At this moment, Qin Yifan has no energy left to care about what Brother Huzhong is like and whether he can take this blow. Originally, the disaster was caused by Brother Huzhong. Naturally, his strength has reached a certain level, otherwise it would not be possible.
Make God jealous and bring disaster.
However, with Qin Yifan's skill, he suffered the first blow from the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder and could still maintain a clear mind. It is truly incredible.
As if in a flash of lightning, what suddenly popped into Qin Yifan's mind was not the shadow of a person, but the words that the miracle doctor once said to him.
The miracle doctor was the person that Manager Li recommended Qin Yifan to look for. When they saw the miracle doctor, Qin Yifan, Lin Qiulu and Qin Xiaoling couldn't believe that the miracle doctor, who was about the same age as Manager Li, was actually a strong man with an appearance of only thirty years old. Moreover,
, his face does not look like a kind-hearted old doctor at all. At first glance, he looks a bit like a horse bandit, which is really hard to believe.
It's very clear that a martial arts practitioner can maintain his appearance and have good skills, and it's not through cultivating Taoism. Even Lin Qiulu had to express her admiration after seeing the true appearance of the miracle doctor.
However, the attitude of the people around him said everything. In this desolate place, the one who can cure human diseases and livestock diseases is the Buddha of ten thousand families. I wish the whole tribe would worship it.
, as if worshiping him. Especially his appearance, which shocked the ordinary people here.
Thinking that he was used to the strange looks in Qin Yifan's and others' eyes, the miracle doctor didn't care. It wasn't until Qin Yifan patiently waited for the miracle doctor to see all the patients and livestock in the tribe that he stepped forward and explained his purpose.
"Young man, your surname is good!" The miracle doctor didn't seem to even look at the token from Manager Li that Qin Yifan handed over respectfully: "At least you know what should be done first and what can be done later. I like it." He spoke in a tone similar to Li's.
What the manager said in a certain paragraph seemed to be exactly the same, and they were all words to express his optimism about Qin Yifan, a junior. It is conceivable that he and manager Li have become inseparable. If they don't have the same surname, they will not get together.
"My old friend, how is he doing?" After praising Qin Yifan, the doctor was obviously concerned about Mr. Li's health.
"Senior Li is in good health, but he is not as good at looking good as his predecessor." Qin Yifan answered honestly. Lin Qiulu and Qin Xiaoling were both not far away, but neither of them spoke, just as if they were there.
They were all wary of their surroundings. Anyway, if Qin Yifan wanted to discuss martial arts issues with the miracle doctor, they might not be able to understand.
"Well, I told him earlier." The miracle doctor finished what he was doing and pulled Qin Yifan while walking and said, "But there is no way. He was born with mutilated limbs and broken meridians, so he can't do better." Look.
The place where the miracle doctor took Qin Yifan to was surprisingly the only tavern here.
It's said to be a tavern, but it's actually just a simple house, not much better than Qin Yifan's teahouse with four pillars and one roof. Anyway, the weather here is dry, with few rains a year, and most of the tables and chairs are placed outside the door.
The weather is hot, so most people look for some shade and drink.
"How many drinks will you have with me, old man?" The miracle doctor was very generous, and took Qin Yifan to find a comfortable seat. There were people here, and when he saw the miracle doctor coming, he immediately got up and pulled them over. The miracle doctor was also polite,
I smiled and thanked him. The shopkeeper had already brought a jar of the best wine in the shop over, without saying anything. It seemed that the miracle doctor had an old habit, and everyone knew it very well.
"Senior, you have your orders, don't you dare to obey!" Qin Yifan also nodded in agreement. It was just drinking. Although he hasn't drank much since returning home, he runs an inn, so why would the inn lack these things?
"Old man, I have lived here all year round, and I don't really have any other hobbies. This is the only one I like." He sounded like an old man, but his appearance was exactly that of someone in his thirties, which was really a bit awkward.
"Are these two your wives?" The miracle doctor looked at Lin Qiulu and Qin Xiaoling, who had been waiting not far away, and joked: "You are so handsome!" As soon as the words came out, Qin Xiaoling's face turned red.
Lin Qiulu didn't seem to hear it and said nothing.
Qin Yifan did not object, but he did not admit it. He held the big wine jar with one hand and poured a bowl for the miracle doctor and himself. He first offered a bowl to the miracle doctor. It was hot in the mouth. It was indeed a rough place like outside the customs. Even the wine
It's so wild.
The miracle doctor glanced at Qin Xiaoling strangely, then turned to Qin Yifan: "With all due respect, little brother, your wife has such superb martial arts skills that I have never seen before. Old man, I didn't hear her breathing from the beginning to the end. Also, I have never heard her breathing.
This..." He gestured to Lin Qiulu with his head: "This lady is also breathing very softly, and her breath has reached the point where she can't even see her skin. Why do you bother to ask my old man for advice, and go on such a long journey in vain?
