Speaking of which, Shu Lanqiu is the one who cares most, because she is the mother of Bian Yong who is sick. """ Even Bian Xuren did not have the same condition as Shu Lanqiu's tight Bian Yong. As soon as he heard Yang Chen say that he was a doctor and sounded very confident, he was brought in immediately.
"Meet Elder Shu." Yang Chen did not directly answer Shu Lanqiu's question, but bowed and saluted, then stood up, and said in a loud voice, "Junior Yang Chen, the owner of Wanbaolou, usually talks to alchemy. A little bit of dabbling."
"Wanbaolou?" Shu Lanqiu looked at Yang Chen, and suddenly sneered: "Wanbaolou bullied the market in the South China Sea, and it has been wiped out by Fulong Cave. Why are you here?"
"Naturally, it's to seek justice for my shopkeeper and staff in Wanbao Building." Yang Chen faced Shu Lanqiu's sneer without fear, and directly stated his purpose.
"No matter which sect you are from, I advise you that the South China Sea is not a place where you can interfere. Where did you come from, or where you go honestly." Shu Lanqiu said lightly. Originally, she was disdainful to see a Jindan stage junior, but since it was a matter involving Bian Yong, she naturally had to be more concerned.
Just by looking at Shu Lanqiu's work for a while, you can know the name of Wanbaolou, and you can know how effective the South China Sea Alliance is in controlling this place. The Holy Church even knows the excuse that Wanbaolou was destroyed by Fulong Cave, which is evident.
"Is it because Wanbaolou is bullying the market, the elder knows it himself." Yang Chen didn't talk back, just said one sentence. If the elders of the South China Sea Alliance can't see anything tricky about this kind of tricky ripping off under the guise, it's really too low-level.
"It's no wonder that the strong dragon doesn't suppress the snakes on the ground." Shu Lanqiu smiled and said nothing. What everyone tacitly understands is meaningless if it is broken. These are all chores. Shu Lanqiu is concerned about whether Yang Chen can really heal Bian Yong, so he immediately changed the subject: "Sir said that he is proficient in the art of Qihuang, but is it true?"
"Don't dare, let me know a little bit." Yang Chen humbly expressed it once again. He knew that Shu Lanqiu would definitely take the initiative to mention this matter.
"I have never heard of a patient in the South China Sea Alliance, but how did you know about it, sir?" Shu Lanqiu listened to Yang Chen's words, but her face slowly changed, and she spoke more. The tit-for-tat is sharp, but also a little more suspicious.
Bian Yong was seriously ill because of an injury. After the injury was healed, the root of the disease fell. No matter what kind of elixir he used, it was useless. Only a few high-level officials of the South China Sea Alliance knew about it, and they kept it secret, but Yang Chen was able to know, which was naturally very suspicious. (Church)
"The younger generation is slightly similar to the technique of Qihuang. By chance a few years ago, I once saw the leader of the Bian alliance from a distance." Yang Chen's words, with a hint of fear, said: "At that time, Bian The face of the leader doesn't seem to be very good."
"So what?" Shu Lanqiu's face became more and more gloomy. What does it have to do with seeing her husband a few years ago and discovering a patient? Could it be that you are sick if you look bad
"At that time, it seemed that the leader of the Bian alliance seemed to have some ailments." Yang Chen, regardless of how gloomy Shu Lanqiu's face was, said to himself, "I wasn't sure at first, but after seeing the elders, it became more and more serious. sure."
A few years ago, when I saw the face of the leader of the alliance, I suspected that he was sick. Now that I saw the wife of the leader of the alliance, I became more and more sure that the leader of the alliance was sick, and it was said in front of the wife of the leader of the alliance, Shu Lanqiu. Qiu was furious.
"Dare you ask that Mr. is here to provoke me in the South China Sea Alliance?" Shu Lanqiu was furious, slammed the table at the time and stood up.
"Junior's eyes can't be wrong." Yang Chen sat on the side unmoved. Although Shu Lanqiu looked angry, he was still called Mr., which already explained a lot of problems. This little trick has not yet been placed in Yang Chen's eyes.
"Could it be that Mr. Fei really thinks that both the husband and the old man are sick?" Seeing Yang Chen's confident appearance, Shu Lanqiu believed a little. Could it be that Bian Yong's sickness infected himself and her husband, so Yang Chen noticed it
"Bian Alliance Leader and Elder, you are still a trivial matter. I am afraid that the person who is really sick is not a day or two." Yang Chen slowly shook his head and said these words.
As soon as these words came out, Shu Lanqiu felt a little more hopeful. Bian Yong has been lingering on the sickbed for over a hundred years. Shu Lanqiu and his wife have tried their best to no avail. They can only maintain their vigor by relying on the help of a few righteous brothers to save their spiritual power every day. Yang Chen could tell that there was a patient just by looking at himself and Bian Xuren at a glance. This kind of eyesight was really surprising, maybe he could really cure Bian Yong's pain.
"To be honest, there is indeed a patient." Of course Shu Lanqiu would not let go of the life-saving straw easily. Since Yang Chen saw it, she immediately got off the donkey and admitted that there was a patient.
"It must be someone close to you, the Bian Alliance Leader and the Elder." Yang Chen didn't have the joy of guessing right, so he said lightly.
"Sir, the person who is seriously ill is the dog." At this moment, Shu Lanqiu has no need to hide any more and quickly admits it, but immediately asks: "Sir, the dog has always been weak and has no appetite. , lethargy, but what kind of disease?"
"I haven't seen a patient before, so the younger generation can't believe it." Yang Chen didn't answer, he just replied lightly.
Shu Lanqiu also secretly scolded herself that if she cared, she would be confused. If it is an ordinary disease, a disease that can be diagnosed and treated by someone else's words, how can it be delayed for hundreds of years and still not cured, but it is a little anxious to ask.
"It's strange that the old man is abrupt." Shu Lanqiu stood up and made a gesture of invitation towards Yang Chen with some respect.
Soon, the two entered the room where Bian Yong cultivated. In the room, in addition to Bian Yong, who was lingering on the sick bed, there was also a big man with eyes like electricity, staring at Yang Chen for a while. If Shu Lanqiu hadn't brought Yang Chen in, maybe the big man would have started immediately.
"Also ask Mr. to start the diagnosis and treatment." Shu Lanqiu invited Yang Chen again.
Yang Chen sat in front of the sickbed, then looked at the patient's eyes, checked the tongue coating, checked the pulse on both wrists, and even performed some palpation on the patient before frowning.
"How?" Shu Lanqiu asked nervously. As a mother, she was more anxious about Bian Yong's situation than anyone else.
"This is not a disease." Yang Chen said firmly: "This is a rare poison."