Chapter 861 Cat Misunderstood

The first person in Yaoxian Valley to notice the medicine used by Lu Cai was not Wang Changcao.

It was his senior brother Mo Jingchun.

He is known as "Xuan Hu". Apart from the genius doctor Zhang Wenjing, no one can match him in treating external injuries in the world. Because of this, his status in the martial arts world is extremely high.

It's a pity that he was obsessed with medicinal herbs and medicine to the point of paranoia in his early years, and he was only concerned with the title of Medical Saint, which disturbed his state of mind and caused him to fail in the first level of mental demons. Fortunately, he was in Medicine Valley and was rescued by the former Medical Saint. Although he saved his life, his strength was only at the eighth level, and there was no way he could reach the end of his level.

But this man seemed to see through everything. He hung the medicine pot on his waist, did not pursue fame, and walked around the world with a bamboo pole in his hand, earning the name "Xuanhu".

Wang Changcao did not come to Jizhou alone this time. In addition to some disciples from Yaoxian Valley who wanted to join the army to help the border troops repel the people from Mobei, Mo Jingchun was also among them.

However, Mo Jingchun felt that it was a waste of time to wait in vain in Jizhou City, so he walked around Yan area.

Instead of waiting in vain, it is better to walk around and see if you can help people cure their illnesses.

So Mo Jingchun, accompanied by his disciples, has been traveling in Jizhou, Yanzhou and other places these days.

The other disciples of Yaoxian Valley had already joined the army.

A few days ago, Wang Changcao contacted his senior brothers through the means of Yaoxian Valley and asked them to return to Jizhou.

Firstly, Wang Changcao wanted his senior brother to help check the external injuries of the Xiuqi Sect member who was still in a coma, as well as Xu Xia's leg injury.

Secondly, Wang Changcao knew that his senior brother had long wanted to meet Maomao.

And today, my senior brother just rushed back.

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We just met and hadn't said a few words before the cat ran away.

Inside the small courtyard, Wang Changcao looked at his senior brother with some helplessness.

Mo Jingchun frowned and looked at the old Taoist priest with some doubt: "Could it be that I said that if she loses the competition, I will be her master, and the child has gone to prepare?"

Even as he said this, Mo Jingchun still frowned, "You are so impatient, do you want to be my disciple or not?"

When everyone heard Mo Jingchun's words, they smiled helplessly.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Maomao's behavior is a little unpredictable, but I did hear Ruyu mention that Zhang Wenjing wanted to take her as a disciple, but was rejected."

Hearing the name Zhang Wenjing

Mo Jingchun immediately became serious: "She rejected Zhang Wenjing?"

The old Taoist nodded.

Yang Huayan smiled and thought for a moment before speaking: "You um."

But as soon as she opened her mouth, Liu Xuer covered her mouth and stopped her, because Liu Xuer guessed what Yang Huayan was going to say.

In the past, Zhang Wenjing suddenly became famous. He was not a gangster, but his fame spread among the gangsters. Zhang Wenjing was able to cure many difficult and complicated diseases with his medicine.

At that time, Mo Jingchun had already been destined to inherit the title of "Medical Saint", so he was naturally unwilling to accept it.

So he went to look for Zhang Wenjing.

There happened to be quite a few patients queuing up at that time.

Mo Jingchun didn't give any further explanation and started treating patients from the back.

After knowing this, Zhang Wenjing walked out of the clinic. He was tired after a whole day. Zhang Wenjing was not a warrior, so he was sweating profusely.

On the contrary, Mo Jingchun, who already had the ninth-grade strength at that time, was completely powerless. Looking at the younger generations who were younger than him, Mo Jingchun was about to speak.

Zhang Wenjing glanced at the patients who had not yet left the hospital, took their pulses, and then looked at the prescription written by Mo Jingchun. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and asked someone to help get the medicine immediately.

Then Zhang Wenjing looked at Mo Jingchun and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your diagnosis, sir."

Mo Jingchun smiled and said, "I counted and I have seen seven more patients than you, and some of them came for follow-up consultations. I found your prescription to be really good, but it also has some flaws. However, since it is a follow-up consultation, I prescribed the second course of medicine according to your prescription. You also read the prescription just now."

Zhang Wenjing bowed again, "Thank you, sir."

Mo Jingchun was arrogant at that time, and he said with a twitch of his lips, "Now everyone in the martial arts world calls you a miracle doctor. I came to find you. Let's see who has better healing skills."

Zhang Wenjing looked at Mo Jingchun and unexpectedly agreed.

This was something that none of Zhang Wenjing's entourage had expected.

For seven consecutive days, the two of them saw many doctors.

When it came to the last person, Mo Jingchun came to Zhang Wenjing with the number of patients he had cured, feeling somewhat proud.

But before he could speak, Zhang Wenjing bowed and said bluntly, "I am the loser. Mr. Mo's medical skills are unparalleled."

Mo Jingchun felt that Zhang Wenjing was a straightforward person, so he didn't say much. He just frowned at Zhang Wenjing's calm face and said, "Don't you feel unconvinced?"

Zhang Wenjing looked at Mo Jingchun and said, "I don't think so."

Mo Jingchun frowned, somewhat displeased, 'So unmotivated? ! '

Zhang Wenjing looked at Mo Jingchun and said, "I am not as good as you. There was an epidemic in this village. If it weren't for you, how could I cure so many people? Although it was just an ordinary epidemic, people would still die if they were treated late. Thanks to you, sir."

