New Year's Eve is approaching, and not many people are seeing doctors.

Lin Chengming was quite surprised when he saw the bright look in Zhang Ji's eyes and the great change in his whole temperament.

"Mr. Lin!" Zhang Jigong bowed respectfully.

"Zhang Ji, are you okay?" Lin Chengming diagnosed Zhang Ji and found that there were no problems with his ears, tongue, heart or kidneys. However, he had become deaf-mute inexplicably, which puzzled him.

"Yes, thank you so much sir for these years!" Zhang Ji said with a smile.

"Go back quickly, tell your grandma, and make her happy too." Lin Chengming said happily.

"Okay." Zhang Ji also wanted to find a reason to prevent grandma from worrying about Zhou Jun.

At this time, a young man came in supporting an old man in Tang suit.

But behind the old man, there was actually a gray spirit body with a ferocious face. Zhang Ji was startled, and a piece of information appeared in his mind.

"The ninth-grade Qi-eating spirit absorbs the essence of others until the essence of the attached person is exhausted and then looks for the next host."

"Those who live in a spacious place and have no one around them all year round are the most favored by air-eating spirits."

Zhang Ji is no stranger to the old man. His family is wealthy and his children and grandchildren are not around all the year round. His name is Rong Gui.

Because the old man had difficulty moving, he even went to deliver medicine himself.

"Mr. Lin, I'm here to trouble you again." Rong Gui walked tremblingly, and the young man beside him helped him sit down slowly.

"Rong Lao." Lin Chengming nodded and smiled. Seeing that his complexion was getting worse, he knew that Rong Lao's end might be approaching.

"Grandpa, I've already told you that this man is a quack doctor who only lives up to his name. I'll ask a famous doctor from Jingzhou to treat you later." The young man looked sulky and looked at Lin Chengming, quite as if he wanted to call an army to accuse him.

Zhang Ji's face suddenly darkened.

Lin Chengming didn't say anything, but took Rong Gui's pulse and sincerely apologized: "I'm ashamed. I have tried my best to treat Rong Gui, but he still doesn't get better."

"You bastard, what are you talking about?"

"Your grandfather and I are ninety-four this year. It's not like monsters can live forever. The laws of nature are birth, old age, sickness and death."

"If Mr. Lin hadn't been helping me take care of my body over the years, and I feel much better every time I drink it, how could I be where I am today?" Rong Gui angrily yelled.

"Rong Gui, it's true that my abilities are limited." Lin Chengming made no excuses. He did try to use a lot of nourishing medicinal materials to enhance the vitality in Rong Gui's body.

There were no physical diseases in Rong Lao's body, there were only traces of natural decay, and he slowly and gradually declined every time he came.

"Grandpa, he admitted it. Let's go. Don't be stubborn." The young man was respectful on the surface, but after being scolded a few times, he felt unhappy in his heart: "If it weren't for inheriting more inheritance, I really thought I would come to see you.

His face?"

"The True Martial Arts in the Mist Realm costs too much money. If you step into the True Martial Arts in the Dew Realm, the gap will be even greater. There are so many precious medicinal materials to boost your energy. Can you feel uncomfortable?"

"If you continue to live, I don't know how much money you will cost me!"

Zhang Ji felt his scalp numb and couldn't believe that this was the truest voice from his grandson's heart.

He knew that this was someone else's housework, at least it was not convenient to talk about it in front of the young man.

"Mr. Rong, how about I give you a few injections to make you feel better?" Zhang Ji asked with a smile.

"Okay." Rong Gui said cheerfully. He suddenly remembered something and said with a surprised expression: "Xiao Zhang, can you speak? Can you hear me?"

"Yes, my husband has been cured." Zhang Ji said quickly.

Lin Chengming frowned slightly and felt unhappy. He knew that Zhang Ji wanted to win some face for him.

If it is not cured by oneself, it is not cured by oneself.

Under the current circumstances, it was not easy for him to dismantle Zhang Ji, so he could only wait to teach him a lesson in private.

"Come on, Mr. Lin, give me some injections quickly." Hearing this, Rong Gui became more confident.

"Please come inside." Zhang Ji approached Rong Gui and was about to help him.

"I'll do it." The young man looked unhappy. He felt that the old man couldn't live for a few days, and he was just struggling to death. If Lin could really do it, he would have been cured long ago.

"Sorry, our secret acupuncture technique makes it inconvenient for non-patients to be present," Zhang Jihe Yan Yue said.

"Xuesi, just wait for me here." Rong Gui's words were quite majestic.

Even if the young man is unwilling, he can only agree. After all, the old man holds the power over the inheritance and there are many uncles and brothers in the family.

Zhang Ji supported Rong Gui, and as expected, the ninth-grade food-breeding spirit instinctively moved away when he was approaching.

