Although Mai Yi gave them many opportunities, they were always timid, especially when they encountered some difficult and complicated diseases, and they did not dare to diagnose them casually.
At this time, when they heard that the master was leaving the valley, the burden of treating patients and rescuing people fell on their shoulders, and they couldn't help but think about it.
"If you have a medical condition that is difficult to explain, you can read more of this "Acupuncture Classic A and B". It records what I have learned throughout my life. You must study more. I hope that when I come back, I can see that your medical skills can One step further, if I come back and find that your medical skills are still stagnant, then don’t blame me for turning against you!"
The boy in Mai suddenly lost his face and said sternly.
"I don't dare. I must devote myself to learning and study medical skills. I will never let down your old man's teachings."
The three disciples knelt down together.
The young man in Mai nodded with satisfaction.
The morning light was faint, dawn had just broken in the eastern sky, and a faint white mist rose in the Valley of the Divine Doctor.
The entire valley is filled with mist and the mountains are green and grassy, making it feel like a fairyland.
Shen Ning stood at the mouth of the valley, staring in the direction of the thatched cottage. The dewdrops wet her shoes, socks and hair, but she didn't care.
Finally, the white mist slowly broke open, and a figure sitting on a chair slowly appeared in her sight.
The boy in linen clothes was still sitting in his special chair, and the morning breeze lifted the hem of his linen robe and danced.
Behind him were three disciples. Ming Yue was holding a green cloth bundle in her hand. It must have been the bag prepared by the boy in sackcloth.
The three disciples took the Maid boy to the mouth of the valley. Zhui Feng looked at the chair where the Maid boy was sitting and couldn't help but startled.
This miracle doctor has been sitting in a chair. Could it be that he is lame
"Mr. Divine Doctor, do you... do you want to take this chair with you too?"
He asked cautiously for fear of offending the young man in Mai.
"Of course, don't you welcome my chair?" The Mai Yi boy raised his eyebrows.
"No, I don't dare. I don't dare. Mr. Miracle Doctor is joking." Zhui Feng was startled.
He didn't dare to ask any more questions, and with a gentle movement of his hands, he put the miracle doctor boy and his chair onto the carriage, and landed firmly on the carriage without any vibration.
This skill is extremely rare, and if anyone who knows it sees it, they can't help but cheer.
Shen Ning and Xiao Ru didn't think anything of it yet. The boy in Mai was always cold and indifferent, and there was nothing strange on his face.
But when his three disciples saw this, they all stared at Zhui Feng in shock.
This guy looks as thin as a bamboo pole, but he is so strong!
Others didn't know it, but the three of them knew very well that the master's chair didn't look like anything special, but it was extremely heavy and the three of them couldn't lift it even with their combined strength.
But this thin young man with a bamboo pole seemed to put the chair on the carriage effortlessly. Is he the legendary Hercules Bull Demon King
Oh, by the way, his skill is called Kung Fu!
This thin bamboo pole is a martial arts master.
The three disciples looked at Zhui Feng from the corner of their eyes, sneered in their hearts, and couldn't help showing a look of gloating on their faces.
What the master hates the most is people who are good at martial arts. I'm afraid you will suffer a lot along the way.
Zhui Feng was puzzled by the gazes of the three people. He couldn't help but rub his face, wondering if there was something on his face? Why do these three people keep staring at me with such weird eyes