"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this kid is finished, there is no hope, dumb girl, why don't you find another lover? This one is really going to kill you."

In front of a hospital bed, an old doctor turned his head, patted the dazed mute woman's face and said sincerely:

"Even the gods can't save me, that's what Pindao said!"

"Ha." The fox-white furred girl next to her twitched the corner of her mouth and glanced sideways at the junior sister next to her.

Zhao Qingxiu stood silently.

Right now, it was a sunny afternoon, and there were three people standing in front of Ouyang Rong's bed in Sanhui Hospital.

Zhao Qingxiu, candle in the snow.

There is another weird old man.

The old Taoist priest had white hair and a childish face. It was a hot summer day, but he was wearing a black feathered crane cloak, covering his body tightly, with only a shriveled head exposed.

Wearing a Hunyuan scarf hat, the silver hair under the hat is meticulously combed, clean and reflective.

Dress neatly and elegantly.

But if one were like the two Yue girls, Zhao Qingxiu and Xue Zhongzhu, who looked closely beside him, they would immediately notice that the skin on the old Taoist priest's neck that was not covered by the crane cloak and fur was covered with rotten sores.

It is conceivable that under this set of crane cloaks and furs, the whole body is covered with poisonous sores.

But when I got closer to this strange old man, I couldn't smell any rancid smell, but there was a faint medicinal fragrance.

Clean on the outside, sore on the inside, the contrast is sharp.

Not long ago, Xue Zhongzhu hurried back to Sanhuiyuan with Hepao Qiu Laodao.

Hehuo Qiu Laodao did not feel his pulse, he put his hands in his sleeves, and simply glanced at the familiar sick face of the brat on the hospital bed. The words he turned around and spoke were not polite at all, focusing on speed and sincerity.

But this sincerity made Zhao Qingxiu, who was taking care of her day and night, dumbfounded.

"What did you hear from the miraculous doctor?" Xuezhongzhu closed his eyes and said word by word: "Seventh Junior Sister, don't waste your energy anymore."

"Miracle doctor's hand?" Before Zhao Qingxiu could speak, Hehuo Qiu Laodao gasped, rubbed his hands and said:

"It's rare for a lady to praise someone like this. Why is this so embarrassing? There are thousands of Taoist doctors from north to south in the world. Alas, the word "sage" is over-reputed. How can a poor Taoist and useless person dare to be a doctor?"

He Huo Qiu Lao Dao had an embarrassed smile on his face, and he was full of humility. He paused and added cheerfully: "However, in terms of gynecology, I have some small achievements, so I can be called a master."

Xuezhongzhu opened his eyes and said coldly: "Niubi is looking for death? Do you want to be imprisoned for another twenty years?"

"..." Heyi Qiu Laodao sneered.

When she saw Zhao Qingxiu opening her mouth to hold her sleeve again, Xuezhongzhu suddenly fluttered her sleeve.

"The surnamed Sun, please stay and advise the Seventh Junior Sister." She said nothing and left with a cold snort.

Only Zhao Qingxiu and the old Taoist priest surnamed Sun were left in the house.

"You dumb girl, why are you looking at Pindao? Do you think those words were taught by your senior sister to Pindao?"

Old Monster Sun sneered and said very forcefully: "If you live under someone else's roof, you will live under someone else's fence. No one in this world can control the poor Taoist's mouth!"

Zhao Qingxiu opened a corner of the quilt, picked up Ouyang Rong's right wrist, and handed it to Old Monster Sun from afar, looking at him eagerly.

The corner of Old Monster Sun's mouth twitched, and he shouted: "I'll take a pulse. Do you understand? It's a terminal illness that can be seen at a glance. How can I take the pulse?"

Zhao Qingxiu shook his head.

"If you don't understand, then don't teach me how to do things. Checking the pulse is what common doctors do. Dumb girl, why do you care so much about him?"

Old Monster Sun looked at Zhao Qingxiu's disappointed face, paused, and couldn't help but said:

"Last time I made an exception to save him. I kindly asked him if he wanted a wife. He didn't care. Why do you care about him? You just ignored him."

"Ahh..."

"What? You said he didn't know you were there?"

Old Monster Sun sneered:

"Hey, dumb girl, I'm telling you, in this world, anything given to someone upside down, no matter how precious it is, will be discounted and devalued.

"Especially the love between a man and a woman, can you guarantee that even if he knows about it, he will cherish you? At that time, it will be just a momentary touch and enthusiasm. You will show your heart and soul, and you will die without regrets. Your bottom line will be exposed, and you will go beyond

In the future, the other party will become more and more aggressive, and he will feel comfortable asking for it. He will even hate you for not giving him enough, and hate you for making him unable to pay back.

"It doesn't matter if you become more of a virgin, and it doesn't matter if Yunmeng Jianze is the future 'Yuanjun', in the end, he will become worthless, or even be stepped on. This is unequal and abnormal love.

