Martial Inverse

Chapter 122 Healing

It was when he reached the door of the Accord auction house that Feng Hao stopped again.

It seems, no money ah?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he realized that he was completely poor and white now.

A high-level Xuan-level pharmacist, even better than a prefectural-level pharmacist, is actually short of money. If you say this, who will believe it?

Just when he was about to turn back, Feng Hao was a group of people who rushed out of the auction house. All of them were flustered, as if something serious had happened.

"Get out of the way!"

Six strong men carefully carried a green-haired old man with a face like white paper, and a dozen strong men in front and back responded, and with a few young middle-aged men, they cleared a path and headed towards the pharmacist guild in the capital. Running quickly in the direction.

"what?"

Inadvertently, Feng Hao glanced at the old man's face, and when he glanced at his palm tightly holding his heart, he raised his brows, "That person seems to have 'coronary heart disease' recorded in the Divine Pesticide Canon? "

Getting sick has nothing to do with your strength. Even if you are Wu Zong, Wu Zun, or even a higher-level powerhouse, you will get sick. When you get sick, it doesn’t mean that you can resist with high strength. Treatment is bound to be a dead end!

Therefore, on the Tianwu Continent, the identity of the pharmacist is extremely noble, and even the strong standing at the peak will give three points to those high-level pharmacists.

You have high strength and can say that you are not injured, but who can guarantee that you will not get sick?

Moreover, disease is different from trauma. Diseases must have relative medicinal properties in order to be treated. That is to say, if there is no record in each pharmacopoeia that it can cure a certain disease, it is bound to be impossible to treat.

Ordinary yellow-level pharmacists can only treat those common colds and colds. If they are a little more serious, then Xuan-level pharmacists are bound to take action.

Therefore, the quality of a Pharmacopoeia mainly depends on how many diseases it can treat, and the more Pharmacopoeia you need to condense the medicine pill, the more diseases you will be able to treat.

However, this kind of 'coronary heart disease' is not an ordinary disease. According to the records of the God Pesticide Code, this kind of disease is very likely to occur in the elderly, and if it is not treated in time, it is almost only a dead end.

Originally, Feng Hao wanted to go directly to the academy, but only took a few steps. After thinking about it, maybe the old man was from the Accord auction house.

Just turned around.

"What I owe, Feng Hao will pay it back!"

He sighed softly, shook his head, and walked towards the Medicine Master Guild.

And at this time, the pharmacist guild in the capital also made a mess because of the old man's condition.

"What's the noise?"

An old man with Hefa slowly walked down from the upstairs, looking at the chaotic scene, he scolded directly.

This old man was the president of the Royal Capital Pharmacist Guild, Kuang Yi, and one of the two Xuan-level middle-level pharmacists in Xilan Kingdom.

Seeing Kuang Yi coming down, the Ouyang family surrounded him.

"President Kuang, you have to save my father."

The person who spoke was a man with thick eyebrows, who was the head of Accord, Ouyang Qiong.

Seeing that it was Ouyang Qiong, Kuang Yi's expression softened slightly. After all, the Accord auction house donates a lot of elixir to the Apothecary Guild for free every year, and every time, as long as it is his own needs, the people of Accord will They are all trying their best to find it for themselves.

"let me see."

Kuang Yi frowned and walked towards the old man lying there. When everyone saw it, they all moved away.

This old man is Ouyang Qiong's father and also the head of Accord, Ouyang Yuan.

Looking at Ouyang Yuan's pale face and twitching corners of his mouth, he felt his pulse slightly while watching the position where his hands were clenched tightly, Kuang Yi's heart trembled and he let go.

"I can't cure this disease!"

He sighed lightly. Every year, the nobles in the capital died of this disease, and those in the capital went away. So far, he doesn't even know what the disease is. Every patient died in boundless pain.

However, this painful time will not be too long, usually within an hour, the heart will rupture and die.

In fact, everyone in the Ouyang family knew it, but it was just a fluke in their hearts. After hearing this, Ouyang Qiong stumbled and almost fell, with a look of despair on his face.

"President Kuang, you must save my father!"

He came to his senses and held Kuang Yi's arm tightly to plead for the way, tears glistening in his tiger eyes.

"Hey... this kind of disease, even if you go to the imperial capital, it may not be cured. It can be said that this is one of the rare terminal diseases in the world. Only those experts who travel around the world can be cured. rule."

Kuang Yi also explained helplessly.

A pharmacist can't cure a disease, and he doesn't feel very well.

"How could this be? How could this be...?"

Looking at the faintly twitching old man, Ouyang Qiong's heart also throbbed. His face had long since lost his usual shrewdness, and was replaced by panic and grief.

"Who can cure it? Who can cure my father's ice, I will pay millions of dollars!"

He let go of Kuang Yi's arm and looked at each pharmacist. However, dozens of pharmacists shook their heads and sighed. Kuang Yi couldn't do it. How could they cure it?

"I can cure it!"

A clear voice came from outside the Medicine Master Guild, causing everyone present to hear it.

I saw a handsome young man with a handsome face, bright eyes, sword eyebrows, and a dignified nose, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked in from the door.

"A student of Fengyue Academy?"

The school robe on Feng Hao betrayed his identity.

"This little brother, are you really okay?"

Ouyang Qiong also frowned.

Feng Hao looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, so the credibility of such a young boy is indeed not high.

"Don't you know if you try it?"

Feng Hao still had a relaxed smile on his face and said lightly.

"and many more."

When Feng Hao was about to treat him, Kuang Yi reached out and stopped him. He looked at Feng Hao suspiciously and asked, "Little brother, are you a pharmacist?"

"Well, of course it is."

Turning his hands, Feng Hao put the washed pharmacist's robe on his body, and suddenly, he was full of extravagance.

"Yellow-level high-level."

The three-striped road on Feng Hao's pharmacist's robe also raised some surprised voices.

"Yellow-level high-level, not bad."

Kuang Yi was also stunned for a moment, and then he asked again, "Can this disease be cured by a Huang-level pharmacist?"

"Hehe, Lord President, since you are all cured, why don't you let me try it?"

Hearing this, Feng Hao asked rhetorically with a smile on his face.

"President Kuang, let him try it."

Looking at the more powerful Ouyang Yuan who kept twitching, Ouyang Qiong couldn't help but speak out.

"All right."

Kuang Yi frowned, but let him go.