So the patient guessed that there might be something wrong inside the dark street, otherwise it would not have been possible for it to survive for a thousand years and suddenly disappear without a trace.
It turned out that the patient's guess was correct.
There was indeed a problem within the Dark Street because their master had died.
Liu Liang can guarantee that if it wasn't her that he met today, Wen Ting would have died without a doubt. No one could help him to repair his Dantian, and no one could calm his violent anger.
There is only one outcome for him, which is that his whole body will be choked to death by the air. The process will be extremely painful, and he may even die tragically.
Now that she has saved this person, will the dark street still be there in the future, will she still be able to eat so many good things, and will she still be able to continue buying antiques?
She likes the food here very much. She never gets tired of it no matter how long she eats. There are mountains and water, delicious food to eat, and antiques to buy. The atmosphere here is also great. It would be a pity if it were to disappear in the future.
"benefactor."
Wen Ting's word "benefactor" is quite funny to Lei Liujing.
And she really couldn't accept such a name.
"You can call me Doctor Liu."
Liu Liang still felt that it would be better to call the doctor, since he was her patient now anyway.
"Are you a doctor?"
Wen Ting was a little surprised. He thought Liu Jing was some hermit, but he didn't expect that she was also a doctor.
"Yes, it's a genuine one, a doctor from a big hospital." Soon, Liu Liang added in her heart that he was also a genius surgeon.
"So, you know about my...illness?"
Wen Ting knew his body. It had been broken for a long time. It was covered with scars and holes. It couldn't even withstand any hardship. What's more, he knew that his end was approaching, and it might be soon.
He had already made arrangements for his funeral, but he didn't expect that he could still be alive. What's more, the damage to his dantian seemed to have healed a little. His body, which had been cold all the time, could feel a hint of warmth and he also regained some strength.
This is not something that ordinary doctors can cure.
"Are you ill?"
Liu Liang lazily half-propped her face on the table.
"Isn't it?"
Wen Ting's smile was somewhat bitter.
"Who injured your Dantian?"
Liu Jing asked bluntly, "People who practice cultivation are not prone to illness. Dantian injury is not a disease, nor does it fall into the category of illness. In other words, which master beat you into this miserable state?"
Wen Ting's face, which was already pale to begin with, turned even paler in an instant.
"Stop it!"
Zeng Xubai hadn't said anything the whole time. Seeing that Liu Jing was frightened, he just knocked her on the head.
"All right."
Liu Jing was most afraid of Zeng Xubai's words "stop it", even if it was a joke, she would not make it. This was using other people's pain to build her own happiness. She was not good at it, not to mention that she was a doctor.
"You want to ask if I can save you?"
Wen Ting's colorless lips moved for a long time before he finally said yes. It was not because he was cowardly, but because he had already despaired. After experiencing hope again and again, he became even more desperate.
He had long since given up on having any expectations for his own life.
If Liu Liang says yes, that's his fate.
If she said no, it would be his fate. He would not blame anyone. This was his fate and he accepted it.
Liu Jing sat up straight and put away her joking face. At this moment, she was just like when she was in the hospital, aloof and inviolable, and no one could object.
"Your disease, well, I can cure it."
Let's talk about the illness first. She can treat it and cure it. What's more, she can give him another opportunity, which can not only help him get rid of his current half-dead state, but also allow him to reach a higher level of skill.
If he was considered a master in the Xuanmen before, he will become a top master later.
Wen Ting hadn't spoken yet. To be precise, he probably hadn't reacted yet, and hadn't had time to digest what Liu Liang had said.
It can be cured, which means she can survive and he can still survive?
Then, at this moment, there was a bang and a sound of something breaking came from the door.
Then a woman came running over, almost crawling. Before Liu Liang could say anything, the woman bent her knees and knelt on the ground.
"Please, Doctor Liu, save my master's life. Haitang is willing to serve as a slave and servant to repay Doctor Liu for saving her life."
Liu Liang was almost scared to death by her kneeling like that.
She was really scared just now, wasn't she?
What era is this? Kneeling means kneeling. The Qing Dynasty was dead long ago.
This dark street is good in every way, except for one thing.
This antique-style atmosphere is quite good, but this is really not the ancient times anymore. There is no need to kneel down. How can people like them, who grew up under the red flag and believe in gender equality, accept others' kneeling etiquette?
Others may not know this, but Liu Jing really can’t stand it anymore. She really can’t stand it anymore.
"Let's talk it over, can you please get up first?"
She used to be such a charming woman, just like Jin Xiangyu in the Dragon Gate Inn, with a strong sense of substitution. But now she was crying and kneeling, looking like a pitiful little thing. Liu Liang felt guilty instantly.
"If Dr. Liu doesn't agree, Haitang will definitely kneel down and get up."
Haitang shook her head and knelt straight on the ground, with a look of determination and humility on her face.
"Haitang, get up first."
Wen Ting couldn't help but cough again. His body had finally recovered, but it seemed that it was not working again. A fishy and sweet taste rose up in his throat.
Liu Liang took out a small porcelain bottle.
"Take one and dissolve it in water. Give it to him to drink first. I have something to ask you."
Haitang stretched out her hand to take the bottle of medicine, but Liu Liang took it back, which made Haitang a little confused.
Didn’t you say you would give it to me just now? Why don’t you give it to me now?
Liu Liang poured out two pills from the bottle and placed her hand in front of Zeng Xubai.
Zeng Xubai took one and put it in his mouth. Liu Jing picked up another one and ate it herself, just like Zeng Xubai.
"for you."
She then handed the porcelain bottle to Haitang.
How can the things we import be so casual?
Liu Liang just didn't want to cause trouble, nor did she want others to doubt the efficacy of the medicines she made. The efficacy would definitely not be bad, and of course it would not be poisonous. You see, she was showing her strength physically and mentally.
Haitang smiled gratefully at Liu Liang, and then carefully poured out a pill from the small bottle. The pill was the size of a small soybean and had no other taste. After it turned into water, it had a faint aroma of grass.
She hurried over and placed the cup in front of Wen Ting.
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