Chapter 490: Ask for a miracle doctor, An Roujin is gone and that’s it [1 more]
There is no doubt that Lin Qingjia is indeed very beautiful.
An Roujin's appearance was already excellent, and with Wen Fengmian, the children they gave birth to were all very good-looking.
Lin Qingjia is three parts like An Roujin and seven parts like Wen Fengmian.
Her eyes and eyebrows were not as delicate and pitiful as An Roujin's, but had a more gentle and elegant look.
At first glance, Ying Zijin knew without even thinking that Lin Qingjia was Wen Fengmian's biological daughter and Wen Tinglan's biological sister.
She paused.
Fu Yunshen turned his head and saw it, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly: "Uncle's?"
"Yes." Ying Zijin showed no emotion. "It seems that An Roujin married the head of the Lin family. No wonder she treated Xiao Lan like that."
Now she could figure it out.
An Roujin went back again when Wen Tinglan was five years old and locked him in a sealed dark room again in order to aggravate his condition.
Doing so would also further prevent Wen Fengmian from returning to the Ji family and appearing in the imperial capital in the future.
Everyone knows that autism and personality disorders are very difficult to treat with current medical technology.
Of course, this was an easy task for Yu Xuesheng, the hypnotist ranked second on the NOK Hypnotist List.
Otherwise, Wen Tinglan's condition would be incurable.
Fu Yunshen said calmly, "She was able to marry into the Lin family because of her son. If she's gone, then she's gone. People without strength don't have a high status in the ancient martial arts world. There's no need to consider anything."
Everyone knew that Lin Qingjia was extremely talented, so talented that Lin Jinyun was willing to marry An Roujin.
The ancestors and elders of the Lin family value Lin Qingjia, and the Xie family dare not touch her, but An Roujin, the mistress of the Lin family, is just a vase.
Just like Butler Lin at the beginning, he is a candidate who can be replaced at will.
The Lin family has always known how to make choices.
Ying Zijin nodded: "Well, when Xiaolan's course is over, I will ask him what he wants to do."
There are some things that she wants to ask Wen Tinglan for his opinion.
After all, she has nothing to do with An Roujin.
She would do whatever Wen Tinglan wanted to do.
She can also broadcast live to Wen Tinglan.
At the entrance of the first floor, Lin Qingjia's gaze did not linger but gradually fell.
She squatted down, looked at the person lying on the ground and twitching, and frowned: "What's going on?"
The one who screamed earlier was an ancient warrior who was traveling with the people on the ground. He was also very anxious: "I don't know, he was eating and suddenly fell down, Miss Qingjia, please save him."
"I will definitely pay you!"
This attracted more guests' attention.
Several highly respected ancient doctors also turned their eyes over.
When it comes to medical skills, they all trust Lin Qingjia.
Lin Qingjia's attainments in ancient medicine are higher than her skills in ancient martial arts.
Moreover, he is not like some other ancient doctors who put on airs and would judge whether the patient is worth saving.
"Don't worry." Lin Qingjia felt the patient's pulse and took out three silver needles from his sleeve. "His condition is not serious."
As she spoke, she inserted a needle into the man's acupoint.
Everyone around held their breath, their eyes fixed on him.
This needle-dropping technique——
Ying Zijin raised his eyes, as if thinking about something.
Silver needle acupuncture.
Silver needle acupuncture is a simplified version of gold needle acupuncture, and it does not consume as much energy as gold needle acupuncture.
When she was treating Sheng Qingtang, she used a round of golden needles to transfer blood to his body, and she was exhausted at the time.
When an ancient doctor treats a patient, he sometimes consumes more internal energy than an ancient warrior would in a life-and-death battle.
Fu Yunshen didn't look at it, but the girl kept asking: "Interested?"
Ying Zijin looked lazy: "A little bit."
She was very interested in Lin Qingjia's master.
Traditional medicine has indeed developed a lot and has spawned many schools of thought.
As long as there is a beginning, human creativity is naturally infinite.
Fu Yunshen raised his hand and ruffled the girl's hair. The faint scent of emerald agarwood fell behind her ears, and there was a stream of air floating in the air: "Little friend."
"Um?"
