When Nanchen heard this, he also showed excitement.

Recently, he is about to steal Xiaoyu's ashes.

So the faster the body recovers, the better it will be for him.

If you can recover within a few days, that would be great.

So nodded repeatedly;

"Thousand-handed Doctor, if that's the case, that would be great.

Thank you in advance.”

Qianshou Yao smiled "hehe" and touched his goatee:

"As a doctor, it is my duty to cure diseases and save people.

Child, paper and pen.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a little boy standing behind the Thousand-Handed Divine Doctor said:

"It's the master!"

Then, take out paper and pen from the medicine box.

Thousand-handed medicine was in public, so he wrote a pair of medicine on the stone table.

Let Nanchen take the prescription and get the medicine and decoct the medicine.

Nanchen took the prescription and said thank you:

"Thank you, the Qianshou Miracle Doctor, I don't know how much the medical fee?"

But Qianshou Yao waved his hand:

"I don't charge money, I just want to ask my friend for something."

"Things? The miracle doctor, but it's okay..."

Nanchen spoke directly.

After all, the other party treats his injury, so it’s not a fatal death if you want something.

Qianshou Yao smiled:

"My friend Nanchen, I want you a bowl of blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was stunned.

A bowl of blood?

What are the requirements for this?

Could it be that this old guy is a pervert, like a zombie, who likes to drink human blood?

Just when everyone looked at each other and was a little puzzled.

Qianshou Yao smiled "hehe" and looked like a fairy-like figure, and spoke again:

“Don’t misunderstand everyone.

I want blood, it's all for medical research.

Nanchen has extremely strong recovery ability.

Then this ability must be hidden in the blood.

I am recently studying a new medical technique.

Blood is required.

If you succeed, you will definitely benefit others.

So, I wonder if I can give out a bowl of blood after my friend Nanchen recovers from injury?"

Everyone was relieved when they heard this.

They all praised this Thousand-Handed Medicine.

It is worthy of being a kind doctor, and he always wants to cure diseases and save lives.

Although Nanchen doesn't understand.

In this era, there is no modern technology.

There are only a few dozen silver needles, how to do research?

But he agreed without hesitation.

After all, this world.

It exists itself, it is the chaotic dimension of demons and ghosts.

It cannot be judged by common sense at all.

Besides, his physique and his current cultivation level.

After the complete recovery, not much blood will be given to you.

In the past life, the amount of ordinary blood was less than once.

After hearing Nanchen's agreement, Qianshou Yao's eyes flashed and he looked extremely happy.

Then after a few greetings with everyone, he bowed and left with the two boys.

But no one noticed it.

After Qianshou Yao turned around.

This name is called a miracle doctor, and the thousands of medicines that can save the world and save people are used to help them.
Chapter completed!