Chapter 38 of Part 8: The Late Night Patient, cooperate again!
Mao Nini thought, could a human brain do such a thing? Even if Chu Yang had a human brain, he must have been kicked by a donkey!
Faced with Mao Nini's doubts, Chu Yang just said lightly: "How can a sparrow know the ambition of a great bird?" and then returned to his room.
Mao Ni Ni was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
There is nothing we can do. Even though Teacher Miao is a heaven-level master, he now eats from Chu Yang, drinks from Chu Yang, and the place where he sleeps belongs to Chu Yang. He also has to help Chu Yang disguise himself and cover up his appearance. He relies on Chu Yang for almost everything.
Yang, how could he do anything to Chu Yang?!
The day the Men's Hall officially opened, there were thousands of onlookers, but no one had the courage to step into the Men's Hall.
Because it's very simple: even money is secondary, but once you step in, it is tantamount to announcing to the entire Zixia City: Although I am a man, I can't do it anymore!
Who dares to do such a thing?
For that kind of thing, even if you are really impotent and really can't survive, you will still be willing to kill yourself.
Chu Yang had predicted this a long time ago, and there was no surprise at all. He didn't care at all.
"Where should I sleep tonight?" Teacher Cat asked.
"In the left room of the men's hall, there is a bedroom specially prepared for you. You can stay there for a long time."
"Get out! No! I can't afford to lose that person, so give me another place."
"Brother Cat..." Chu Yang said earnestly: "Although we made a bet, it was just a dispute between brothers. Now, brother, I am in trouble. We have attracted attention here. Maybe I don't know what time it will be tonight."
There will be a risk of death... I am of low strength, if Brother Cat really disagrees, then I will have no choice but to wait for death."
"But this...that..."
"Hey... forget it, if Brother Cat really doesn't want to, Brother Cat, you can go back to the main room and sleep. When someone comes to kill me, Brother Cat, if you catch up, save my life. If you can't catch up, help me collect the body. That's right.
You have repaid my life-saving grace..."
"Uh, isn't it okay for me to live in the left room? Isn't it okay for me to live in the inner room... Why bother pushing me like this! Damn you!"
Faced with the pressure from his savior who was like a needle hidden in a cotton wool, Teacher Mao could only pinch his nose and admit it, even though he felt aggrieved and burst into tears.
You must never owe a favor debt. Once you owe it, you may be able to pay it back in your lifetime!
That night, Chu Yang was alone in the back room of the men's hall tinkering with something.
Mao Nianni wandered around the men's hall for a few times, with a puzzled face. She really couldn't figure out how on earth Chu Yang could earn those ninety-five million.
Is it just this man who makes people laugh out loud?
Even if someone actually comes to seek medical treatment, the medical expenses starting from one Zixia coin at a time are certainly expensive, but it seems difficult to earn the astronomical figure of ninety-five million, right? Not to mention half a year, even ten and a half years, one year
It may not be possible even if it takes a hundred and a half years.
When I walked out of the door, I saw that all the other shops were brightly lit, but the Men's Hall was completely dark. On both sides of the door, there were only two Chu Yang who bought discarded items from someone who didn't know where.
For many lifetimes the wind lantern has been shining dimly.
Compared with the bright lights elsewhere, this place is directly like a hell on earth with sorrow and misery!
"Hey!" Teacher Cat sighed silently and shook his head, then walked in with his hands behind his back.
Little did he know that in the shadows in the distance, someone was pointing at Teacher Cat’s back.
"Someone really went in, look at this guy, he went in, he went in... Hahaha... He is so tall and strong, but he can't do it..."
"It turns out that this men's hall still has customers to help...but this poor man is really rich. The minimum entrance fee there is 100 million."
"Nonsense. These rich people have ruined themselves a long time ago... In the final analysis, it is the money that has ruined him..."
"That's right, that's right...that makes sense."
Teacher Mao had no idea that he had somehow become a living advertisement for Chu Yang, and had become the first 'incompetent man' to enter the men's hall. He was confused and frowning from the afternoon until now.
The man came in and out of the hall several times...
Look at the frown, the sad expression, and the evasive look...it's just like a poor man with a disease.
midnight.
Teacher Mao was meditating and regulating his breath. Suddenly he heard footsteps gently ringing in front of the door.
In the shadows, three people gradually walked in.
The big black cloaks covered the three people's bodies from top to bottom. Their faces and figures could not be seen at all, and it seemed that they could not even see their fatness, thinness, height or height. They were completely covered in all directions!
"May I ask if the doctor is here?"
Teacher Mao was shocked. He really didn’t expect that there would really be patients coming here? He must be stupid and have a lot of money but people are sick...
He hurriedly knocked on the table three times according to the originally agreed code.
Chu Yang, dressed in black, walked out very gracefully, nodding and smiling, just like a head of state receiving foreign guests.
"Are you the man, Dr. Tang Chu?" Among the three, the man on the left asked in a deep voice.
"It's me."
"The minimum entrance fee is one Zixia coin? It depends on the situation and the specific medical expenses? Yes or no?"
"good."
"If it can't be cured, you can cut it yourself, right?"