"What? You said that you gave these voluntarily, but when you gave them, you never thought that he would return them? And you also disappeared quietly without letting him know?

"No, you are not stubborn anymore. Why are you so stupid? If you ask him for something, the man may respect you. If you don't want anything, you, you, you... are so angry!"

I don't know why, but Old Monster Sun is so deeply involved in this that he hates iron for not being able to become steel.

"Ah ah." Zhao Qingxiu opened her mouth, her little face lost in thought.

"No, you girl, why are you staring at Pindao like that again? Are you curious why Pindao knows so much? Why do you think Pindao knows so much!"

Old Monster Sun, who ended up covered in malignant sores, was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. His fur suddenly exploded. He was angry for a while, then suddenly calmed down and turned away:

"Listen to people's advice and eat enough. Whether you like it or not, this brat is hopeless and will be finished in one glance.

"Let's go back to Yunmengze with your senior sister. Pindao hasn't finished playing chess with his old inmate in the water prison yet. Go back quickly to prevent that old guy from stealing my chess pieces. Don't let Pindao catch him."

Already..."

At this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the courtyard outside.

Xie Lingjiang, who had not seen him for many days, rushed back and walked into the house.

She was slightly startled when she saw a strange old man dressed strangely in the room.

Zhao Qingxiu stood up in surprise, pointed at Old Monster Sun, and introduced him with a series of "babbles". Xie Lingjiang seemed to understand, and tilted his head slightly: "Is this the miracle doctor brought by the queen?"

Zhao Qingxiu nodded, and Old Monster Sun suddenly became serious, with a solemn look on his face, and made a hand gesture with one palm:

"Blessings are immeasurable and the deity has incredible merits."

"Alas, I can't afford to be a miracle doctor." Old Monster Sun shook his head, pointing to the hospital bed behind him, and said regretfully: "I am a poor man with few talents and little knowledge, and I am incompetent."

Xie Lingjiang frowned, thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask: "Blessings and Infinite Heavenly Lord? Are you a Taoist priest from Gezao Mountain?"

This is common knowledge in the world. As far as the Sanqing Taoist sect in the south is concerned, Taoist priests from different sects chant different Taoist names. The Taoist priests who call themselves "the God of Infinite Blessings and Lives" are generally the Taoist priests from Gezaoshan who walk down the mountain and hang pots to help the world.

Old Monster Sun smiled and said nothing, seeming to acquiesce, and said in a regretful tone: "Oh, it's just a poor Taoist and a disciple who doesn't have the skills. The girls should hire someone else."

Xie Lingjiang glanced sideways.

At this moment, two figures appeared outside the door again.

"Thank you, friend, for your invitation."

"Taoist Master, please."

I saw an elegant middle-aged Confucian scholar and an old Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown walking into the house together with humility and courtesy.

It was Xie Xun, Taoist Priest Chongxuzi who was very senior to Ge Zaoshan.

We should have been reminiscing outside the door just now.

"The blessings of the Immeasurable Heavenly Lord are inconceivable merits." As soon as Chong Xuzi entered the house, he bent down slightly, shook his fly whisk, and bowed his hands to everyone in the house.

Old Monster Sun's face changed slightly.

Xie Lingjiang asked curiously: "Your Excellency, senior Chongxuzi is also a Taoist priest from Zaoshan in Yuqing Pavilion. He is from the same school as you and has superb medical skills. Do you know him?"

Chong Xuzi couldn't help turning his head:

"Which peak of Gezao Mountain does your Excellency come from? What is the word "三山 bleeding"? I have lived in Gezao Mountain for a long time, and I may not be able to recognize you from the younger generation, but I am familiar with the older Taoist priests from Yuqing. Why do I look at you with a bit of contempt?

Health? How long has it been since you returned to the mountain?"

The corners of Old Monster Sun's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at his nose and heart without saying a word.

It seems that like Zhao Qingxiu next to him, he is both mute.

Chong Xuzi, Xie Lingjiang, and Xie Xun couldn't help but take a second look at this strange old man.

Xie Lingjiang shook his head, looked back, and started today's business:

"Young lady, by chance, I also know a miracle doctor, Taoist Priest Chong Xuzi from Gezao Mountain. Maybe he can save senior brother. Please, please step aside from this... um, the miracle doctor, and let Senior Chong Xuzi

Check your pulse, Senior Brother."

"Yeah!"

Zhao Qingxiu's eyes brightened and she nodded quickly.

When Old Monster Sun heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

The two left the hospital bed.

"Senior Chongxu, please." Xie Lingjiang gestured sideways.

Chong Xuzi nodded and stepped forward. When he passed by Old Monster Sun, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at the simple Hunyuan scarf worn by the latter, and asked:

"You are a fellow Taoist of the Zhongnan Mountain Tower Temple Taoist sect, right?"

Old Monster Sun waved his hand and said in an impatient tone: "Go, go, go, just treat the disease. Why are you meddling in so many other things?"
To be continued...