After looking around, the old man didn't like anything, but walked towards the Eight Immortals table, and Ren Xi came forward to serve tea.
The old man sat down, took it, sipped it slightly, and said, "Good tea."
The pendulum clock had chimed eight times a long time ago, but Ling Ye did not give instructions, so Xiucai and the others did not dare to step forward to deal with it.
When Ling Ye saw Dr. Ling sitting here drinking tea, he also sat down beside him and waited for the old man to finish drinking and leave. For a while, everyone in the room was silent.
The second master also sat down beside him and said nothing, but his eyes were always fixed on Dr. Ling.
This old man is a human, but he is very different from ordinary people. He is obviously a human, but his whole body is filled with the soul of heaven and earth, and his age is not what he looks like on the surface.
The second master cannot see his true identity.
To be honest, he didn't know Dr. Ling at all, but for some reason he couldn't feel any closeness to him. He didn't hate this old man, he just simply didn't like him.
The pendulum clock had just struck nine, and Ren Xi was about to give Dr. Ling some more tea, but the old man stopped her, and then he turned to Lingye and said.
"Master Dong, this little Fang Xiangshi is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." The old man twirled his beard and glanced around the hall with a smile, and finally stopped at Dong Lingye, "Business is booming."
He had been waiting outside for nearly an hour before, and there was a constant stream of ghosts of Mr. Fang coming in and out.
Lingye smiled modestly, "Thanks to my mother's blessing, I brought my friends to eat together."
"Oh?" he said in surprise, and then said: "In that case, can you let me, old man, join you to make a living?"
Doctor Ling still had an approachable smile on his face, but his words made everyone present except the second master a little more wary.
The smile on Lingye's face slowly faded, Fugui buried his head in silence, his little face twisted into a bun, and Ren Xi began to look at the old man up and down.
After a moment of silence, everyone heard a magnetic and cold voice: "Uncle, please come and tell me what you know?"
The second master sat in another Taishi chair across from him, with an arrogant evil smile on his handsome face. He was also playing with a thousand-year-old ebony rosary in his hand. Although he looked at the old man, his eyes were smiling but not at all joyful.
Lingye opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Just now, the second master's eyes and posture were too similar to Wang's.
The old man turned his gaze to the second master, with a friendly smile on his face. He shook the string bell in his hand and replied: "Second master, the old man is a bell doctor. He is not good at anything else, that is, he is good at seeing doctors and diagnosing pulses.
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Lingye's eyelids moved slightly, as if he remembered something.
The second master snorted coldly: "Since you know that I am the second master, you should know that my Chu family never lacks doctors."
Dong Lingye was indeed right. It seemed that there were indeed many capable people in Gengzi County. This old man actually knew him at a glance.
The old doctor Ling smiled happily: "Second Master, since you have come to Fang Xiangshi, you should know that for medical treatment, you need to prescribe the right medicine."
None of Fang Xiang's family is human, so how can human doctors treat their illnesses?
The second master naturally understands what he said, but isn’t there another sentence? Those who have been ill for a long time can become good doctors on their own, don’t they know how to treat themselves?
"What if I treat my illness?" He is a very clear person.
The old man gently stroked his string bell, and his tone was calm but extremely meaningful: "If the second master has any disease, of course I can cure it, old man."
As soon as he said these words, everyone looked up. Lingye's pupils dilated and he stared at Dr. Ling, as if he wanted to see whether his words were true or false.
The second master suddenly felt that something was not right in the atmosphere. Why did he suddenly become nervous?
He looked over and saw that everyone was staring seriously at the bell-ringing doctor, but the bell-ringing doctor was still sitting as steady as a mountain.
It's just that I can treat him, so what's the big deal?
At this moment, Lingye spoke: "Old man, you see it's getting late, why don't you stay in our backyard for one night? It won't be too late to discuss this matter tomorrow."
Lingye looked at him without evading, but the old doctor Ling did not panic or shirk, just as kind and amiable as when he first came in.
"Mr. Dong is very considerate, old man, I won't shirk, so I will stay here with you."
After saying that, he stood up and Fu Gui stepped forward to lead him to the backyard, followed by the big guy and the smiling tiger.
Lingye crossed over and watched them enter the door and get on the bridge, his eyes dark and unclear.
When he said stay, he didn't mean stay for one night.
"Ren Xi, you and the scholar and the others should finish cleaning up and rest early. I'll go back first."
"This is."
Ren Xi saw that Lingye had agreed, so he had no choice but to pack things together with Suan Xiucai and the others. Adults always do things the right way, but this old man was too weird.