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The doctor is a middle-aged to old man. He is not very tall, about 1.75 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, and has a pale face.

The three strands of beard are floating, very elegant.

The expression on his face is still indifferent, with a kind of compassion that is used to seeing life and death. It really does have the flavor of a miracle doctor.

At this moment, he was looking at Fang Che, with a smile on his face and a smile in his eyes, very cordial: "This is Mr. Fang? I have admired his name for a long time. However, looking at Mr. Fang's face, you can tell that he is strong, without any internal or external injuries, and without any

Hidden disease, as healthy as a cow... There is no need to treat this disease, Mr. Fang specially came to register for the old man, right?"

The people nearby suddenly cheered.

For everyone, Fang Che is more happy than himself not being injured or sick.

Fang Che smiled and said: "The miraculous doctor's vision is so precise. Can he already make a judgment just by looking at me?"

"The basic skills of a doctor are to look, hear, ask and understand."

The miracle doctor said: "If you don't even have this ability, how can this old man dare to come to a big city like Baiyunzhou to show his shame?"

Fang Che laughed, took out a small book, and said: "I'm not very old, I guess. It will be surprising to see such an old man. May I ask what your surname is?"

The miracle doctor smiled lightly and said: "I just look younger. In fact, I am already over a hundred years old."

Suddenly everyone around was exclaiming. For ordinary people, living over one hundred years old and looking like they are forty or fifty years old is quite successful.

"My surname is Yao. Yao Pingan."

The miracle doctor said to Fang Che.

"It turns out to be Mr. Yao."

Fang Che asked about the purpose while registering.

"Mr. Yao came to Baiyun Continent this time. Did he come alone? Hang a pot to help the world, cure diseases and save people? How long have you been here? How long do you plan to stay? Do you need to go out to collect medicine or something?"

"How many years have I been practicing medicine? Where is my hometown? Where did I come from? Who was my disciple? How many disciples did I teach? Are you no longer around? Where have you been?..."

Fang Che's questions came one after another.

It can be seen that Yao Ping'an is a little impatient, but Fang Che's popularity among the people is too high, and he does not dare to offend him at all.

I can only answer honestly.

The registration was finally completed, and Fang Che wrote very quickly.

He put it away and said: "The arrival of Divine Doctor Yao to our Baiyun Continent is a blessing to our Baiyun Continent. Everyone should seize the opportunity to see the doctor. It would be a pity if Divine Doctor Yao brought several of his apprentices, Li Yishou, Wang Zihe, and Meng Fanchen

Just wait until others come together."

Yao Ping'an said: "Mr. Fang remembered wrongly. I don't have a disciple named Meng Fanchen. His name is Meng Fanxin."

Fang Che opened it and laughed: "I must have remembered it wrong. I'm sorry."

"Then you continue to see the doctor, I'm done."

He nodded and said hello, then walked out.

But Yao Pingan stood up instead: "Mr. Fang, I don't know if I will have free time later. I have something to report to Mr. Fang."

Fang Che turned around in surprise: "Ah? What's the matter?"

Yao Ping'an looked troubled: "Please wait a moment, Mr. Fang. I will have time to treat these people after I have treated them. When the time comes, I will report to Mr. Fang carefully."

Fang Che frowned and said, "Okay, in that case, how about I drink tea in the teahouse opposite you and wait for you?"

"Thank you, Mr. Fang."

Yao Ping'an's clear face was full of gratitude and admiration, and he said: "It's not because I'm an old man, it's really... a doctor has a parent's heart. With so many patients, it's best to see them all."

"Understand, understand."

Fang Che laughed loudly and went to drink tea opposite.

Immediately, several big businessmen followed and prepared to treat him.

If Mr. Fang could agree to treat me once, it would be a supreme honor.

Fang Che was naturally not unkind, and he had a treat, so he just chatted with him to pass the time.

I also chatted for a while with three businessmen in a teahouse.

The three of them all felt very honored and pampered, and were very cautious when chatting.

Fang Che dealt with it pleasantly, while thinking in his mind.

This Yao Pingan is 100% a fake name.

Moreover, his cultivation is very deep, and Fang Che's spiritual consciousness is now a thousand times stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. Surrounded by his spiritual consciousness, he feels that the other party is under his detection, just like the mountains and the vast sea.

His cultivation far exceeds his own.

And he is now at the ninth level of the king level, which means that the other party is at the lowest level of the king level, or even the level above the king level.

But it can't be holy level.

Because if you reach the holy level, I'm afraid I won't be able to feel it.

Therefore, Yao Ping'an's cultivation level should be wandering in this range.

But with such a level of cultivation, he is already a complete master in Baiyun Continent.

What does he want to report to me?

Fang Che was filled with doubts.

With his super spiritual sense, he could feel the faint malice and the faint smell of terror hidden under the sea.

"This person is definitely not a good person!"

"At least, he is not a guardian!"

Fang Che can make a conclusion now on this point.

"This rejuvenating drugstore has only been open for twenty days...such a short period of time. No wonder it was not discovered before."

While thinking about it in my mind, I chatted with the three bosses from all over the world, chatting about some anecdotes about the world.

The three bosses are all ordinary people, and the one with the highest level of cultivation is Wu Zong. In front of Fang Che, he is extremely honest.

All three of them came to Tianxia Escort Bureau to discuss business.

Hearing this, Fang Che's attitude became more friendly, "Well, it turns out he is my sponsor."

finally.

The crowd of doctors there slowly dispersed.

And Yao Ping'an was clearing the table and moved in by himself, effortlessly.

Fang Che stood up at the right time and smiled calmly: "You three, I'm going over. Let's... meet again later."

"Mr. Fang is walking slowly. I am very happy today. I hope I can have a chat with Mr. Fang again in the future."

The three of them stood up respectfully and watched Fang Che go out.

Then he sat down and sighed with emotion: "Look at this person, his demeanor, his temperament, his appearance, his high position without any pretense, and look at us... ugh..."

"Yes, no wonder Mr. Fang is so popular."

"But Mr. Fang seems to have been thinking about things."

"Of course, you think that a big shot like Mr. Fang has nothing to do like us..."

Fang Che walked up to Hui Chun's hand, stood with his hands behind his hands, and smiled like a spring breeze on his face: "Mr. Yao, it's really hard work. For the people of Baiyunzhou, you have been busy until late at night. You love the people like your own son and help the world and save the people. Fang admires and respects you."

Yao Ping'an laughed: "Mr. Fang is really too polite. All walks of life have their own difficulties and rules. Since you are a doctor, you have to study hard for many years. And the way to test yourself is to compare others to others.

Different diseases are cured.”

Yao Ping'an smiled: "Every time I see a patient recover, I always feel a sense of accomplishment and pride. Mr. Fang should understand how I feel."

"Totally understand!"

Fang Che laughed.

Yao Ping'an said: "If Mr. Fang doesn't mind, how about we have a chat in the store if I go up to the door?"

"good!"

Fang Che naturally agreed.

He was confident that Yao Pingan would not do anything to him.

In public, I entered this place with him. If I died tomorrow.

This Yao Pingan is doomed no matter what his status is.

Yao Pingan invited Fang Che in, closed the door, and closed the door.

Then a medicine cabinet was moved away, and inside was a small and very cramped room that could only accommodate a bed.

Yao Ping'an lifted the bed, put down a small wooden table and two small benches, and started making tea.
To be continued...