Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao are both dressed in ancient costumes.

When Cheng Yong saw their clothes, his first reaction was that he was dreaming.

But the two people's consecutive words made him feel that something was wrong.

He pinched his thigh quietly, and the piercing pain made his face twisted for a moment.

Listening to Sun Simiao's words, he sat down full of doubts.

When he saw the wine jug in the middle of the table, he remembered the series of strange images that had flashed through his mind earlier.

"Space-Time Tavern, isn't that an illusion?"

He was confused at first, but he was not without any feeling.

At the time he thought he was just imagining things.

Seeing Cheng Yong sitting down, Sun Simiao smiled and said, "Brother, you look worried, but what happened?"

Cheng Yong looked around, examining his surroundings in confusion.

It was afternoon now, and the tavern had the most customers of the day.

Guests from different worlds gathered together, drinking and laughing, making the place very lively.

Looking at the guests who were dressed in different clothes and had different temperaments, Cheng Yong felt like he was dreaming.

But the pain in his thigh was still there, forcing him to believe what he was seeing.

He turned to look at Sun Simiao, then at Hua Tuo, swallowed hard, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao both looked at the new guest with smiles on their faces.

Both of them could understand Cheng Yong's shock.

They also looked incredulous when they first entered the tavern.

The other party may be unwilling to talk about the troubles he encountered because he is still suspicious.

Hua Tuo smiled and said, "What's your name, brother?"

Cheng Yong finally came to his senses, suppressed his suspicion, and said, "My name is Cheng Yong."

"It's Brother Cheng, nice to meet you." Sun Simiao said with a smile, "I'm Sun Simiao."

Sun Simiao?

Cheng Yong was stunned.

He had of course heard of the name of Medicine King Sun Simiao.

After dealing with so many patients, he had heard of some legendary doctors.

All those patients longed to meet a famous doctor who could cure their illness and restore their health.

But the person in front of him was Sun Simiao, which inevitably made him feel a little strange.

He suspected again that he was dreaming.

Seeing Hua Tuo wanted to speak, he said, "You won't say you are Hua Tuo?"

"Brother Cheng, have you heard of me?" Hua Tuo was surprised.

Cheng Yong shook his head and murmured with a worried look on his face: "Am I really sick?"

Even Sun Simiao and Hua Tuo were imagined by me. Maybe there really is something wrong with my mental state?

Hua Tuo chuckled and said, "Brother Cheng, you look weak. I guess you have been working too hard for many days and haven't had enough rest. But judging from your complexion, you don't look seriously ill."

Sun Simiao also nodded: "If Brother Cheng thinks you are dreaming, then there is no need to worry. We are all equally lucky people."

What the two said made Cheng Yong suspicious again.

He reached out and banged his head hard.

Apart from the pain in his forehead, nothing in front of him changed at all.

He became furious and grabbed another handful from under his crotch.

Suddenly, he bared his teeth, with an extremely wonderful expression.

Tony, who had just walked to the bar and was about to buy a glass of drink, looked at Cheng Yong with a look of surprise on his face.

He blinked and asked, "Who is this brother?"

Sun Simiao hurriedly introduced him.

Upon learning that it was a newcomer, Tony hesitated.

He carefully felt it for a moment and found that this guy was indeed just a mortal. He immediately smiled and said, "Brother, have you been spending too much time with women and have contracted an unspeakable disease?"

"No, no!" Cheng Yong waved his hands.

After several attempts, he found that what was in front of him seemed to be real.

He had never seen the faces of these people in real life! Especially Tony's elite temperament, he had never come into contact with it in his life, and it was impossible for him to imagine it out of thin air.

Could it be that I have hit the jackpot and met a god?

"Then why are you..." Tony stretched out his hand, grabbed the air, and said, "It seems like you hate your descendants?"

Cheng Yong looked embarrassed.

But thinking of Tony's words, the man straightened up again for his dignity and said, "I just want to use the pain to confirm that I'm not dreaming."

Tony said "Oh", then blinked and said: "Actually, it's not shameful to want to be a woman."

"The pub will do exactly what you want," he added.

"I'm not. It's good to be a man!" Cheng Yong's voice became a little louder.

There was something weird about this place, and he was worried that if he didn't object, he would really be turned into a woman.

It would be better to kill yourself.

Tony patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "It's just a joke, you don't take it seriously, do you?"

