"Big brother, why haven't my brother woken up yet?" Mu Yue couldn't help but ask worriedly at Mu Ge who was still unconscious.

"He is fine, but because of his excessive physical energy consumption, he may not wake up tomorrow." Chen Qingyang said.

With the overdrawn physical strength of Mu Ge before, ordinary people have to sleep for at least three days and three nights before they can wake up. However, now he has the healing power of the elixir on his body, and I believe he will wake up in one day.

"And he will not vomit blood and cough again in the future." Chen Qingyang continued.

With that healing pill and Chen Qingyang's internal strength with healing ability, Mu Ge not only saved his life, but also cured the serious internal injuries in his body in disguise. It may not take long before his strength could be recovered.

"Really? That's great. Big brother, are you a god? Mu Yue is really happy."

As he said that, Mu Yue jumped up on the spot.

But the next moment, Chen Qingyang suddenly realized something was wrong with Mu Yue. Her body fell weakly in the air and had lost consciousness.

Chen Qingyang had quick eyes and quick hands. He hugged Mu Yue, who was light and noticed that her face was extremely pale. Chen Qingyang subconsciously reached out to check her pulse.

Mu Yue's pulse is weak and weak, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and is irregular. Although Chen Qingyang is not a famous doctor, he also knows that Mu Yue's pulse is not optimistic.

"Empress, please wait and ask someone to carry him to the guest room. You can also take a good rest. I will take the girl to see the doctor first." Chen Qingyang said in a deep voice, his face not very good.

"She is sick too?" Nangong Liang crawled up and asked in confusion.

"Well, the situation doesn't seem optimistic."

After saying that, Chen Qingyang picked up Mu Yue, ran out quickly, and went directly to find the old Chinese doctor Chen Bailang had invited for a lot of money.

Chen Qingyang originally wanted Mu Yue to take a healing pill, but in the end he held it back because he didn't know what disease Mu Yue had. Taking this pill with extremely strong medicinal power would probably backfire.

Not long after, Chen Qingyang came to a small courtyard west, which was a villa specially built by the Chen family for this old Chinese doctor. The old Chinese doctor had a strange temper and did not usually contact outsiders. Except for Zhao Lan's physical discomfort, no one could ask him for treatment.

"Doctor Hua, I am a junior Chen Qingyang who wants to see you if you have something to do." Chen Qingyang shouted outside the gate of the other courtyard.

The old Chinese doctor is named Hua Yuantong. It is rumored to be a descendant of the Chinese miracle doctor Hua Tuo. Although his reputation is not as loud as that of the miracle doctor Mu Jiujing, his medical skills are also unparalleled. Chen Bailang spent a lot of effort to invite him back then.

Chen Qingyang knew that this miraculous doctor Hua had a strange temper, so he did not force him into it, otherwise he would be dissatisfied, and even if Chen Bailang came in person, he would not be able to invite him.

"Come in!"

After a long time, an old voice came from the courtyard.

Chen Qingyang was happy and hurriedly walked into the antique attic in the other courtyard with Mu Yue in his arms.

A black-haired old man in a robe was sitting aside and studying an ancient medical technique. Even if Chen Qingyang came in, he did not raise his head.

"Doctor Hua, please help me save this little girl." Chen Qingyang said sincerely.

"No medical treatment." Hua Yuantong still did not look up and refused coldly.

Chen Qingyang seemed to have expected this answer, and was not in a hurry, saying, "I heard that the miracle doctor has a rule that life is exchanged for life. If you want you to save one person, you have to kill one person, right?"

As soon as Chen Qingyang finished speaking, Hua Yuantong finally raised his head and showed a pale face without any blood, as if he was dying frequently. His narrow eyes were filled with a cold and dead air that made Chen Qingyang creepy.

This is not the first time Chen Qingyang has seen Hua Yuantong, but now he is still a little uncomfortable when facing him, and he feels like a towering hair on his body.

Hua Yuantong stared at Chen Qingyang for a while, and suddenly a look of astonishment appeared on his pale face.

"come over!"

Hua Yuantong's voice was old and evil, which made Chen Qingyang unable to refuse, so he had to walk over quickly.

"Stretch your hand out."

Chen Qingyang did as he did again, and he seemed to have guessed what Hua Yuantong wanted to do.

A red streak suddenly shot out from Hua Yuantong's sleeve and tied directly to Chen Qingyang's wrist.

The two slender fingers were gently flicked, and the red line made a slight trembling sound. This method of taking pulses from a distance is far beyond the point of comparison among other doctors.

The next moment, the expression on Hua Yuantong's face became even more shocked.

"Who cured your meridians?" A trace of disbelief flashed through Hua Yuantong's deadly eyes.

A year ago, at the request of Chen Bailang, Hua Yuantong took the pulse for the seriously injured Chen Qingyang, and left, saying "The medical treatment is not good."

Unexpectedly, a year later, Chen Qingyang's broken meridians not only recovered, but also became stronger and tougher, which made Hua Yuantong feel incredible.

"A monk who has attained enlightenment used his lifelong skills to repair my meridians when he was dying." Chen Qingyang said truthfully.

Hua Yuantong was slightly surprised and said, "I guess he is an extremely high monk at the age of time to repair your broken meridians."

Chen Qingyang nodded. Master Xuanku's strength, even if his strength disintegrated before his death, would shake Huang Fengming, who had taken full advantage. His strength was indeed the best in the world.

"Miscellaneous Doctor, can you help me save her?" Chen Qingyang asked.

Hua Yuantong's face regained a cold expression and said, "No medical treatment!"

Chen Qingyang frowned slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "I can help you kill someone."

"You can't kill the person I want to kill." Hua Yuantong waved his hand and said.

"The miracle doctor might as well listen. Unless he is a congenital master, there is no one I can't kill." Chen Qingyang said confidently.

Hua Yuantong raised his head and said expressionlessly: "He is a congenital master."

Chen Qingyang was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Even if the opponent is a warrior at the peak of Ningjin, as long as Chen Qingyang's strength recovers, he will be absolutely sure to kill him.

But I didn't expect that the person Hua Yuantong was going to kill was really a congenital master. Even if he recovered his peak strength, he would have to be killed in the face of the congenital master.

Unless he can also enter the innate realm.

However, no matter how arrogant Chen Qingyang was, he would not dare to guarantee that he would be able to enter this realm in the future.

"My doctor, is there no other way?" Chen Qingyang asked unwillingly.

"No one can break my rules, even your father can't do it." Hua Yuantong said coldly.

Chen Qingyang gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Can you limit a time? As long as I kill that person within this time, even if you complete your conditions, what about?"

At this time, Mu Yue's breath in Chen Qingyang's arms was very weak. If Hua Yuantong had no medical treatment, she might not be able to survive today.

"Give me a reason, why do you want to talk to me about this condition?" Hua Yuantong said coldly.

Chen Qingyang suddenly burst out with a powerful aura and said proudly: "I practiced the heavenly martial arts "Yijing Jin". Are these two reasons enough for me to have the talented mysterious veins?"
Chapter completed!