"I came first, why are you in front of me!" Finally everyone agreed to the treatment, but something went wrong again while queuing up.
"Why, just because I am stronger than you!" One person said confidently.
Because they were still in Taiyuan Sect's territory, neither of them dared to take action. However, although they could not take action, it did not affect their performance. The two kept talking and arguing.
"Isn't it because your cultivation level is a little higher? You think I'm afraid of you. When the fight comes, I don't know who will lose and who will win!" The monk who spoke first was not to be outdone and glared at the big man unwilling to admit defeat.
"I'm standing here today, what can you do to me!" The big man was huge and stood there blocking the people behind him.
"Get out of my way, I'm not in the mood to waste time with you."
These two people were standing in front. You were blocking me, and I was pushing you. They were slow to come forward for treatment, and the monks behind them couldn't wait any longer.
"You two, if you don't treat your illness, get out of here and don't stand in my way." The others were not good-tempered either, and the wounds on their bodies were still hurting.
"That's right, if you're not cured, get out of here!" The monks behind him responded one after another.
"I won't go away. I was here first. If I don't look at it today, you won't even want to look at it." The man said confidently.
"You all go aside, I want to be the first to see it!" The big man raised his hand and pulled away the monk who had squeezed in front of him.
As Chen Qu listened to their arguments, the smile on his face gradually faded, and seemed to be turning darker.
"If you don't look, get out of here. If something happens, don't blame me for not warning you." He said with a dark face.
The casual cultivators dared to behave like this because they thought he was a medical cultivator and thought he was easy to bully.
Chen Qu was furious in his heart, but his complexion had returned to normal. It was not easy for a medical practitioner to punish a few unruly patients.
When the Taiyuan Sect disciples who were patrolling and processing the scene in the distance saw the scene at Chen Qu's place, they felt extremely sympathetic to the casual cultivators present. Unknown to outsiders, those of them who had been with Chen Qu for a while still
Don't know him.
Haha, there is a good show to watch!
The Taiyuan Sect disciples were gloating about the misfortune.
Sure enough, after a while, all the casual cultivators in front of Chen Qu had expressions of pain on their faces. Some were rolling on the ground holding their stomachs, some were scratching their bodies, and some turned into sausage mouths. In short, how miserable they were.
How come.
It suddenly became like this, and the casual cultivators knew who did it without even thinking.
The big man had a ferocious look on his face. He originally wanted to cause trouble for Chen Qu, but after his stomach rumbled for a while, he ran out.
The disciples of Taiyuan Sect hid aside and laughed, and the corners of Chen Qu's mouth also raised slightly.
After trying various solutions without success, the monks looked at Chen Qu with pleading eyes.
"Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have been unruly. Please give me the antidote." A monk danced over and moved over. This man's body was out of control and he always wanted to do some weird things.
action.
"Master, please, I know I was wrong." The monk rolling on the ground begged.
"Master, we are all wrong." Some monks were filled with tears and struggled to speak out.
They were injured, and they never cried when they lost arms and legs. They didn't expect to cry because of a small poison. They didn't want to do this, but they really couldn't help it.
Now everyone knows why those monks were like that before. No one can bear this. They couldn't hold on for a while, and they don't know how long those few people held on.
They kept begging Chen Qu, hoping that he could give them the antidote.
Seeing that everyone was repentant, Chen Qu finally let out a sigh of relief.
A smile appeared on his face again, "Don't worry, everyone, the effect of this medicine will wear off soon. Everyone just needs to hold on for a little while longer."
"I just don't know if scenes like before will happen again. If everyone can't control themselves, then I don't know if I can control myself."
His voice was soft, like a gentle breeze, and penetrated people's hearts. However, this time the monks could no longer feel the healing power contained in it. They only felt that it was the whisper of the devil.
Everyone couldn't help but shiver, and then they spoke anxiously.
"No more, no more."
"We will all be very obedient."
"I will do whatever the master tells me to do."
"Master tells me to go east, but I will never go west."
The monks expressed their opinions one after another, fearing that they would offend Chen Qu if they moved slower.
Time passed by minute by second, and everyone had never felt that time passed so slowly. Fortunately, as Chen Qu said, the effect of the medicine wore off quickly.
After everyone returned to normal, they no longer dared to behave like monsters, and they all lined up honestly.
Although Chen Qu is sometimes unreliable, his medical skills are impeccable. He himself is considered one of the best disciples in traditional Chinese medicine among the foundation-building disciples of Yaoling Peak.
The casual cultivators were cured one by one. They felt that their bodies were exactly the same as when they were healthy, and they were full of admiration for Chen Qu.
Although they behaved well on the surface just now, no one in their hearts felt resentful that Chen Qu secretly drugged them. However, after Chen Qu's treatment this time, the discomfort in their hearts disappeared without a trace.
It was because they were disrespectful in the first place, so I don’t blame the master for being angry.
The monks who received the treatment thanked Chen Qu one after another. Although his treatment was not free, the price was not too expensive. After staying in the secret realm for such a long time, the monks with huge pockets no longer cared about the money. Besides, they were casual cultivators.
It is very difficult to meet a good medical practitioner, and the easiest thing to encounter is usually a quack doctor.
The monk who recovered well paid the consultation fees and left with his admiration and gratitude for Chen Qu.
The monk who had not yet been treated looked at the difference in their attitudes before and after, and felt a little less worried about Chen Qu's medical skills.
Someone grabbed the monk who had been treated and asked, "How do you feel? Is it reliable?"
This man didn't dare to speak out, so he asked through a message.
"Of course it's healed. Don't worry. Master Chen's medical skills are very good. All the old injuries on my body have been cured." The monk who had treated me replied, his voice full of conviction for Chen Qu.
"Why did you say it out loud?" The person holding him didn't look very good.
Is this person stupid? Did he ask a good question? He answered so loudly.
"What's the point? Master Chen is a benevolent healer and won't care about this." The monk answered affirmatively.
He trusts Chen Qu very much now, and he may not refuse even if Chen Qu asks him to kill people.
The monks in line rolled their eyes and almost rolled their eyes to the sky. Are you sure that Master Chen in your mouth is a benevolent healer?
Seeing the suspicion in everyone's eyes, the monk wanted to refute, but was pulled away before he could speak out.
"Why tell them so much? They will know it themselves by then."
"Okay, they will definitely feel ashamed of themselves by then."