Cheng Yong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly shook his head.

Seeing his miserable look, Tony also became interested.

He simply sat in the empty seat next to the three people.

When he saw the bottle of wine on the table, he said dissatisfiedly: "Dr. Sun, why don't you have some of your fine medicinal wine?"

Sun Simiao knew what he meant, and said with a dry cough: "I don't have much in hand."

"So there's more? Take it out quickly, good things should be shared with friends!" Tony said, "Aren't we considered your friends?"

Cheng Yong looked confused.

Hua Tuo, however, showed an interested look on his face.

Looking at the reactions of several people, Sun Simiao sighed.

He used a variety of precious Chinese herbal medicines and combined them with his own medicine cauldron martial spirit to brew a special medicinal wine that can strengthen men's kidney water and replenish their primordial yang, with extremely remarkable effects.

Initially, with the intention of showing off, he gave some away in the pub, and they were well received. However, he did not expect that many people would become interested in them.

Although he is a miracle doctor, he is not without desires.

He didn't have any interest in women in his early years simply because he was old and didn't want to waste his energy on this matter.

Now that he has regained his youth, his energy is endless.

"There is only this last pot of wine left." Sun Simiao took out the wine from his ring with a painful look on his face.

Hua Tuo smiled and helped several people spread out their cups: "Tony is still very respectable."

"Haha, I also benefited from Doctor Hua." Tony laughed.

Cheng Yong looked at them blankly.

Sun Simiao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Hua Tuo was his close friend.

Tony has always been generous and has given him a lot of good things. A few days ago, he even gave him an alien medical cabin.

Therefore, in front of the two of them, he would not really be reluctant to give up a pot of wine.

Looking at the orange-yellow wine, Cheng Yong was still a little confused.

He just saw the three people raising their glasses one after another, and their excited looks made him raise his glass too.

After a small glass of wine went into his stomach, a warm feeling spread in his abdomen. When he saw subtle changes in his lower abdomen, Cheng Yong's face changed slightly and he immediately understood.

As he reaches middle age, some of his body functions are indeed not as good as when he was young.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of opening an Indian magic oil shop, even though business was slow.

After drinking a glass of wine, the three asked him.

After a while, Cheng Yong has gradually accepted it all.

His luck was so good that he really arrived at a place that was like a fairyland.

Even though he was still full of curiosity and confusion about this place, it was difficult to conceal the shock in his heart.

Therefore, when talking about himself, he decisively described his current situation and his experiences over the years.

With this miracle doctor around, maybe he could really save a few patients! The departure of Lu Shouyi and Peng Hao had completely left him with no other thoughts. He just wanted to do more for this group and make up for his debt to them.

He started by talking about his own Indian magic oil shop which was running at a loss, his divorce, his father's serious illness, and then mentioned several partners including Lu Shouyi.

As the past events were brought up one by one, Cheng Yong's eyes gradually turned red.

The few people who originally didn't take it seriously gradually fell silent.

Even Tony put away his cynical look and looked at Cheng Yong in surprise.

When talking about how Peng Hao drove alone to lure the police away in order to protect himself, but died in a car accident, Chen Yong's voice choked up and tears dripped down.

There was silence around him.

Be it Hua Tuo, Sun Simiao, or Tony, as well as the people sitting next to them, all were silent.

"Peng Hao is only 20 years old! He still has a lot of time ahead of him. He should have gone to see his family..." Cheng Yong covered his face, his tone full of self-blame, "His body is still in the morgue. I don't know how to face his family..."

"How long has he been dead?" Hua Tuo suddenly asked.

Cheng Yong's voice was interrupted.

He looked up with tears in his eyes.

"No matter how long he has been dead, he might still be saved," Sun Simiao also said.

Cheng Yong was stunned for a moment and said, "Half a day."

"What's the fatal injury?" Tony asked again.

"The brain was hit and the body was fractured in many places..." Cheng Yong said, his tone gradually becoming excited, and asked, "Can you really save him?"

Even Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao did not think that there was such medical skill that could bring the dead back to life.

But thinking of the extraordinaryness of this place, he felt a strong hope: "Please, everyone, save him..."

Sun Simiao looked at Hua Tuo.

His medicine cauldron is of little help in this matter, but Hua Tuo's acupuncture might be able to have a miraculous effect.

