Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 45

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"Why does his voice sound so similar to that person's?"

Thinking back to the mysterious young man who saved her and Bai Xiya's fate that night, Ji Qingxue found that the two were so similar in their tone of voice and body outline.

"Could it be that they are the same person, did he change his appearance last time?" Thinking about it, Ji Qingxue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, her beautiful big eyes fixed on Ye Chenfeng, as if she wanted to see through him.

"What a big temper. Anyone here can be your master. We haven't said anything yet, but you are getting impatient." An old man wearing a dark golden doctor's robe and having a very high status in the medical field glared at him. Ye Chenfeng scolded loudly.

"Then how sure are you of curing Patriarch Bai?" Ye Chenfeng asked indifferently when he saw the disdain in the eyes of the old man in the dark gold robe.

"Why, are you sure?" the old man in the dark gold robe sniffed and said with a smile.

"At least I'm more confident than you guys." Ye Chenfeng said confidently.

"Arrogance, such an arrogant boy." The old man in the dark gold robe did not expect Ye Chenfeng to be so arrogant, and he flew into a rage, with veins bursting out on his forehead, and roared loudly: "Do you know who this old man is? When this old man was studying medicine, You haven't been born yet."

"Age doesn't mean anything. Everything depends on strength. As for who you are, I'm not interested in knowing." Ye Chenfeng looked at the angry-eyed old man in the dark gold robe, and said lightly.

"you… "

"Okay, you two, please look at my face and say a few words less, let's study how to cure my father's illness." Looking at the two people who were tit for tat and refused to give in to each other, Ji Yunyou frowned slightly Wrinkled, helpless to mediate.

"With him and without me, with me without him, if you insist on keeping him, the old man will leave immediately." The old man in the dark gold robe was trembling with Ye Chen's wind, and gritted his teeth.

"Let me see the patient."

Ye Chenfeng ignored the embarrassing old man in the dark gold robe, and said calmly.

"this… "

Ji Yunyou glanced at the furious old man in the dark gold robe, and then at Ye Chenfeng who was calm and expressionless, feeling worried.

Although Ye Chenfeng exuded an extraordinary aura, but the old man in the dark golden robe was an imperial doctor with outstanding medical skills, Ji Yunyou really didn't dare to take the risk of keeping Ye Chenfeng behind.

"Father, let Master Chen try it, I have confidence in him."

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, Ji Qingxue bit her moist lips lightly and spoke.

"Okay, I'll go."

Hearing that Ji Qingxue had chosen Ye Chenfeng, the old man in the dark gold robe turned black with anger, and walked away in a huff.

"Hey, Master Chen, please follow me."

Seeing the old man in the dark gold robe go away in anger, Ji Yunyou gritted his teeth, and reluctantly led Ye Chenfeng to the small courtyard where Ji Yanzheng lived.

"It smells so strong."

Walking into the small courtyard, Ye Chenfeng smelled a strong smell of medicine in the air. When he opened the door and walked into the house, he saw that he was soaked in a huge medicine pot. Ji Yanzheng.

"Yunyou, who is this?"

Hearing the movement, Ji Yanzheng, who was soaked in the medicine bucket, slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Ye Chenfeng exuding a tender breath, he asked.

"Father, this is Master Chen who saved Bai Lao back then." Ji Yunyou introduced, but he didn't like Ye Chenfeng in his heart.

"I didn't expect Master Chen to be so young." Ji Yanzheng said with a smile.

"Age doesn't mean everything." Ye Chenfeng walked directly to the medicine barrel and ordered, "Give me your hand."

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's commanding tone, Ji Yanzheng was stunned. It's been a long, long time, and no one has spoken to him in this tone.

"Grandpa, believe in Master Chen, he will definitely cure you." Seeing Ji Yanzheng who had not moved for a long time, Ji Qingxue said from the side.

"Who told you that I can definitely be cured, maybe the more I am cured, the worse it will be." Ye Chenfeng said coldly.

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's reprimand, Ji Qingxue immediately prevaricated, showing aggrieved look, unable to figure out why he was so hostile to her.

"Haha, Your Excellency is really interesting, then I will hand over this old bone to you." Ji Yanzheng glanced at Ji Qingxue who was full of aggrieved face, and handed his slightly skinny arm to Ye Chenfeng .

"Well, why is your injury so severe? The flesh and blood in your whole body are almost dying."

When Ye Chenfeng called for Ji Yan's pulse, he found that his physical injuries were much more serious than he imagined. The old injuries that kept recurring almost destroyed his whole body and eroded his vitality.

"Hey, it's hard to say. I wonder if the genius doctor can delay my illness?"

Ji Yanzheng is very aware of his physical condition, he doesn't expect to recover, he just hopes to delay the illness and help Ji's family get through the most difficult period.

"It's not difficult to delay your illness, but it may be troublesome to cure it, but... there is no way." Ye Chenfeng said slowly while searching for the inheritance memory.

"Really, I do have hope for recovery."

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's words, Ji Yanzheng raised his brows, and his cloudy eyes shot out bright lights.

"There is hope, but I need to think about it." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said.

"Master Chen, if you can really heal my father, you will be my eternal friend of the Ji family." Ji Yunyou said slightly excitedly.

Ji Yanzheng's significance to the Ji family is too important. If something happens to him, the Ji family will be destroyed.

"I'm not interested in becoming your Ji family's forever friend, I'm here for a reward." Ye Chenfeng whispered.

"Master Chen, as long as you can delay my illness and prevent it from recurring for a short time, my Ji family offers a reward for you to choose two treasures. If you can cure me, those rewards will be given to you." Ji Strictly promised in public.

"good!"

Ye Chenfeng nodded, agreed without hesitation, took out the silver needle that he carried with him, and prepared to treat Ji Yanzheng with acupuncture.