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"Yeah!" Qin Yifan hummed in a low voice, thought for a while and said: "Senior, they are different from us. We practice martial arts, but they practice something else. How should I put it..." How to explain the headache, the miracle doctor
But I already understood.
"I see, I understand." He said and extended his hand to Lin Qiulu and Qin Xiaoling: "I'm a little too big and offended." It seemed that he was trying to apologize as a senior in front of two real seniors.
"The miracle doctor doesn't have to be like this." Lin Qiulu returned the gift generously to the miracle doctor. The chuckle on her face made Qin Yifan think that she had really accepted the identity of the lady the miracle doctor just teased, which made Qin Yifan a little confused. Not only that, Lin Qiulu also made it out of thin air.
He took out a small wine pot and put it on the table: "The miracle doctor must have not tasted the good wine in the customs for a long time. There happens to be some here. You can try it." After saying that, he pulled Qin Xiaoling away, leaving only Qin Yifan and Qin Yifan.
Two miracle doctors.
"The old man finally understands why you asked the old man for this question." Looking at Lin Qiulu and Qin Yifan leaving, the miracle doctor had a confused expression on his face. Qin Yifan smiled slightly and said nothing. This kind of thing is very difficult to explain.
It's troublesome, and it's easy to describe them in a darker and darker way, so just let him have his say! Lin Qiulu and Qin Xiaoling are not ordinary people, and they probably don't value the so-called secular etiquette. The worst thing is to apologize and explain to them later.
"When she said that, old man, I really miss the good wine in Guan Nei." He reached out to lift the wine bottle, but it was light and unforced at all, as if it didn't hold a lot of wine. Qin Yifan had sharp eyes and had long recognized that this thing was Yuan Qing's old Taoist.
He was not a drunkard with a certain item on his body. Lin Qiulu put it away at the time, but he had no objection. Only now did he realize that it was actually good wine.
Seeing him carefully smelling the spout of the pot, Qin Yifan was a little amused. Although he didn't know what kind of wine was in it, Lin Qiulu said that such a small pot could at least hold several large jars of fine wine: "Senior, this wine
It’s enough for you to enjoy, open up and drink!”
"Oh?" The miracle doctor looked at Qin Yifan with some surprise. When he saw him nodding affirmatively, he swallowed the bowl of Guanwai strong liquor in one gulp. At this time, he was not willing to take away these extremely strong liquors.
The wine was wasted. Then he carefully poured it out of the pot and watched the cool wine slowly pouring into the bowl.
As soon as the wine was put into the bowl, there was an indescribable fragrance, long and mellow. Just inhaling through the nose, it felt relaxed and happy. Looking at the intoxicating expression of the miracle doctor who inhaled the nose, he raised his nose to the sky and tasted it. It was really unbelievable that a Li
The master mentioned by the manager was actually a drunkard who was addicted to alcohol. However, it was fortunate that Lin Qiulu still had some wine, which made the miracle doctor so happy.
It is really an interesting feeling to watch the miracle doctor drink the wine in the bowl in small sips, and then show an intoxicated expression. As long as a person has a hobby, it is really impossible to describe whether it is good or bad.
Just like Qin Yifan practicing sword skills when he has nothing to do, it has become a subconscious habit.
The people around him were salivating at the taste of this wine. However, seeing that the person drinking wine was the miracle doctor himself, no one came forward to ask for it. Since the young man could bring out such fine wine, he obviously wanted to ask for it from the miracle doctor.
.Given the miracle doctor’s habit of being addicted to alcohol, he would never share this kind of fine wine with others.
"Senior Li asked me to greet you on his behalf." Qin Yifan watched the miracle doctor drink the wine in his mouth and closed his eyes to reflect on it without interrupting his enjoyment. It was not until he opened his eyes and smacked his lips a few times that he began to speak.
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"I know." The miracle doctor was very happy, but now it seems that this happiness is obviously not because of Manager Li: "I'm fine, don't worry about him, just let him take care of his old bones."
He lowered his head and looked at the token of Manager Li that Qin Yifan took out in his hand, and smiled: "Then Lao Shizi has nothing to say to me, you can keep it for yourself!"
"Stretch out your hand!" He suddenly said something incomprehensible. Qin Yifan didn't understand: "What?" The miracle doctor repeated it again, and Qin Yifan finally understood and hurriedly stretched out his hand.
The miracle doctor took another sip, then stretched out three fingers and placed them on Qin Yifan's wrist pulse. He closed his eyes and said nothing. Looking at his appearance, Qin Yifan was a little doubtful whether he was checking his own pulse or whether he was taking his own pulse.
Wine tasting?
However, this senior miraculous doctor was really surprised. Qin Yifan asked for advice on martial arts, but he followed a doctor's approach and first diagnosed the pulse. I wonder what this has to do with martial arts? But since the miraculous doctor did this, he must
There is a reason for it.
Qin Yifan didn't say anything, and waited quietly for the miracle doctor to open his eyes and speak.