Mo Jingchun frowned and said, "You lose!"

Zhang Wenjing replied calmly, "Yes."

Mo Jingchun asked, "Don't you care?"

Zhang Wenjing thought for a moment and quickly replied, "I care."

Mo Jingchun frowned, "Why are you so calm? Don't you feel ashamed?"

Zhang Wenjing continued, "It's just a loss, it's not shameful. And I want to compete with you in the second game, but I don't know where to start, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Jingchun had already guessed what Zhang Wenjing was thinking, "Zhang Wenjing!"

Zhang Wenjing raised her eyes and looked at Mo Jingchun.

Mo Jingchun asked, "Are you competing with me in order to cure more people?"

Zhang Wenjing did not deny it. "Yes."

Mo Jingchun felt the energy in his body being pulled, and he felt a little annoyed because he felt like he was being tricked.

Zhang Wenjing stood there fearlessly, looking at Mo Jingchun, "There should be no superiority or inferiority in medical skills. I believe that saving one person is saving, and saving a hundred people is also saving. We cannot think that a person's medical skills are inferior just because he only saved one person. Similarly, if a person can save a hundred people, he should be praised. I only hope that he can save another hundred people. I am not as talented as you, sir. That is why I respect you, sir. That is why I admit defeat with all my heart."

At that time, Zhang Wenjing's medical skills were really not as good as Mo Jingchun's.

But after that time.

Mo Jingchun returned to Yaoxian Valley.

Zhang Wenjing continued to travel around the world, working as a doctor.

After that, there appeared a miracle doctor named Zhang Wenjing in the world.

Similarly, Mo Jingchun, the man who was considered most likely to inherit the position of the Valley Master of Yaoxian Valley, failed in his inner demon game and left Yaoxian Valley to travel. Many years later, a medical practitioner appeared in the world.

The older generation in the martial arts world all knew about this matter, and they also knew that in that competition, Mo Jingchun won in medical skills but lost in his competitive spirit.

There is no high or low among doctors, their only job is to treat illnesses and save lives.

It was also that time that Mo Jingchun's inner demons caused him to fail.

Liu Xuer covered Yang Huayan's mouth.

Yang Huayan turned her head and glared at Liu Xuer.

When Mo Jingchun and others saw this, they ignored Yang Huayan.

We all know what kind of person Yang Huayan is. It’s best to ignore her.

Mo Jingchun asked, "Do you know if Zhang Wenjing was angry after being rejected?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Ask Ruyu later?"

Mo Jingchun muttered to himself: "That old guy must be angry. If I can accept Maomao as my apprentice, I'm sure I can make him even angrier!"

There is nothing wrong with being competitive and vain, but they must be used in the right place. Now Mo Jingchun no longer cares about those things.

He simply couldn't stand Zhang Wenjing. He seemed to have met Zhang Wenjing in the past, and he ended up scolding Zhang Wenjing for an entire hour.

But afterwards, the two chatted and drank and said goodbye to each other.

Zhang Wenjing made a herbal rubbing of the medical book he compiled and gave it to Mo Jingchun.

Mo Jingchun gave Zhang Wenjing a notebook recording the strange cases he had encountered.

Pu Wen smiled and said, "If you want to be my disciple, just say it nicely. Why bother talking about a competition, Master Mo?"

Mo Jingchun smiled and said, "I just thought that the child was young and wanted to tell her my previous lesson. Medical skills cannot be used for competition. But I didn't expect that the child would leave so soon."

When everyone heard this, they looked at Mo Jingchun's smile and sighed inwardly.

The old Taoist priest whispered, "You still have to look at me. Come on, Brother Mo, I'll give you an idea. You can start with the Queen. Maomao listens to the Queen very much. And the Queen respects Liu Xu'er very much."

As he said this, he pointed at Liu Xuer, signaling Mo Jingchun to go and please her quickly.

Although Liu Xuer couldn't see, she could hear and feel it, and she smiled helplessly.

Yang Huayan stood in front of Liu Xuer and looked at Mo Jingchun: "If you have this idea, just try it! I can't beat your junior brother, and one of my hands is enough to beat you!"

To defeat the eighth level enemy, one hand is indeed enough.

And it was at this time.

Everyone felt that the cat had returned.

But when they looked over, Yang Huayan became obedient, Wang Changcao stood up, Pu Wen was puzzled, and Liu Huangwu didn't dare to say anything.

The old Taoist rubbed his waist and cried out in pain.

Mo Jingchun looked at the person brought by Maomao, stood up and looked at his junior brother with surprise.

But Maomao, after glancing at Mo Jingchun, turned back to look at Yan Yunxiao: "It is this old gentleman who wants to compete with me."

Then, Maomao looked at Mo Jingchun and said, "I don't know martial arts, and I can't poison you, so I found someone to fight you, and you just have to fight her."

Yan Yunxiao looked at Mo Jingchun and said with a twitch of his lips, "This is quite interesting."

After saying that, Yan Yunxiao glanced at Yan Ruyu and said, "Ruyu will fight with you."

At this point, he looked at Wang Changcao and said, "I'm a bit bullying him when I fight Senior Mo, so Senior Wang, please fight with me."

(End of this chapter)