"Old man, I will not accept you as my disciple." Gu Qingze sat in the chair and glanced at Doctor Zhang lightly, his face still calm: "You have a big beard and you are already so old. If you say If you are my disciple, why don’t you let others laugh at me?”
Doctor Zhang had a look of disappointment on his face. He scratched his white hair in embarrassment and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Yes, I am old and don't have a few years left to live. I still want to study under the miraculous doctor and learn medical skills." , It’s really wishful thinking.”
He stood up shakily.
"However," Gu Qingze changed his tone and glanced at him again: "If the old man thinks that I am not a liar and wants to discuss my medical skills with me, I am still free."
"Seriously?" Doctor Zhang was immediately overjoyed, and his wrinkled face turned into a chrysanthemum smile.
He knew that Gu Qingze said it was a discussion, but in fact he had agreed to teach him his medical skills, and he was very grateful.
Gu Qingze ignored him, waited for Shen Ning to finish taking the medicine, then checked Chu Shaobai's pulse, and then nodded slightly.
Shen Ning wiped Chu Shaobai's forehead and found that after taking the medicine, he was sweating profusely and his temperature was much higher than before. However, after a while, his sweat became less and less, and his body temperature gradually increased. The pressure came down, my breathing became smoother and more powerful, and my heart was filled with joy.
Gu Qingze glanced at her: "Girl, you don't have to be happy so quickly. As the saying goes, if the King of Hell tells you to die at the third watch, who dares to save someone until the fifth watch? Do you think he has been saved? Do you think he will? Are you willing to live?"
Shen Ning's heart suddenly sank, she raised her head and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
"If he doesn't get rid of his will to die, his condition will continue to relapse. Girl, do you know why he insists on seeking death at such a young age? He is the King of Jing'an, a young noble man, what does he look like... before? It was still so-so, but now it is ugly. It can be said that he wants wind and rain, what can't he think about? "
Gu Qingze shook his head, looking puzzled.
Shen Ning bit her lip and hesitated to speak.
"It's not good, ancient miraculous doctor, look quickly, King Jing'an... he is trembling..." Doctor Zhang pointed at Chu Shaobai and shouted.
Gu Qingze and Shen Ning turned around and found that Chu Shaobai was clenching his teeth, his face was blue, his lips were white without a trace of blood, and he was shivering.
"Haha, it's true. You want to die, but I won't let you die. If you don't believe it, let's give it a try and see who can beat the other!"
Gu Qingze stood up from the chair and strode to Chu Shaobai's bed.
Seeing this, everyone was stunned.
This, this, this... Isn't this miracle doctor lame? How come he can walk
Xiaosi was even more stunned. He turned to look at Zhui Feng with a questioning look on his face.
"Zhui Feng, he's not lame..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhui Feng's cold look.
"Xiao Si, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will beat you to a cripple!" Zhui Feng said sternly.
Xiao Si hurriedly covered his mouth.
After Gu Qingze checked his pulse, he prescribed another dose of medicine without saying a word.
Soon after taking this dose of medicine, Chu Shaobai stopped shivering, but other problems soon appeared.
Gu Qingze had a cold face and continued to write out different prescriptions.
He personally poured the medicine into Chu Shaobai's mouth and said fiercely: "Listen, as long as I, Gu Qingze, am here, you can't even think about stepping into the gate of hell!"