Could it be that they have learned all the medical skills they have learned over the years to dogs?

The white-haired old man did not explain much. After all, he didn't believe it in the hall just now. It was not until Zhan Wuque judged the condition at one glance and issued tens of thousands of injections at once, and then he recognized the identity of the miracle doctor, which was shocking!

Seeing that no one asked a question, the old man took the initiative to speak.

He can't wait any longer.

The old man was about to get an answer for his life's confusion, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

One question after another that had bothered the old man for many years was raised, and Zhan Wuque answered calmly and smoothly.

"So that's the case, I finally understand."

After half a cup of tea.

"The human body is so mysterious. If there is no teacher to solve the problem, it will be difficult for a disciple to know for a lifetime."

The white-haired old man's eyes were filled with tears.

After half an incense stick.

"It turns out that poison and poison can become a life-saving drug, and use poison to fight poison, so that's it."

The old man sighed deeply, as if he had realized much.

Off the field, the imperial doctors could no longer sit still.

Some of the questions the old man mentioned are still difficult for them to understand, but in the war without any mistakes, it is so simple that everyone feels enlightened.

From the initial suspicion and disbelief to the gradually shocked, until the end, everyone couldn't sit still.

This is the miracle doctor who has descended to earth!

They stood up and surrounded Zhan Wuque. They each held a note in their hands, not daring to miss a word, and excerpted it all on the notebook, staring at Zhan Wuque with fiery eyes.

What Zhan Wuque said, to them, every sentence is truth, and every word is Xuan Ji, which contains the meaning of medical principles.

Some people were secretly annoyed. They had missed a lot of knowledge before, so they listened very seriously.

People ask questions from time to time, but Zhan Wuque always answers it well, and no matter how profound their questions are, Zhan Wuque can easily solve them.

Especially the always calm expression shocked the doctors.

How confident should I have to be able to do this?

It's really incredible.

One hour, two hours, and three hours later, there was no sound in the Imperial Hospital.

All the imperial doctors slowly closed their eyes, and countless medical knowledge flashed through their minds, allowing them to collide.

In these three short hours, all the medical confusions in their hearts were answered by Zhan Wuque.

At this point, my heart is clear.

The white-haired old man sighed to the sky, "I have no regrets even if I die."

Zuo Yun's eyes were filled with admiration, and his eyes looked at Zhan Wuque as if he was looking at a god.

"My doctor, please use tea. This is a spiritual tea brought by unfilial students from the Western Regions. It only produces nine pieces of tea every year, which is extremely precious."

A bald old man with a greasy face trotted over and poured a cup of tea for Zhan Wuque.

His expression shows respect and his words, with a sense of flattery and pleasing.

Zhan Wuque nodded slightly, picked up the tea and took a sip, and said lightly, "This tea is OK."

In fact, Zhan Wuque is a lie.

This tea is at most a third-level tea tree and is a third-level spiritual tea.

In his previous life, whenever he was a visit to the Holy Land Dynasty, the lowest level of ninth-grade spiritual tea was to entertain him. If a mortal drinks a sip, he will prolong his life. If a warrior under the Martial King takes a sip, he will realize that it is a rare thing in the world.

The tea in the cup tastes so average that it tastes so bad. It would be hard to say that.

After hearing this, the bald old man smiled, touched his big bald head, and said silly, "The miracle doctor, the youngest is called Zhang Dafu, a sixth-rank imperial doctor, who is specialized in the outer hospital."

The bald old man mistakenly thought that Lingcha had won Zhan Wuque's favor, so he quickly reported to his home.

Zhan Wuque's eyes showed a strange look when he heard this.

Zhang Dafu, a sixth-rank imperial physician, specializes in the external hospital.

Could this person be the imperial physician in the outer courtyard mentioned by Long Feihu?

Zhan Wuque slowly put down the teacup, Zhang Dafu retreated aside, stood respectfully.

At this point, the imperial doctors came to their senses and sighed one after another, worshiping Zhan Wuque.

According to historical records, in the 10002nd year of the Gods Continent, Zhan Wuque was a lecture at the Imperial Hospital of the Tianlong Empire. The whole hall was shocked and the doctors worshipped him.

Two days later.

The Long Family is a remote backyard.

Zhan Wuque breathed lightly and stopped slowly, "Okay, I will take action again in three days, and the cold poison can be eliminated."

When General Long, who was cross-legged on the ground heard this, suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth and spit out. A cold air spurted out and shot into the small pond in the yard. With the "crack" sound, the water in the pond formed ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A trace of fear appeared in Long Aotian's eyes. He stood up and turned to bow respectfully to Zhan Wuque. He took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it out. "A few days ago, he was delayed by important matters in the army. I hope the miracle doctor will not be surprised."

"In this bag are the one million yuan stone and the fourth-level demon fire."

Long Aotian presented the storage bag with both hands.

He had learned that Zhan Wuque had cured the country, and he had to refine the Skin-Growing Jade Bone Pill, which was comparable to the sixth grade pill.

With the identity of a miracle doctor plus a sixth-grade alchemist, and the terrifying strength of instantly killing the two-legged firebird, Long Aotian has already regarded Zhan Wuque as someone he needs to look up to.

What's more, the opposite side is so young.

If you can become your son-in-law?

Long Aotian thought of his youngest daughter.

Long Jiaojiao.

He was only sixteen this year and successfully broke through King Wu at the end of last year.

If you participate in the Tianlong ranking, you will have great hope of reaching the top three.

What is more famous for his martial arts strength is Long Jiaojiao's appearance.

All those who see it are shocked to be the gods.

With an extremely charming face and an extremely hot figure, she is known as one of the peerless beauties of Dragon Capital.

Another beauty is the little princess of Danta, Ling Feixue.

The two daughters, Long Jiaojiao, is hot-tempered, while Ling Feixue is a little cold and serious.

He is the goddess in the minds of countless warriors, with a great reputation and has been heard by warriors from all border countries. Even in Guiyi Pavilion, many geniuses also have the intention of admiration.

Long Jiaojiao, who is only sixteen years old, is King Wu, and his potential is limitless.

Although Ling Feixue is only half a step in the martial arts realm, and is weaker than Long Jiaojiao, she has another identity, a fourth-grade alchemist, and in general, it is not inferior to Long Jiaojiao.

The two women, one is cold and the other is hot, not only many warriors secretly covet them.

Long Aotian felt a little proud when he thought of his little daughter.

Although his little girl is far less powerful than a miracle doctor, she is outstanding among her peers, and with her peerless appearance, she can barely match her miracle doctor.

Thinking of this, Long Aotian's face and smiled even more. "Miscellaneous Doctor, I have set up a banquet. First, it is considered to compensate for the negligence I had in the past few days. Second, I would like to express my feelings and ask the miracle doctor to move forward."

Zhan Wuqi nodded and said, "It's okay, but you don't need to call me a miracle doctor outside. It's too ostentatious, and everything about me must be kept secret."

He is currently committed to improving his cultivation and does not want to cause trouble out of thin air.

"Okay, then I will dare to shout "Young Master Zhan."

Long Aotian laughed.

The two of them arrived at the banquet and the wine and food were ready.

"Come, go and call the lady."
Chapter completed!