After Lu Fan entered the garden, he directly asked Zhong Waner to take him to see Zhong Ziyan.
He is an outsider and does not want to interfere too much in the internal affairs of the Zhong family. The affairs of the Tang family have really frightened him in the past few years.
Once these relatives become unreasonable, they will be more difficult to deal with than a great ancient martial arts master.
Lu Fan would rather figure out the blood spell than have too much entanglement with this so-called relative.
"I haven't woken up yet."
"There is congestion gushing out of the seven orifices, but the amount is not large. It is all accumulated in the seven orifices and has not flowed outside."
"The most important thing is that the nematode-like bloodshot threads in the tips of the eyes have increased, and the blood spell is growing faster in its body than before. We must find a way to curb its reproduction as soon as possible, otherwise..."
Zhong Waner led Lu Fan into a quiet courtyard, with rockery lakes and weeping willows... There was a large round stone table in the middle. At this moment, around the stone table, five or six doctors were sitting, with solemn and serious expressions.
There was also a sense of anxiety, obviously worried about the condition of the patient in the attic.
On the side of the courtyard, dozens of bodyguards and servants stood silently, providing all the needs of the doctors present.
"what happened?"
"My sister passed out again?"
Zhong Waner asked nervously when she heard the sound of their conversation.
It was only then that they noticed the arrival of the person behind them.
Several people stood up together, looking a little hesitant, as if they didn't know how to speak.
"Ziling?"
Lu Fan noticed one of them, a delicate girl wearing a dark red robe.
Ziling, a member of the blood medicine sect and Licorice’s right-hand man.
"Lu Men...Mr. Lu?"
When Ziling saw Lu Fan, she almost blurted out the title of the sect master: "Mr. Lu, have you come to Nandu?"
"Well, how is the patient? Is he comatose again?" Lu Fan asked.
"The patient's condition has stabilized. Thank you for your hard work."
Just when Ziling was about to speak, a group of men and women walked out of the attic.
The leader is a man in his twenties, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with a gentle smile and soft hair hanging in the corners of his eyes. The man's appearance cannot be called handsome, but any woman will definitely be attracted to him at the first sight of him.
"Senior Brother Kong Qing."
Seeing the young man appear, everyone at the round table except Zi Ling bowed to salute and greeted him respectfully.
Obviously, he is the chief disciple of Master Kongchan, the leader of the Bodhisattva Sect, Kong Qing.
Lu Fan sighed secretly when he saw this: He is indeed a disciple of an outsider medical sect like the Bodhisattva Sect. With his temperament and cleansing, he really lives up to his name.
"Miracle doctor Kong Qing?"
Zhong Waner was slightly startled: "Didn't you leave early in the morning? Why are you still here?"
After Kong Qing and Li Cao had consulted with Zhong Ziyan in the morning, they had already said goodbye to the Zhong family because the Medicine God Competition was about to start, but they thought they could meet him here again.
"If the patient's illness is not cured, how can I leave without permission and ignore the patient's comfort just because of these reputation-seeking things?"
Kong Qing looked at Zhong Waner and said righteously: "Since I have been ordered by Master to come to see a patient, if the patient's stubborn illness is not cured, I will not leave for a day. As for the Medicine God Competition, it is for those common people
The matter of fighting has nothing to do with me being empty-handed."
When a man with a gentle and handsome appearance and a well-known miracle doctor said these words, he naturally attracted countless admiring glances and admiring looks from everyone present.
Even Zhong Waner's eyes were filled with emotion.
But Lu Fan sounded a little uncomfortable. What does it mean to seek fame and reputation? Co-author Licorice and the Blood Medicine Sect have stayed here for so long and devoted themselves to treating patients, but in your mouth, they have become a common man who seeks fame and reputation. He is not as good as you just now.
Coming?
But seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he just stood aside and said nothing.
"Miss Zhong is back too."
Kong Qing showed a gentle smile to Zhong Wan'er and explained: "Your sister just suddenly felt unwell, which was caused by her previous physical weakness. I have just helped her clear her blood vessels and opened up the Baihui and Renchong acupoints.
Just take a short rest and you'll wake up soon."
Zhong Waner was relieved when she heard this and was about to express her gratitude.
"It's just that according to my observation, the patient's blood is rising and his eyelids are covered with nematode-like bloodshot threads, which is at least twice as much as yesterday."
"This should be caused by the second attack of the blood spell in her body. The best solution should be to loosen the blood and close the breath to curb the growth of the blood spell in the shortest possible time."
"Why do you want to do the opposite? Instead of containing it, you open up the blood vessels and make the blood spell multiply faster. Doesn't this make the patient worse and worse?"
Ziling, wearing a dark red robe, stood in the crowd and asked doubtfully.