A group of people walked all the way, talking and laughing, and came to the city.
On the way, they had already inquired, and the notice of treatment was posted on the square in front of the main palace.
However, when they walked past, they did not find the shadow of the notice there.
Moreover, there are several people wearing guards' clothing, who are packing up there.
It seems that the notice was just torn by them.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Mo Ziqing ran up quickly.
"Don't stop us from performing official duties."
The defenders said dissatisfied.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"We are here to apply."
Ye Qingli stepped forward.
"We are medical doctors from other places. I heard that the master of the city was seriously ill and came here to apply."
"Oh, this is what happened."
Said a man with a head look.
"Because our city master has found the most suitable doctor, so now the election is over, you can go back."
After finishing speaking, they put away the notice and turned to leave.
Another gentleman came up and said kindly: "You just came, don't know yet. It is said that the fairy of Qianning School of Divinity School has come to our Hongye City, and I have seen the Lord Huangfu City.
"Now, she has decided to take action to help us Shaocheng's doctor."
"Qianning Fairy shot, you said, do you still need to post these notices?"
"Could there be any other doctor who can compare with the fairy of Qianning in the world?"
Many people nearby nodded their heads.
"Fairy Qianning is the first genius of the School of Theology!"
"Yeah, it is said that her medical skills have already surpassed the elders!"
"With her shot, it must be medicine to get rid of it!"
"The Lord of the City received the notice, and it was a very understandable thing!"
Everyone started talking eloquently.
Mo Ziqing's face could not help changing.
He took a step forward and said aloud: "You are so sure, that the water will be able to cure your master's disease?"
"If you can't be cured by the time, I think you will regret it!"
"Haha!"
At this time, a laugh came from the side.
"According to what you mean, Qianning Fairy can't be cured, can't you be cured?"
A middle-aged man, shaking his folding fan at this time, appeared behind him.
Those city guards saw it and hurried up to salute.
"Master of the military division."
"Ok."
The military division fan shook.
Then, look at them with disdainful eyes.
"Our son's time on the sick bed is not short, so the old man has also seen many pretentious doctors."
"However, it turns out that they are all half buckets of water, and there is no real material at all. It can't be compared with Qianning Fairy!"
The middle-aged said proudly.
"For so many years, the doctors invited by the Lord of the City, let alone heal the disease, can't even help our son to reduce the pain."
"And the fairy of Ning Ning came to make our son's condition better. Isn't that enough?"
He glanced at Ye Qingli and others with disdain.
"I advise you to leave as soon as possible, and don't be disgraced here."
"Don't you think you can compare with Qianning Fairy?"
"Haha, what a joke!"
After hearing this sentence, Mo Zi was very angry.
He clenched his fists and rushed up to discuss with him.