"Xianyong, what do you think?" Wei Hong looked at Qiao Xianyong with bottomless black eyes and said.
Qiao Xianyong had just listened to the complicated process described by Mr. Wen, and his heart was already beating. After all, he still had many questions in his heart, so he mustered up the courage to ask, "Doctor Wen, I don't have any money to give you."
Mr. Wen was stunned at first, then he slapped the table and laughed, "What's the point of asking for money, old man!" He rolled his eyes and said, "Is this old man a moneyless person?" As soon as he said this, Qiao Xianyong saw that Gong'er was there.
He covered his mouth with his sleeves and snickered.
Qiao Xianyong blushed and said, "Mr. Wen, I heard that you heal one person and treat one person. If you are willing to heal me, what disease are you going to let me suffer from again?" Qiao Xianyong's heart has always been filled with joy.
He was troubled by what his son had said about Monk Qingyun. At this time, he finally asked this question and felt much relieved.
Wei Hong seemed to be extremely concerned about the answer to this question, watching Mr. Wen closely.
"It seems that my title of "nothing to lose" is very popular among the people!" Mr. Wen said, stroking his beard that was not very smooth, "Well, you are a young man and you haven't done anything bad in your life, right?"
Qiao Xianyong blushed and whispered, "When I was five years old, I stole the cooked chicken legs from my neighbor's house. When I was seven years old, I picked dates from Carpenter Li's house in the village. When I was thirteen years old, I accidentally injured my senior sister's left hand while practicing martial arts.
She rested her wrist for a month."
Mr. Wen smiled so hard that he seemed to be quite happy. He said, "My unfortunate nickname is not what you think. However, if I can really cure you, I will definitely ask you to get it."
What should I exchange for? Firstly, I am not 100% sure about it now, and secondly, I have not yet thought about what I want a young man like you to exchange for."
Wei Hong interrupted and said, "Xian Yong, you are an adult. This is a matter of life and death. You need to make your own decision."
Qiao Xianyong looked at Wei Hong and then at Mr. Wen. Everyone in the middle hall, even Gong'er and the old servant, looked at him intently. Qiao Xianyong thought to himself, if Doctor Wen's judgment was correct, if he didn't treat himself, he would only have
Three years is a good life, but if you choose treatment, there is a 40% chance that you will only live for half a year, and a 60% chance that you will be completely cured.
This choice becomes a choice between six months, three years and longevity.
For many people, making such a choice may be very difficult. But it is not difficult for Qiao Xianyong, who has already experienced all kinds of hardships even though he is young. Now God has given him the opportunity and time to make himself stronger.
, even if the chance is only 60%, it is far better than nothing.
Qiao Xianyong replied without hesitation, "Mr. Wen, master, and apprentice are willing to accept Mr. Wen's treatment!"
Mr. Wen laughed louder and praised, "Your courage is commendable! You are worthy of being the apprentice of Hero Wei! I think back then, Hero Wei..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wei Hong. He raised his hand to Mr. Wen and said, "Mr. Wen, don't mention your courage now. Mr. Xianyong has to worry about it! But he can't start treatment immediately.
, I have an appointment with someone, and I will take my disciples to help rescue people in three months. After this trip, can I ask Xianyong to go to Daishan to find you?"
Mr. Wen nodded and said, "March is just the right time, and I also need some time to prepare. During these three months, the two internal forces in Qiao Shaoxia's body will not have any impact. But just in case, Qiao Shaoxia still
Please take the Hui Sha Pill here. This pill can temporarily help one strong internal force in Qiao Shaoxia's body to suppress another force, preventing him from sudden paralysis of his meridians and paralysis of his hands and feet."
The old servant in the hall immediately took out a carved wooden box and respectfully presented it to Mr. Wen.
Mr. Wen opened the wooden box, took out a brocade bag embroidered with gold and silver threads from it, handed it to Qiao Xianyong, and said solemnly, "Young Master Qiao, this evil pill is extremely difficult to refine. I have only been able to refine it in the past ten years."
I have taken these three pills. You take one today, and then one every other month. When you return to Daishan in three months, you will not need to take any more pills. I have my own way. But you must remember
, it cannot be more than four months, otherwise you will be partially paralyzed and I will not be able to save you completely."
Qiao Xianyong stood up, kowtowed respectfully to Mr. Wen, and then took the brocade bag. When he opened it, he found three red pills inside. He carefully took out one, picked up the ginseng soup next to it and drank it.
Go down. This elixir has a sweet aroma in your mouth. I don't know what it is made of.
When I said goodbye to Mr. Wen, the sky had already revealed the twilight of the morning. The forest seemed to be alive again, full of vitality, and the sounds of birds and insects were endless. Mr. Wen said goodbye to Wei Hong and Qiao Xianyong with a smile, and the four handsome people behind him
The young man stood beside him with a complicated expression.
When he reached the foot of Daishan Mountain, Wei Hong stopped. Qiao Xianyong was startled and also stopped.
Wei Hong looked at Qiao Xianyong and said, "Xianyong, that day when the temple was destroyed outside the capital of Shu, my master agreed with Xiao Bihen, the leader of the Demon Cult, because of expediency, and agreed with her that after March, that is, on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, on
We met in the capital and helped her rescue her sister. You were in a coma at the time."
Qiao Xianyong nodded respectfully and replied, "Master, you told me when we were on the road a few days ago. Xiao Bihen's biological sister Xiao Morou was also the one who rescued me from the Wushan Valley.
He is my benefactor."
"It's good that you don't care about her being a member of the Demon Cult and still have the idea of benefactor." Wei Hong said thoughtfully, "There are no people in the world who are all evil or all good. It's a pity that most common people think that they are evil.
Black or white, either good or bad, what a shame!"
Qiao Xian never understood what Wei Hong meant by what he said, so he didn't respond and just listened quietly.
"Xian Yong, my master is here to temporarily separate from you today." Wei Hong looked over Qiao Xianyong's shoulder and looked at the endless green mountains of Dai Mountain. "A lot of things have happened in the past few days, and I also need time.
Deal with it one by one. When you left Yuxu Villa a few days ago, your body was the most important thing I thought, so I took you up to Daishan Mountain first."
Qiao Xianyong tried to understand Wei Hong's words. He looked at Wei Hong in confusion and said, "Master, wherever you are going, my apprentice is willing to follow you."
"No!" Wei Hong interrupted Qiao Xianyong and said firmly, "Master, I have been thinking about this issue these days. You and Mu Xin grew up with me on Broken Moon Cliff. You are too kind-hearted and are not interested in the dangers of this world.
It can be said that you don’t understand it at all. This is also the fundamental reason why you and Mu Xin have been in trouble repeatedly. You have to know that surviving in this world does not require strong martial arts skills. "
This was not the first time that Qiao Xianyong heard Wei Hong talk about the dangers of the world, but he never thought of the deep meaning behind what his master said.