The Medical Saint Sect was founded by Zhang Zhongjing, a medical saint at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and has been passed down for nearly two thousand years. In terms of foundation, even the four schools of Xuanmen and the twelve martial arts sects cannot be compared with it.

The two major families of the Medical Saint founded by Zhang Zhongjing, and the Medicine King Valley founded by Sun Simiao, the Medicine King. The two monopolize the entire China, with more than 80% of the pharmaceutical market.

As the saying goes, peers are enemies.

These two major medical families both regard themselves as the best in China. They have been competing since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and have basically not stopped for more than a thousand years.

Just as everyone was rushing to the top and was crowded at the door, four burly men with expressionless faces and glittering eyes were seen, in groups of two and one after another, forcibly stepped forward and drove a way forward.

Then, Qin Feng walked in front, leading a middle-aged man wearing a silk gown and looking at a fairy-like appearance.

This person is Zhang Tianxu who is sitting in the fifth chair in the Medical Saint Sect.

Behind him were four young men and women, handsome men and beautiful women, which were quite pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, they were all dressed in uniform, and the words "The Medical Saint Sect" were on their clothes, and they were probably his disciples of Zhang Tianxu.

After Qin Feng respectfully invited Zhang Tianxu to sit on the head seat, he bowed to everyone and said, "Everyone, please be quiet first. It is really a blessing for you to travel thousands of miles to visit my Qin family manor. In order to thank you for your kindness, we specially invited Zhang Tianshi from the Medical Saint Sect."

"If you have any difficult and complicated diseases, you can ask Master Zhang Tian to diagnose it. However, due to the limited time, there are only ten places available today!"

Before Qin Feng could finish his words, the scene boiled like boiling water.

This is the elders of the Medical Saint Sect. Only first-class families and officials from the border can invite them.

Now they are willing to lower their identities and take the initiative to treat the people below, which is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Zhang Tianshi, I was gushed by a wizard in the southwest not long ago. Please help me. I am willing to give you all my family as a reward!"

"Zhang Tianshi, my son had an IQ problem when he was born. Is there any good medicine for healing?"

"Shi Zhang Tian..."

Li Chen did not come forward to join in the fun, but drank it alone.

"Brother Li, Master Zhang Tian of the Medical Saint Sect rarely appears once. Why are you drinking alone here and not coming forward to see your true face?"

When Li Chen saw that the person coming was Lu Feng, he smiled at him indifferently and said, "I am free from illness and disaster, and he is not a girl like a poetic and picturesque one. What do I think of him?"

When Lu Feng saw that Li Chen mentioned a big figure like Zhang Tianshi of the Medical Saint Sect, he had no other people's awe, and he couldn't help but secretly amaze him.

"My junior sister said something before, I hope Brother Li will forgive me!"

Li Chenfeng smiled lightly and said, "What did she say? Why don't I remember?"

Lu Feng was stunned at first, and then he laughed heartily.

"Come on, Brother Li, I'll give you a cup!"

When Li Chen and Lu Feng were drinking and talking, Zhang Tianxu had already diagnosed ten patients, and the accuracy rate was 100%.

Of course, these ten patients were specially selected by him, and they were all easy to treat.

"Shi Zhang Tianshi, my mother is terminally ill. Can you save her? I am willing to give her the treasures heired from her family!"

At this moment, a man in his thirties squeezed into Zhang Tianxu like he was going crazy.

Zhang Tianxu glanced at the bronze mirror raised high in his hand. Seeing that there was nothing special, he shook his head and said, "The ten places have been diagnosed today. You can come back another day!"

When the man heard Zhang Tianxu ask him to come back another day, he shouted again: "My mother is very ill, and her life is at stake. I really can't afford to delay it. I hope Master Zhang Tian will help me!"

However, Zhang Tianxu turned a deaf ear and looked impatient.

If that bronze mirror is really a treasure, it would be better for him to rescue him.

But when he looked at the bronze mirror, it was only an ordinary antique worth more than 100,000 yuan.

An antique worth more than 100,000 yuan may be a treasure for ordinary people. But for a big man like him, it is a waste of food and a pity to throw it away, and he cannot raise any interest.

Besides, the reward is small. If the treatment fails, wouldn’t it be a sign of their Medical Saint Sect?

...

The onlooker pointed to the bronze ancient mirror in the man's hand and said, "I'm talking about brothers, let alone the rules of the Medical Saint Sect. If you ask Mr. Zhang to take action, just take out such a broken mirror and fool it, isn't it too sincere, right?"

"That's right, this thing is thrown everywhere in the antique market. It costs up to 500 yuan, and you can buy it!"

...

A crowd of people came out one after another, accusing the man of being unauthentic and insincere.

The man was a little anxious and red-eyed and defended: "My lords, the villain's name is Wang Chao. His ancestors were once an amazing monk. This is the treasure he passed by after he drove a crane west, and it was priceless. If the old mother hadn't been seriously ill, I wouldn't have..."

"Just like this shabby bronze mirror, the workmanship is so shoddy, it only costs a few dozen yuan to throw it on the street stall. You actually say that this is a priceless treasure. Do you think that we are blind?"

"You are really brave. You dare to come here to cheat. You don't even look at it. Everyone here is not a big shot, and who doesn't have golden eyes. If your mirror is really a treasure, how could we not recognize it?"

"Young Master Qin Feng, you should just swear to the guys like this, so as not to affect everyone's mood!"

Qin Feng, who had always been calm, was slightly unhappy at this moment and quickly bowed to everyone.

"Everyone, I'm really sorry. I'll let you deal with it after you've swept your elegance!"

After saying that, he winked at the two strong men on both sides and signaled them to step forward and bombard the "troublemaker" named Wang Dynasty.

Seeing that the last glimmer of hope of saving his mother was shattered, the already haggard face turned paler, and the eyes were filled with despair.

Seeing this scene, Li Chen couldn't help but frown.

He never expected that these big men who usually talk about "benevolence, righteousness and morality" would be so heartless.

He had no favoritism for the arrogant Zhang Tianshi.

"Mr. Wang, please wait!"

Just as Wang Chao looked desperate and was about to leave with his seriously ill old mother, a crisp sound suddenly sounded behind him.

He looked back and saw an eighteen-nine-year-old boy with a pretty face and little muscles on his body. He looked like a high school student, not a warrior.

Moreover, his clothes were not much better than himself, unlike the young masters of wealthy families.

"You little brother, are you calling me?"

Li Chen nodded gently and said, "I am not talented and understand the art of Qihuang. I don't know what my aunt is suffering from, can I let me see it?"

Wang Chao was stunned when he heard this. He originally wanted to refuse, but Li Chen was too young, and even the young ones were a bit distorted.

However, when he saw Li Chen's deep and bright eyes like stars in the sky, he nodded in a strange way.

Well, live horses are treated as dead horses, and maybe miracles will really happen. Although the possibility of miracles is slim.

"Little brother, my mother is on the bench in front and is taken care of by my wife. Please come with me!"

(End of this chapter)
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