Lin Chengming walked in the front. He knew that in this situation, he could only do his best and obey fate. Doctors are not gods. He just wanted to have a clear conscience.

Independent clinic room.

Zhang Ji helped Rong Gui sit on an imperial chair and suddenly raised his hand to grab the ninth-grade food spirit beside him.

"ah……"

There were screams that only he could hear.

As that person said, the soul jade is integrated with itself and has innate restraint on the soul.

The ninth-grade food-qi spirit was unable to break free and resist.

As Zhang Ji walked out of the room, the air-eating spirit attached to Rong Gui's body was also uprooted.

Lin Chengming was a little confused. What did Zhang Jina's gesture of raising his hands and clenching his fists mean? But he still focused on giving Rong Gui acupuncture.

The breath-taking spirit, whose throat was strangled by fate, was drawn into Zhang Ji's body bit by bit.

Zhang Ji clearly felt the entire process of detention. His hands felt cold and stinging. When the Qi-eating spirit was completely devoured, he felt a little tired and a lot of his energy was consumed.

The tiny speck of dust that I had condensed also dissipated, but there was a refreshing feeling that swept away the haze in my mind.

Could it be that when you imprison these spiritual creatures, your spirit will also be tempered?

Half an hour later.

Ronggui felt refreshed and did not need help. He walked out of the consultation room and looked much better.

"Mr. Lin, you are really amazing. After the acupuncture, I feel that my overall condition is very good." Rong Gui was extremely happy. For him, even for a moment, it was good: "Please give me another prescription.

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"Okay." Lin Chengming was also confused. Today, acupuncture gave him a miraculous effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. What was going on? He looked at Zhang Ji suspiciously.

"Mr. Rong, after you go back, choose a small house facing the sun, no more than ten square meters, and sleep in it."

"Hire a strong young man to accompany you around." Zhang Ji said from the side.

"A strong young man, can a girl do it?" Rong Gui asked with a smile.

"It's okay..." The corner of Zhang Ji's mouth twitched a few times, the man was still a young man until he died.

Lin Chengming glared at him fiercely.

Rong Xuesi was a little shocked when he saw that his grandfather didn't need anyone to support him and looked refreshed. There was really something in this Chengmingtang.

His heart was extremely gloomy: "I don't know how long I can hold on even though I'm hanging in one breath!"

He is a Zhenwu in the Mist Realm, and he can see that his grandfather's complexion has indeed changed, but this is amazing.

Lin Chengming prescribed a prescription, Zhang Ji grabbed the medicine for him and asked Rong Gui to take it back.

After watching his grandfather and grandson leave, Lin Chengming took advantage of no one to close the main hall door and said to Zhang Jida: "Honestly, what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything?" Zhang Ji pretended to be dumbfounded.

"I'm not confused. Rong Gui is an old patient of mine. His physical condition is deteriorating. Even when I took his pulse just now, he was in poor condition."

"I know in my heart the effect of acupuncture. Have you become a Xuanshi?" Lin Chengming looked at Zhang Ji. He felt that everything happened so suddenly, and this was the only possibility.

"..." Zhang Ji paused, then nodded and said, "Well, I unknowingly stepped into the world of mortals."

Lin Chengming was happy and angry, and said: "Don't talk nonsense in the future, let alone say that I didn't cure your deafness."

"Even if it is, everyone's situation is different."

"Mr. Ronggui's character will inevitably be publicized everywhere. Doing this will only increase my troubles."

"Others come to my door and I can't cure them. This is deception!"

"I understand, sir." Zhang Ji obeyed the instructions and felt quite happy, not aggrieved.

"Then I want to ask you, what's going on with Rong Gui?" Lin Chengming asked seriously.

"He is possessed by the air-eating spirit. Since his children and grandchildren are not around all year round, and there are no young people with strong qi and blood around him, he is easily targeted by the air-eating spirit."

"Especially, I have been in the old man's bedroom. It is bigger than my living room. If it is not popular, it will be easier for Qi Shi Ling to sneak in." Zhang Ji did not hide anything.

"This is also the reason why there is no improvement after you prescribed him a prescription."

Zhang Ji's explanation made Lin Chengming suddenly feel at ease.

"From today on, you cannot reveal your abilities to others."

"Each Xuanshi masters different abilities. Once you are exposed, you will be easily targeted, you know?" Lin Chengming only felt that the ability Zhang Ji mastered was to see and subdue spirit bodies.

"I know." Zhang Ji nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, you should leave early today and go back to see Dean Li. She will be very happy to know that you have recovered. By the way, you can also see the reason why her body is getting weaker." Lin Chengming reminded Zhang.

Can't wait to leave.
Chapter completed!