Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

"Huh? Isn't that senior Yang, who is known as a famous medical saint? Why is he standing in front of Yu's house and shouting like that? Is something wrong?"

Someone recognizes Mr. Yang's identity, and he is very puzzled that such a distinguished guest of the major family forces is doing such a strange thing at this time.

"Isn’t it just a while ago that the Yu family’s old man was seriously ill? It seems that I heard that Patriarch Yu and his family went to Lao Yang to seek medical treatment and they just came back. Why is Lao Yang here again? Listening to this, could anyone cure Yu? Lord's disease too?"

"How is it possible? Old Yang's medical skills are recognized. He can't cure a disease. Who else can cure it?"

"Then what is he doing now? He thinks his skills are not as good as people are convinced, and who is the Mrs. Ling in his mouth? I haven't heard of it!"

"Yeah! It's really strange. It sounds like Madam Ling cured the old man Yu's disease. Old Yang is convinced by her?"

In the restaurants and shops on both sides of the street, many monks and family members who heard the old saying of Yang began to talk in a low voice, but, no matter how much they talked, they didn’t know what was happening at home, so they let people start. Go and inquire.

The host of Baili, who was standing not far from Mr. Yang, saw him and couldn't help but said, "Old Yang, admire, admire."

This kind of courage is really not something ordinary people can do, especially because of his fame that he can say such things and do such things, it is even more admirable.It's no wonder he is admired by all quarters with such a disposition.

At the same time, in Yufu, when Feng Jiu returned to the courtyard, he saw that Xuanyuan Moze was no longer in the courtyard, so he went straight into the room, and when he saw him practicing cross-legged on the bed, he poured a glass of water and drank. He squinted his eyes and said, "Husband, I'm back."

"The matter is resolved?" Xuanyuan Mo Ze opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Well, it's not difficult to understand. The cup in the old man's body has been drawn out." While she was speaking, she heard the three voices coming from outside that were not as convincing, and she couldn't help but scratch a few black lines across her forehead. line.

"This old man can't see that he's quite stubborn. He actually went outside the house and shouted? It's really down!" She shook her head and chuckled, and came to him: "Find someone tonight. Time to ask Patriarch Yu about something about the Tongtian Monarch, let’s leave tomorrow!"

"Good." Xuanyuan Mo Ze grinned while curling his lips.

In the evening, when Yu Chengde saw that his father woke up after taking the medicinal bath as Mrs. Ling said, he couldn't help crying. After waiting for his father to lie down, he hurried to their yard.

"Ling Ye, Madam Ling, my father is awake." He walked into the courtyard happily and said to the two who were playing chess.

"Wake up and take care of it for a while and you will be able to recover." Feng Jiu said, motioning: "Sit down! I just have something to ask you."

"Yes." He sat down at the table and looked at the two people when he sat down, only to feel that sitting at the same table with them felt a sense of tension and depression.

"Yu Patriarch, we want to know something about the Tongtian Monarch, please tell us about it." Feng Jiu said directly.

"Huh? This..."

He looked at the two in surprise, but he didn't expect that what they were asking about was the matter of the Tongtian Monarch. For a while, his expression moved slightly.

"Why? Inconvenient?" Feng Jiu raised his brows and asked.