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At this time, the president of the Alchemy Guild was chatting with the person who was asking for medicine. He looked at the medicine order in the other person's hand and couldn't help but be curious: "I heard that Tiandan Building doesn't issue many ghost medicine orders. Since you are not from Baichuan City, how come you have a medicine order?"
The person who asked for medicine was a middle-aged man, followed by four powerful monks. Seeing that the other party was the president of the Alchemy Guild, he said, "Gu spent a lot of money and energy to buy this from someone else. Although he is not from Baichuan City, I heard that the ghost doctor in Tiandanjie has excellent medical skills, so I came here to ask for an audience."
"I see." President Fan nodded in understanding, and saw Leng Hua coming out. He couldn't help but ask, "Manager Leng, is the owner of the building willing to see me?"
"President Fan, I'm really sorry." Leng Hua said apologetically.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel disappointed: "I understand. The host has guests today, so I'll come another day. I'll take my leave first." He bowed and smiled at the middle-aged man before turning and leaving.
The middle-aged man's eyes flickered when he saw this. He didn't expect that Feng Jiu, the ghost doctor who owned the Tiandan Tower, would even refuse to see the president of the Alchemy Guild. This surprised him. At this moment, he was not surprised at all. If he hadn't held the medicine order in his hand, he might not have been able to meet this ghost doctor.
At this time, Du Fan came out and made a gesture of invitation to the middle-aged man: "Please follow me. Your attendant will wait here for the time being."
The middle-aged man gave instructions to those behind him, and then followed Du Fan to the back. When they arrived at the backyard, he saw a woman in red picking herbs in the yard. Thinking of the description of Ghost Doctor Feng Jiu outside, he knew that the woman in front of him was Ghost Doctor Feng Jiu, the owner of Tiandan Tower.
"Mr. Gu has met the ghost doctor." He stepped forward and bowed, not looking down on the other party because she was a woman and not very old.
Fengjiu looked up at the person who came and said, "Please take a seat." She pointed to the table beside her, then put down what she was doing, picked up the medicine order beside her, and sat down at the table.
Du Fan had two cups of tea brought to him and then stood quietly by the side.
"I wonder what medicine you want?" She asked, playing with the medicine order in her hand. She didn't ask about its origin or anything else, she just asked what medicine he wanted.
He spoke respectfully and sincerely, "Ghost Doctor, today I am here to ask for medicine for my son. He came back from outside a few months ago with injuries on his body. He didn't tell us, and we didn't pay much attention to it. But later, all the other injuries healed, but there was a burn-like wound that never healed. No matter what medicine I used, it kept festering, and it's getting worse now. Therefore, I would like to ask for a medicine that can heal my son's wound. I hope Ghost Doctor can give me the medicine."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu pondered for a moment: "Festering after burns? For injuries like this, the usual flesh-growing and blood-activating ointment will be effective. If it doesn't work, then it's not a simple burn."
She glanced at the upright middle-aged man in front of her and asked slowly, "Is your son coming with you on this trip?"
"Yes, but because his wound was festering and smelling, I let him live in a courtyard first, and he didn't come to Tiandan Tower with me."