He lowered his eyes to hide the strange color in his eyes. He became a doctor after a long illness. Because his legs could not move, he also liked to study medicine. The young man in front of him looked younger than him, but he could feel something unusual when he felt his pulse.
He just felt that as the young man's slender white fingers were placed on his pulse, a stream of spiritual energy flowed through his veins throughout his body. However, in just an instant, the energy was taken back.
"I need to see your legs." She said, looking at the man in the wheelchair.
Zhuo Junyang was startled and instinctively looked at his brother. After seeing his brother nod, he put away the book and Qiankun bag in his other hand, then bent down and rolled up his trouser legs to his knees.
Fengjiu squatted in front of him and was surprised to see that his legs were not shrunken, but just pale, as if they had no blood. She reached out and felt that the tendons in his legs were almost weak.
"How is it? Can it be cured?" the old man next to him couldn't help but ask.
"It can be cured, but it's a bit troublesome."
As she spoke, she stood up and looked at Zhuo Junyue: "Although the tendons in your brother's legs are not broken, they are almost broken. It is an extremely rare soft muscle disease. People with this disease usually have tendons all over the body as if they are nothing. This is the first time I have seen a localized disease. However, compared to suffering from soft muscle disease all over the body, your luck is already good."
Zhuo Junyang was stunned for a moment, not quite reacting. This was the first time in so many years that someone said he was lucky, and it sounded quite fresh. Besides, could his leg be cured
To be honest, maybe it was because he had seen too many doctors and experienced disappointment time and time again, and at this moment, these words of hope no longer aroused the slightest hope in his ears.
Suddenly, he heard his eldest brother's firm voice and looked up.
"If she says she can cure it, then she can definitely cure it." Zhuo Junyue looked at his brother and said again: "Her medical skills are very powerful."
Zhuo Junyang was slightly startled. After hearing these words, he could not help but shift his gaze to the young man in blue. He saw that the young man in blue was looking at his elder brother with a slightly raised eyebrow, and his expression was also full of surprise, as if he did not expect his elder brother to say such affirmative words.
"Well, that's right. Since she said it can be cured, then it must be cured. I don't know about others, but since she dared to say so, there must be a way." Hun Yuanzi stroked his beard and said, glancing at Feng Jiu beside him and asked: "What do you mean by trouble? Are you short of medicine?"
Seeing that both of them were so confident in her medical skills, Fengjiu couldn't help but smile and looked at the old man: "Yes, there are a few important and difficult-to-find herbs to treat his leg."
"What medicine? I'll go find it." Zhuo Junyue said.
Feng Jiu glanced at him and said slowly, "Five hundred year old Nine-section Sky Lantern Grass and Thousand-leaf Scale Flower, as well as Blood Deer Tendon."
Hearing this thing he had never heard of before, Zhuo Junyue frowned and secretly made a note: "I will go find it."
Zhuo Junyang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at Feng Jiu deeply after hearing about the three herbs: "Any one of these three herbs is priceless, and it is extremely difficult to find them, and they may not be available even at auctions."