mr. Bing, with such a famous name, Xiao Fan believes that he must be outstanding. Otherwise, it will be difficult to be called "number one" in a place like Jinzhou City. This must be true. If it is Bing
The old gentleman continued to diagnose Qiqiao's pulse and administer medicine, and the result would definitely be very different from what it is now.
As for Jiang Shangyue, although he cannot be regarded as a quack doctor, at least he cannot be compared with Mr. Bing.
Xiao Fan asked again: "Senior Qi, did Miss Qiaoqiao have this disease since she was a child, or did it gradually appear later?"
Qi Wu replied: "It's not like I've been there since I was a child. Many years ago, when Qiaoqiao was still a child, her parents unfortunately died during a long trip, so I brought her here to live with her. From that time on
, she began to feel uncomfortable, and the situation gradually became more and more serious."
Xiao Fan nodded slightly and asked, "Didn't Miss Qiaoqiao leave this place during this time?"
"No."
Qi Wu shook his head repeatedly.
"Her body is not strong and she can't go anywhere. She only occasionally goes to the city to relax, and she returns home every three to five days, at most seven to eight days."
Xiao Fan turned to look at the pale girl on the bed and asked softly: "Miss Qiaoqiao, please think carefully. When you left here to relax in the city, did you feel that your condition was slightly relieved?"
"Does this need to be said? Every kid will be happy if he goes out for a walk."
Jiang Shangyue interrupted again unexpectedly.
He really couldn't stand this guy named Xiao. This bastard dared to ignore him again and again.
When you leave the Gaotianmen Main Altar, I will definitely make you look good!
I didn't have Qi Wu to cover you at that time, let me see what else you could pretend to be!
Xiao Fan still ignored him and just looked at Qi Qiao, waiting for her answer.
Qi Qiao bit her lip, said softly, "Yeah," and said, "That's true. Every time I go outside and see so many people and so much excitement, sometimes I forget about my discomfort..."
Xiao Fan smiled and shook his head and said: "It's not that I forgot, but my condition has really improved. I just need to leave here..."
Qi Wu said in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, what do you mean? Are you saying that the Feng Shui here is not good?"
"That's not true. When I just entered the door, I had already looked carefully. Although this place is not a good Feng Shui dragon cave, it has four pillars and there is no special violation of the rules. Feng Shui is very important to the owner of this place.
, there will be no adverse effects.”
Xiao Fan said calmly.
Qi Wu said in surprise: "Fellow Taoist Xiao is also proficient in the art of Feng Shui and Kanyu. Is he an expert in this art?"
Xiao Fan smiled and did not answer.
When it comes to Feng Shui Kanyu, it is not even half weaker than his Qihuang technique. But in front of a Nascent Soul master like Qi Wu, it is hard to show off too much.
Qi Wu thought to himself and said: "Fellow Taoist Xiao is right. Although I don't understand the art of Feng Shui, the mountain gate of Gaotianmen is built here, but it was carefully inspected by a real Feng Shui master. The wind is hidden here.
Water is the best place to gather energy and build up momentum, which can make the sect prosperous."
Jiang Shangyue sneered: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, we are doctors, not charlatans."
Xiao Fan finally looked at him and said calmly: "Friend Jiang, just because you don't understand Feng Shui and Kan Yu, it doesn't mean that everyone else doesn't. It's best to be careful with your words to avoid getting into trouble."
"hey-hey……"
Jiang Shangyue laughed strangely.
"What, are fellow Daoist Xiao threatening me? Or do you, a master of feng shui, want to teach a layman like me a lesson?"
Xiao Fan said calmly: "If it is really necessary, Xiao doesn't mind."
"you……"
Jiang Shangyue was suddenly so angry that his veins swelled, and he pointed his halberd at Xiao Fan, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.
"Okay, I'll wait here to see how you teach me a lesson! If you can't cure Miss Sun's disease, hey, don't wait for Master Qi to take action himself, I won't let you go first!"
Xiao Fan glanced at him and said nothing. However, anyone could see from that indifferent look that he really did not take Jiang Shangyue into consideration. Considering that Xiao Fan has now recovered from seven to eight points of his injuries, adding that
Hei Lin is gradually recovering, and there are dozens of evolved second-level sword beetles in the spirit beast ring. Not to mention Jiang Shangyue, a middle-stage Jindan monk, even if he faces ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul monks, Xiao Fan is incompetent.
Not afraid.
"Senior Qi, I have a request..."
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please speak."
Unconsciously, Qi Wu became more and more polite towards Xiao Fan.
How could Xiao Fan's performance not be obvious to someone like him who is an old man? Either he concealed his true cultivation level, or he had a strong reliance on him. Otherwise, he would never have a grudge against a middle-stage Jindan monk for no reason.
Xiao Fan then said something that stunned everyone.
"Senior Qi, please remove the air ban on the general altar, and I will carefully investigate your sect's suppression formation."
"What?"
In an instant, Qi Wu couldn't believe his ears, and his face immediately became extremely gloomy. His eyes looking at Xiao Fan were full of vigilance and threat.
"what do you mean?"
"Master Qi, this person is a spy! He must be captured immediately!"
After a while, Jiang Shangyue screamed. Without waiting for Qi Wu's permission, she flipped her wrist and formed a seal with her right hand. A milky-white palm several feet in size appeared in mid-air. She immediately clenched it into a fist and punched Xiao Fan.
He has been patient for too long. How could he miss this God-given opportunity?
It doesn't matter if Qi Wugao is unhappy or not, let's teach this arrogant and domineering boy a lesson first.
A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth, and he did not dodge the punch. He stood quietly on the spot, with his left hand behind his back. He waved his right hand lightly, and a huge invisible force suddenly condensed in the void.
, in an instant it transformed into a light yellow iron fist of the same size several feet, and slammed towards the milky white fist.
"boom--"
A soft sound.
The milky white fist had almost no resistance at all. Once touched, it shattered into pieces and dissipated invisible.
The light yellow iron fist struck forward without any hindrance, and instantly hit Jiang Shangyue's chest.
With a cold "Hmph", a strong wind slashed out from the slanting stab, hitting the light yellow iron fist, but it was Qi Wu who came to the rescue.
He was so well-spoken that he suddenly started to fight, and everyone else was frightened. Hu Bing was so frightened that his face turned pale, he trembled, and almost fell down.
After all, Qi Wu was worthy of being a master of the Nascent Soul stage and the master of a sect. His strikes were like lightning, and he cut off half of the light yellow iron fist in one fell swoop. But the remaining half of his strength showed no lag, and he struck hard.
On Jiang Shangyue's chest.
Jiang Shangyue groaned, "thump thump thump" and stepped back a few steps. He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His already gray face instantly became as pale as paper. With just this blow, this golden man
The monk in the middle stage of alchemy was already seriously injured.
As soon as the figure flashed, Qi Wu was already standing sideways in front of the hospital bed, glaring at Xiao Fan angrily, his face as dark as water, and he shouted coldly: "What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist? Do you want to be an enemy of my Gaotianmen?"
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