Chapter 144: A strange woman

"The person who treats the disease?" Yu Wen Lie glanced at Yang Fan, frowned slightly, and said to the little princess: "Yue'er, where did you find someone? There seems to be no such a guest in the royal palace."

With his words and expressions, Yu Wen Lie did not hide his contempt for Yang Fan, and he was even more disdainful to hide it.

A pharmacist like this is not very good at cultivation, which is difficult to convince people. In the eyes of the world, doctors with excellent medical skills are all old men in their seventies and eighties, and pharmacists like Yang Fan, who are 100 or 20 years old, are probably all apprentice level.

"Dad... Yang Yaoshi's medical skills are really good. At least he is much better than these pharmacists in the royal palace. Just let him try it."

The little princess said with tears in her eyes.

The two of them were talking very loudly, and the pharmacists from the royal palace outside could hear it clearly.

What?

This young pharmacist is better than us?!

The few people led by He Yaoshi all looked unrestless and couldn't help but come to watch.

"Hmph, this pharmacist is younger than my secular disciple. I want to see where he is better than us..."

Pharmacist He sneered and walked to the screen, and the other pharmacists in Qi Refining Stage also agreed.

"Yue'er, don't mess around! It's related to your Xin'er's life and death. How can you invite someone with unknown identity to the royal palace to treat Xin'er?"

Yuwen Lie said angrily, and an indescribable domineering aura emerged from the thin air.

"Wuwu..." The little princess was so scared that she didn't dare to speak, and gave Yang Fan apologetic gaze.

On weekdays, the King of Yan is domineering and cold. Although he loves his children more, once he gets angry or gets angry, no one dares to touch his back.

"Yes, little princess, you are still young. There are countless people who pretend to be gods and ghosts in this world. You must not be deceived by outsiders."

He Yaoshi pointed out with a kind look on his face, and there was a bit of gloating in his eyes when he looked at Yang Fan.

"Haha, it's up to you to decide whether to cure or not. But Yang made a point that there was only one chance."

Yang Fan smiled indifferently and said with great pleasure.

There is only one chance.

Yu Wen Lie was stunned and vaguely felt the arrogance from Yang Fan.

Perhaps this pharmacist is not necessarily true, and Yu Wen Lie suddenly felt a little regretful.

Even if there is still one in ten thousand hope, he cannot miss it. After all, this is a major event that concerns his daughter's life and death.

"Okay!" King Yuwen Lie of Yan pondered for a moment and said decisively: "Since you are so confident, I will let you try it. But if something goes wrong, I will definitely take your dog's life and destroy your nine clans!"

When talking about the words "Destroying the Nine Clans" in the end, Yang Fan suddenly felt a strong murderous intent.

"Master Yang Yaoshi, Daddy will give you a chance. Go in and see for the second sister." The little princess burst into tears and smiled.

When Yang Fan heard this, he smiled coldly and shook his head and said, "Sorry, I don't accept this kind of coercive treatment. Please ask Gao Ming, the prince."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and turned around and left!

"Master Yang!" the little princess exclaimed.

"Brother Yang, you can't do this!" Cheng Yunfei said with great concern.

"Hmph, isn't it just a little boy? Where can I get such a big air?"

However, Yaoshi He and others mocked each other.

"Stop it!" Yu Wen Lie shouted coldly, and the violent aura like a tide instantly pressed on Yang Fan.

Yang Fan immediately felt a great pressure and a hint of crisis, and his body paused slightly.

This Yan King Yuwen Lie once killed a demonic cultivator in the Concentration Stage. It is indeed terrifying and well-deserved.

"Your Majesty, you threaten me to see a doctor with your life and death. Don't you know that the pharmacist treats patients and also controls their life and death."

Yang Fan said calmly.

"This..." Yuwen Lie was suffocated.

Yang Fan walked to the outside of the screen and was about to leave.

Yuwen Lie looked at his back and seemed to stop talking. Yang Fan easily dealt with his powerful pressure just now, and was not afraid of it. It can be seen that the other party is definitely not as simple as a pharmacist in the Qi Refining Stage.

At this moment, Yang Fan gave him a feeling that it was somewhat similar to the oriental pharmacist who was wandering around.

"Pharmacist...wait."

At this moment, a woman's voice, as soft as morning mist, came, feeling a little weak and powerless.

“There is only one chance.”

Yang Fan did not look back and his voice was very cold.

"As a pharmacist... do you not help me when you die? What's more, you never asked me, a patient, until the beginning."

The woman whispered, arguing according to reason.

"What you said makes sense, but someone is trying to kill me, so it's better for Yang to stop treating me."

