Juvenile Medical God

"Well ... this time you won't be a woman's benevolent?" The old poison smiled, "Okay, just rush at you, I will let the girl Shuang Er bring you some garbage and clean up the leaves. People at home don't need to take too good things. "

"Sister Sister went back to the drug sect?" Qin Lang asked.

The old poison frowned and snorted, "It's just a girl. What is it called Senior Sister? She's not my apprentice! You are the true disciple of the poison sect. Her identity is there. She is just a girl, at best it is yours." Ma'am, how do you call her sister! ~ "

"Old poison, why are you so stiff!" Qin Lang said seriously, "Sister Shuang'er is not your apprentice, but she is also a person of the poison sect, and she started earlier than me, so I should call her sister. What's more, Sister waits for you without any complaint, can't you be good to Sister. "

"Lao Tzu's actions, how can you let your kid come to point me!" Lao Poison said dissatisfiedly, "In short, before me, you must know to be humble. You are my true disciple, the future lord of the poison sect, of course, there must be a little The head of the patriarch, the maidservant is the maidservant, and the drug slave is the drug slave.

"Okay, I ask you old people not to open your mouths to revitalize the poison sect. In short, I don't call Sister Shuanger in front of you as your sister's headquarters? Come on, you plan to let Sher bring me something good?" Qin Langren Kept asking.

"There are many things on our Wudu Mountain. Although these old men didn't take care of them personally, there was a girl Shuang Er who looked after them. There should always be something great on the Wudu Mountain. Although I can't get into Laozi's eyes , But it should be enough to deal with these things of the Ye family. "The old poison said, and then blew a sharp whistle outside.

A moment later, a black bird rushed into the house and landed in the palm of the old poison.This black bird is slightly larger than a sparrow, covered with black ink, and its beak is extremely sharp, just like the beak of an eagle. It gives the impression that this little bird is not a vegetarian, but a raptor in the sky. class.Qin Lang naturally recognized this bird. This bird is called the "Black Cloud Vulture". Like the "Blood Crow", they are all raptors raised by the poison sect.It was only the decline of the poison sect, and the number of black cloud vultures dropped sharply. Only a few pairs of black cloud vultures now exist in the mountain gate of the poison sect.Although the black cloud eagle is small in size, it is no less powerful than any kind of vulture or eagle, but they are not a single action when hunting, but move in groups because of the large number, fast speed, and the addition of claws. The beak is very sharp, flying like a black cloud, and passing by, like the black cloud pressing the city, is very fierce.

Now, this black cloud vulture can only become a tool for the communication of old poisons, because the place where the poison Zongshan gate is located can not be contacted by mobile phone or telephone. The black cloud vulture is the best and fastest way.In addition, compared to mobile phones, in the old poison, it is obviously safer and more reliable to use the primitive things like black cloud eagle to transmit information.

Qin Lang did not know what "good things" the old poison would bring Frostworld to him, but since the old poison thought it could solve the problem, Qin Lang was not so worried.

Everything is ready, just wait for Qin Lang to get the "weapon" that the old poison gave him, and then everything will be solved.

Although the old poison promised to help, Qin Lang did not sit back and enjoy his success. He still prepared carefully for tomorrow's "deal" and began to count all kinds of poisons, healing medicines, hidden weapons, etc. It is still necessary to grind the gun like this. .

I don't know when the old poison has left.

Qin Lang knew that the old poison said that he wouldn't shoot, and that would not be the shot. The old poison was willing to give something to Qin Lang for use, which was already very good.

Qin Lang prepared methodically, just like a soldier about to go to the battlefield, cleaning up his guns and ammunition.For Qin Lang, there should be a tough battle tomorrow, which is very different from the last time in Qingyun Mountain. This time, the Ye family must have made complete preparations, and even sent some powerful masters, Qin Lang wanted to save Ma Zhenyong again It ’s really hard to get out!

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Qin Lang's cell phone rang.

This is an unfamiliar phone call. Qin Lang was a little wary. After hesitating, he still pressed the answer button, but Qin Lang did not take the initiative to speak, waiting for the other party's voice to sound.

"Mr. Qin?" A voice sounded, somewhat familiar.

"you are?"

"Oh, I'm Tang Zhenggang." Tang Zhenggang's tone on the phone looked very courteous.That's right, it's humility. It seems that Tang Zhenggang spoke to Qin Lang very carefully.

In the impression of Qin Lang, the old guy Tang Zhenggang was very arrogant, but since the last time he detoxified Tang Qianyuan, the old guy seemed to be turning in front of him, which made Qin Lang puzzled.

"Mr. Tang, what's your job?" Qin Lang should be constantly changing.

"Mr. Qin, this is the case. My uncle was seriously injured, and the injury was serious--"

"Are you going to die?" Qin Lang interrupted Tang Zhenggang's words directly, looking a little impatient, because Qin Lang is now thinking about how to rescue Ma Zhenyong. As for Tang Zhenggang's uncle's life and death, Qin Lang didn't want to care.Not to mention that Uncle Tang Zhenggang was injured, even if his old man was injured and would die, what does it have to do with Qin Lang?

"This--" Tang Zhenggang was suddenly speechless, his heart burst into flames, but Tang Zhenggang quickly suppressed the anger, and suppressed this anger, because Tang Zhenggang suddenly thought, this "Qin "Mr." may be the successor of Yaozong, and the people of Zongzi generation, it is a matter of course that they are arrogant in front of others.

Xun Caiaowu.

Talented and background, naturally proud.

Thinking of Qin Lang's background, Tang Zhenggang turned his anger into further humility, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, you're kidding. Although my uncle was seriously injured, he didn't want to die."

Although Qin Lang was a little impatient, he thought that Tang Zheng happened to be the heir to Tang Men anyway, and Tang Zhenggang ’s attitude is so humble, and he did n’t smile at the person, Qin Lang was too embarrassed, so he said: "Since there is no worry about life, you There are also doctors in Tangmen, there should be a way to solve it, it can not be sent to the hospital. "

"Mr. Qin, you laughed." Tang Zhenggang said patiently, "Although the uncle's injury can be healed, the injury can't be healed. As a martial artist, he is likely to lose his body skills. The Lang family of the Tang family can help him. Life-saving, but there is no way to keep his kung fu, and even he may be crippled-Mr. Qin, you have extraordinary medical skills, and you are unparalleled in the world. Only you can keep him from crippling, and even retain his kung fu. "