"right!"
Chu Yang nodded very cooperatively. **, I have the Nine Layer Pill. Can you cut it into a long one?
From the beginning to the end, it was the man on the left, the man in black, who was asking questions in an aggressive tone and speaking quickly.
But I don’t want Chu Yang to answer faster and without any hesitation!
"Very good!" The man in black's eyes flashed sharply in his cloak. Chu Yang, who was opposite him, suddenly felt a sudden pressure coming towards him. The naughty eyes on one side flashed, and there was disdain deep in his eyes: Who is coming?
He has reached the pinnacle of human level.
Although this level of cultivation may be considered a master in this Zixia City, in the eyes of Teacher Mao, a heaven-level master, it is not worth showing off. When it comes to fighting, it seems that even a certain King of Hell can handle it with ease.
Because Chu Yang is currently at this level.
"This man is a sick person." The man in black looked at Chu Yang with sharp eyes: "Show it to him, don't forget, if it can't be cured, you will have to cut your own. If you are reluctant, I can help you cut it!
You can’t do it, but I will definitely do it!”
Chu Yang smiled faintly and said: "Every disease in the world can be cured, but I still need to declare that manpower is sometimes poor. If I am the kind of person who is castrated by heaven, or who is cut off directly, I am not a god, right?
There is nothing you can do about that situation.”
The man in black's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "That's natural, that kind of situation cannot be called a disease for a few people!"
Chu Yang's smile remained: "That's good. As long as he was able to do it once and can't do it now, I guarantee that he can do it again. It will be immediate and it won't be difficult!"
The man in black spoke indifferently: "I hope everything is as you said!"
The person in the middle was sitting in front of Chu Yang. Chu Yang squinted his eyes slightly and reached out to touch his wrist vein.
At this moment, the sword spirit suddenly moved, and a tiny trace of spirit entered the person's meridians silently. In response, Chu Yang's soul and the sword spirit body smiled at each other in the Nine Tribulations Space.
A long-lost familiar feeling emerged in both of their hearts.
It's like the past is coming back to yesterday.
Back then, when they had just rushed to the top three days, the two of them opened a medical clinic and cooperated like this. Who would have thought that after they rushed to the ninth level, they wanted to open up the situation again for the first time, but they still relied on the same method.
Working together again.
However, the target of the deception has become the people of Jiuchong Tianque.
In fact, it is not appropriate to say that it is cheating. Most of the people who have been taken care of by Chu Yang seem to be doing pretty well now!
A trace of nostalgia flashed deep in Chu Yang's eyes, recalling Qin Baoshan, Sha Xinliang, Han Xiaoran... and even thought of Chu Feilong and his son.
The past is like smoke, not to mention like yesterday...
Chu Yang laughed bitterly in his heart. Compared with now, Chu Feilong and his son were simply extremely weak...
Sighing secretly, the faces of his parents suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
It seems that her mother Yang Ruolan is asking herself with a worried look: "Yangyang, are you okay now?"
Chu Yang felt sour in his heart and said secretly: "Mom, I'm fine. I'm fine!"
…
The next three days, in the palace.
Yang Ruolan, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly turned over and pushed Chu Feiling up with excitement on her face.
"What are you doing?" Uncle Chu has been very tired these days.
"Yangyang told me that he was fine and smooth there." Yang Ruolan's eyes flashed with excitement.
Yang Ruolan's eyes dimmed and she said, "It was in a dream..." She was almost ready to cry.
Chu Feiling sighed and comforted: "Mother and son are connected. Since he can clearly say that it is very good and smooth, then it must be very good and smooth. And if you are so happy, then it must be okay. Under the sun,
This kind of heart-to-heart connection between mother and son still does exist."
"Really?" Yang Ruolan's eyes really shone and she murmured: "But I miss him so much... Originally he was in Jiuchongtian Continent. Although he was not around, he was not worried about it. After all, he was still in this world...
…But now…”
The couple was speechless, simply put on their clothes and sat opposite each other in front of the window, looking at the bright moon in the sky for a long time.
The night passed like this...
…
Above the Nine Heavenly Tower.
After regaining his composure, Chu Yang began to diagnose, which was actually sorting out the information fed back by the sword spirit.
The sword spirit's investigation came one by one in detail: "This person must have suffered from excessive expeditions. His body has suffered a lot."
"His pulse condition is very bad, and there are already signs of exhaustion. This person has traces of cultivation, but after losing his male ability, his cultivation has also automatically given up. He should be a self-destructive type.
"
"There are still a large amount of rare drug residues left in his pulse. However, these have been deposited for a long time. They must have been taken a long time ago, but due to physical reasons, they were unable to absorb them all for their own use."
"His physical condition is very weak now. It should be because his body's nutrition cannot keep up. Judging from the above, he should have been very wealthy and could afford many expensive exotic medicines. However, as his family's financial situation declined, he has now become pregnant. The economy is in dire straits.”
"The diagnosis shows that the blood of dragons can cure the unspeakable hidden disease. If you want to deal with it more properly, you can consider adding a little easily absorbed elixir, such as the fountain of life."
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