At this moment, Wu Yu led a person in, his expression extremely respectful. The man had a childlike appearance and was very energetic. He looked like he was eighty or ninety years old, with a huge medicine box slung around his waist. He walked up and down, and he was quite immortal.
Wu Ling immediately pretended to close his eyes with interest, pretending to be half-dead. The old man never said a word, walked to the bed and sat down, squinted his eyes and stretched out a hand to put a hand on Wuling's pulse, staying silent for a long time.
Wu Yu bowed and waited carefully. He didn't dare to make a sound. Seeing that man opened his eyes, he asked nervously, "Doctor Zhang, how is my son's body?"
Yu-Doctor Zhang glanced at Wu Yu, then looked at Wu Ling, his face uncertain. Sudden's whole person seemed to collapse, tears bursting out like a gust of wind and rain, crying bitterly: "My lord, the son is injured. The injury is too serious, I'm afraid, I'm afraid."
Next to Wu Yu Xie Yuyan, the two were anxious when they heard the words. Wu Yu rushed over, grabbed Yu Doctor Zhang’s withered hands, and eagerly asked: "Doctor Zhang, I’m afraid, what are you afraid of? You didn’t say last night that my son’s injuries are not fatal. Can you heal after a few days of recuperation?"
Yu-Doctor Zhang sat down on the head of the bed dejectedly, a miraculous blush appeared on an old face, and said pitifully, "Last night, the old man was caught by you before he woke up, and he didn't see clearly. I just checked and found that the noble son is weak in blood and blood, the meridians are blocked, and the Yintang is black. I am afraid that even if the medical immortal Zhang Yu is alive, he will not be able to recover. Alas, what a pity."
Wu Yu listened more and more angry, and listened more and more anxiously, ignoring that this old doctor was a master who even the current Emperor Tan Yan had to give three points of courtesy, and finally grabbed Zhang Yu doctor by the collar and abruptly lifted him. Going into the air, he shouted fiercely: "You quack doctor, pay my son's life!" He was punching and kicking, and there was no way between his fists and feet, and he had been messed up by the bad news just now.
Wu Ling lay on the bed, the more he listened, the stranger he became. Later, he really wanted to jump up and kick the deceiving liar to the sky, but he couldn't make a sound, and his heart was very tangled.
"Weak qi and blood? I just drank white fungus porridge and bird's nest porridge, my little master. I have drunk all the great tonic things in this world, how can I be weak with qi and blood! I think it's the old man, you yourself are weak with qi and blood!" The meridians are blocked? My meridians are unblocked. My meridians are smoother than before I was injured! The Yintang is black, you are the old immortal, the Yintang is black, your whole family is black! I was in a good mood, and it was all because of you. The liar disturbed the interest, so bad luck! Father, Yu Yan, I'm fine, I'm fine."
Thinking like this, Wu Ling twisted his head silently, squinted his eyes and looked out from the slit, only to see Wu Yu and Xie Yuyan exerting all their strength, punching and kicking. Xie Yuyan looked very excited, grabbed a few sparse beards of Yu Doc Zhang, and violently pulled it off, while crying and cursing: "You quack, quack, quack!"
The imperial doctor has been in the palace compound all the year round. How could he have seen such a battle? He hugged his head tightly with two arms like dry wood, cowered and curled up on the bedside, screaming in pain.
"Oh, oops, it hurts me to death. Don't fight the two of you. The old man has old arms and legs, but he can't stand your toss."
"Oh, my beard, I've had a beard for thirty years, a beard I'm proud of! Girl, you are so young, why are you so cruel? Didn't Wu Yu teach you to respect the old man? The world is going downhill, and the personnel are in depression!"
If Wu Yu didn't listen, he immediately slammed a punch, and skewed Yu Doctor Zhang's body, and slapped him on the ground three times in a row.
Yu-Doctor Zhang took advantage of the situation and hid from a distance, his face was blue and purple, and Yu Yan had to come over, hurriedly grinned and said, "Actually, the noble son is still saved!"
Wu Yu stepped over, as if he hadn't heard what Yuyi Zhang had just said, staring red eyes, and asked angrily: "What did you say? You liar!"
However, Xie Yuyan could hear clearly, and Li Hua's rainy face immediately burst into joy, hurriedly walked a few steps, and asked anxiously: "Really? Is my brother really saved?" Xie Yuyan said eagerly, totally. I forgot the remarks I just called quack doctors.
Yu-Doctor Zhang rolled his eyes like a rascal, holding his swollen right cheek with his right hand. He didn't know where he came from, and said triumphantly: "Hey, the old man is known as the first genius doctor of the Principality. Even the emperor has to be respectful when he sees the old man. What kind of injury is this stinky boy, and the old man with more serious injuries can be healed. It's just that."
"It's just what? You want money? My martial arts family has money, and you want an official. I will tell your majesty tomorrow and let you be a high official!" Wu Yu felt confused, seeing things turn for the better, said immediately.
Yu-Doctor Zhang raised his eyes, his pitch-black eyeballs tumbled around, a wheelie got up from the ground, his right hand subconsciously wiped his chin, only to find that all his beards had been pulled out. He immediately stared at Yu Yan fiercely, and said loudly and inexplicably with his hands behind his back: "Hey, there is a way, but you two have to apologize to the old man first, otherwise everything will be avoided!"
The two Wu Yu just wanted to apologize, but they remembered that the previous act of the imperial doctor was too weird, and they didn't know if it was true or not. If it's true, it's fine. If it's false, then Wu Ling's life will be in vain. This is something the Wu Family doesn't want to endure anyway. Moreover, Yu-Doctor Zhang acted strangely, saying that he did not wake up when he was practicing medicine last night, which caused the delay of the best treatment opportunity. How could Wu Yu bow his head to this kind of quack doctor!
Wu Yu, Xie Yuyan and his daughter looked at each other, grabbed Zhang Yuyi's two arms with lightning speed, lifted his body into the air, and wanted to punch him!
Yu-Doctor Zhang was like a chicken caught by an eagle. His two-legged gown fluttered endlessly. Seeing that the situation was not good, he shouted: "It's not fun, it's not fun, I'm unlucky. Even if I'm unlucky, I really served your profiteer! Can't you satisfy the vanity of this genius doctor?"
Yu Doctor Zhang didn't expect Wu Yu to let go of their hands at the same time, and fell to the ground with a snap. He stood up swayingly, twisted his waist pretendingly, and sighed: This stinky boy is not hopeless, but if you want to save him, you must use my exclusive secret recipe. As soon as the secret recipe is used, I promise that this kid will be alive and well, stronger than before he was injured. In martial arts, you might be able to break through the shackles of more than ten years and become a real master! "