Faced with Cheng Yong's expectant eyes, Hua Tuo hesitated and shook his head.

He did not see how Peng Hao died, but he estimated that with his current level of cultivation, it would not be easy to revive him.

Tony rubbed his chin.

He was willing to give it a try.

Although his medical skills are not very good, he has a lot of high-tech items in his collection.

But when he saw Yao Chen looking at him not far away, he shrugged regretfully.

This kind of thing is more convenient for professionals to handle.

Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao also noticed Yao Chen's gaze.

The two of them sighed secretly.

They both thought that their talents in curing diseases and saving lives were no less than the other's, but the unfortunate thing was that they were in different environments.

Yao Chen's own Dou Qi cultivation makes his ability to cure diseases and save lives enough to crush the other two.

"It seems we have to rely on Yao Lao." Hua Tuo said with a smile.

Sun Simiao also pointed in the direction of Yao Chen and said to Cheng Yong, "With Yao Lao's help, it is not difficult to revive a person who has just died."

Cheng Yong turned his head in confusion.

When he saw a handsome young man in white clothes, he was a little confused.

The other person's appearance has nothing to do with the word "old".

But soon he was shocked.

Yao Chen simply raised his hand, and a palm-sized white jade bottle flew towards him.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and saw the bottle fall into his palm.

"Putting this pill into his mouth will be enough to wake him up." Yao Chen said with a smile.

He bowed to Cheng Yong, retracted his gaze, and started talking to Taiyi Zhenren in front of him.

Cheng Yong held the medicine bottle, half asleep and half awake.

"Saving lives is the most important thing." Hua Tuo said with a smile.

"Thank you." Cheng Yong then bowed deeply towards Yao Chen from a distance.

He turned around and looked at Hua Tuo and the others, thanking them solemnly.

"We haven't done anything yet," Sun Simiao shook his head and said, "Go save people first. When you come back, we can talk about curing the disease."

Cheng Yong's heart moved, and he asked, "Are you talking about leukemia?"

Sun Simiao nodded: "Before you came, I was just talking about this with Brother Hua."

Chen Yong's mood became much hotter.

He took a deep breath and said goodbye to them.

Watching him leave, Tony suddenly felt emotional.

He thought of Cheng Yong's experience.

A low-level person, with all kinds of small flaws, but able to burst out with the brilliance of humanity, deserves the title of hero.

Such people are definitely qualified to enter this place.

…

The scene in front of Cheng Yong became dark again.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.

In the distance, there was only the sound of staff making phone calls, but it was not very close.

He looked at the black body bag in front of him.

After staring for two seconds, he raised his right hand again.

In his palm was a small white bottle.

The bottle was as smooth as jade, and there was a faint warmth when holding it in the hand.

Scenes of his acquaintance with Peng Hao flashed through his mind.

The yellow-haired man who snatched his medicine without saying a word, the happy look on his face when he got his salary, the man who turned around and left after learning that he had sold the agency rights... and the figure who drove away resolutely.

"You bastard!" he said, his eyes turning red again.

He took two steps forward and opened the body bag with trembling hands.

Peng Hao's body was exposed.

He hadn't changed his clothes yet, his body was filled with a pungent smell of blood, and there were large dark red blood scabs on his chest.

Even though his head had been cleaned, it was still stained with blood, and his face had already turned ashen.

Cheng Yong took a deep breath and opened the bottle.

An alluring aroma emanated from it, and he couldn't help but sniff.

He was originally a little nervous, but now he felt more confident.

He pried open Peng Hao's mouth with his left hand, put the bottle mouth to his mouth with his right hand, and gently poured it down.

A purple pill with golden patterns on it fell into Peng Hao's mouth.

Originally Cheng Yong was worried that he would not be able to swallow the pill, but unexpectedly, as soon as the pill fell between his lips and teeth, it quickly turned into a liquid and gradually disappeared.

Cheng Yong watched with bated breath.

one two three……

He counted silently in his mind.

When he counted to three, he suddenly discovered that the blueness on Peng Hao's face was being replaced by a rosy glow.

He was even more shocked to see that the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Make way, the crematorium car is here!"

A voice suddenly came from behind him.

Cheng Yong turned his head and saw that they were hospital staff, accompanied by two men in funeral attire.

He was about to speak when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"What crematorium?"

Behind him, the body bag rustled and sat up.

…

(End of this chapter)