Yang Fan stopped, but in fact he was still very interested in these two princesses.

"Dad is just worried about my safety." The voice was silent for a moment and then rang again: "Don't worry about treating your little girl. No matter whether you succeed or fail, you will guarantee that you are safe and sound."

"Please agree." The second princess said to King Yan.

"Xin'er, you..." King Yan's voice trembled slightly.

After a moment, as if discussing for a while, the King of Yan sighed: "Yang Yaoshi, come in, I will keep my daughter's promise. No matter what the result is, I will not touch you at all."

Such concessions are definitely the first time for the King of Yan, who is less than ten thousand people in Kyoto.

The pharmacists present all looked incredible. He couldn't believe how could the King of Yan, who had always been domineering and cold, agree to this condition.

"Okay," Yang Fan nodded, walked towards the boudoir in the screen, and said calmly: "If Yang hadn't had some interest in the second princess, he wouldn't have broken this example."

When Yu Wen Lie heard this, his face immediately became a little unpleasant, and he said to himself: "Does this guy want to hit me, my daughter?"

"Hmph, this kid obviously has bad intentions."

Several pharmacists outside were very unrestless and refused to leave for a while. They stood in the screen and stared at Yang Fan's every move.

Yang Fan looked at the boudoir and the layout was very simple. In addition to the dressing table, there was also an exquisite desk and bookshelf.

There were hundreds of ancient books piled up on the bookshelf, each of which was not an ordinary book.

The lilac gums are covered by a gauze, and the hazy figure inside can be seen faintly.

At this moment, the King of Yan and the Princess were both standing in front of the gums, and there were two beautiful little maids next to them, and their eyes were all focused on Yang Fan.

Yang Fan walked to the gums leisurely and prepared to lift the veil.

"Don't you need to take your pulse with your sling?" King Yan frowned, obviously a little wary of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled: "I was interested in the second princess and made an exception. Besides, hanging the line to take the pulse is just a trick of secular doctors. It's okay to deal with minor illnesses, but if it were a strange disease like the princess, it would be a joke."

"Okay, you can take action quickly." Yuwen Lie said lightly.

Yang Fan was not polite and went straight to the bedside, reached out to lift the gauze, and sat calmly beside the bed.

"This kid is so rude..."

Several pharmacists watching on the screen only regretted itchy teeth.

The gauze was opened, and a strange fragrance of a woman came, which made Yang Fan feel moved. He saw a slightly sickly woman lying quietly in front of him. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face as the most perfect porcelain in the world. Her skin was white and crystal clear, smooth as silk, her nose was exquisite, her bright eyes were as deep as autumn water, but she also had a few traces of depth and wisdom.

During the breath, the woman breathed a faint and strange orchid fragrance, which was natural and difficult to check, otherwise she would have thought it was an incense for an ordinary woman. However, her graceful and delicate figure was covered by a gorgeous cotton blanket, but she could still see the slightly undulating perfect curves.

At this moment, when Yang Fan looked at this woman, the stunning second princess also looked at Yang Fan and felt the other party's unconcealed appreciation and gaze.

"Little girl Yuwen Xin, I dare to ask the noble person for his honorable surname." Only a trace of red glow was applied to the second princess's pretty face, and soon returned to normal.

"Negotiable? You said I am a noble person?"

Yang Fan smiled slightly and said in confusion.

"Yes, the little girl had already sensed it, until the moment the pharmacist was about to leave, this sense was ten times stronger..."

Yuwen Xin whispered that there was a little more joy between her eyebrows.

"In the next day, Yang Fan, Miss Yuwen may have made a mistake. You and I have never been masked. How can you know I can cure your illness?"

Yang Fan asked tentatively, he was really a little suspicious that this woman might have any special abilities.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered his sister Yang Huixin, as if he also had a strange ability. Even if he restrained his emotions deeply, he could still feel it.

"The little girl is convinced that the pharmacist will definitely do it." Yu Wen Xin's gentle voice showed a few traces of determination, and his eyes looked at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan met her deep eyes full of wisdom, and her curiosity became even stronger.

Unlike other women, Yuwen Xin looked at him at the right time, without a trace of retreat or shyness, as if he was examining him a step closer.

"Cough cough..." At this moment, King Yan Yuwen Lie, who was standing in front of the bed, coughed lightly and said, "Pharmacist, please take action."

If it weren't for Yang Fan's possibility of treating his daughter's illness, he would have driven away this disciple long ago.

"Miss Yuwen, Yang will treat you now." Yang Fan withdrew his gaze.
To be continued...