"It's hard for me to hug you when you're dressed like a man."
"I'm guarding against you."
“…”
The two spoke in low voices, and their ancient martial arts skills were basically higher than those of the people around them, so no one could hear their conversation.
Fu Yunshen couldn't help laughing, his chest trembling slightly, and he looked helpless: "Well, I am willing."
Due to unexpected circumstances, the auction is temporarily suspended.
All the major families on the second floor also noticed it.
In the Yulouchun box.
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said, "That's the daughter of Patriarch Lin?"
"It's my daughter." Lin Jinyun said calmly, "Her medical skills are just average. I'm sorry to make Master Taylor laugh."
"If this is still considered ordinary, I'm afraid no one would dare to say that they can practice medicine." The middle-aged man did not know much about Chinese and ancient medicine.
But when he saw that the patient's painful expression gradually disappeared after Lin Qingjia inserted the three needles, he immediately knew that Lin Qingjia's medical skills were extraordinary.
We have to admit that, including the ancient medical community, the medical skills of Continent O lag behind those of China.
Of course, this excludes poison makers.
It’s a pity that 99% of poison masters come and go without a trace, and their personalities are all very strange.
They prefer poisoning to saving lives.
Originally, there was still some trace of the third poison master, but a while ago this guy disappeared from the sea area belonging to the Bevin family and ran to the International Virus Center.
The people at the International Virus Center are too busy to be invited.
The middle-aged man thought for a long time: "Master Lin, I wonder if I can ask her to go to Continent O? I want her to treat an old friend of mine. No one over there can cure the disease, not even the third poison master."
Lin Jinyun frowned: "It depends on what she wants."
Who knows if the Taylor family wants to kidnap Lin Qingjia and threaten the Lin family?
"Don't worry, Master Lin. How could we hurt a doctor?" The middle-aged man naturally knew Lin Jinyun's considerations and smiled. "Doctors are like parents. Even if we were at war in the past, we would never attack a doctor."
Who doesn’t get sick in this life?
If they dare to touch Lin Qingjia, not only will the Lin family's ancestors come out in person and rush directly to the O Continent headquarters, but even the ancient medical community will do the same.
By then, Continent O will have no chance of hiring another ancient doctor.
Lin Jinyun still didn't give in: "I'll let her come up later, and Patriarch Taylor can ask her."
downstairs.
"It's done." Lin Qingjia had finished the treatment, wiped the sweat off his face, picked up the paper and pen next to him, and wrote down several medicinal herbs. "Take the medicine on time, and it will be fine in a month."
The ancient warrior took the list, helped his companion up, and was overjoyed: "Thank you, Miss Qingjia, thank you so much."
An elderly ancient doctor stroked his beard and said, "Miss Qingjia's medical skills are really getting better and better."
"Indeed." Another ancient doctor said, "Among people of the same age, no one can compare to her."
"There are successors to the ancient medical field. I am glad that my teachings are not alone."
"Mr. Fu, it's been a long time since we last met." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Qingjia stepped forward and asked, "How is your health lately? Do you need any help?"
Hearing this, Fu Yunshen slowly raised his eyes and turned his head: "I don't know her."
Ying Zijin glanced at him and raised his eyebrows.
What's with this resentful tone?
The first floor was also silent, and there was an invisible sense of awkwardness.
Before Lin Qingjia could speak, a young man on the side said sarcastically: "Fu Yunshen, Qingjia greeted you warmly, what's your attitude?"
"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you beat up the Meng family. Don't think you can act recklessly just because your ancient martial arts skills are far superior to your peers. We have many masters in the Lin family. Do you want to ask an ancestor to come out and tell you if you can beat him?"
The smile on Lin Qingjia's face disappeared: "Shut up!"
The young man stopped talking instantly, but still sneered.
Fu Yunshen was in the ancient martial arts world at that time, and he almost risked his life to improve his skills.
He walked between life and death many times, so his cultivation was very high, and they all knew it.
He is at least fifty years old. Among his peers, perhaps only Yue Fuyi and a few other people with ancient martial arts talent have reached this level of cultivation.
But at the same time, Fu Yunshen also had many hidden injuries in his body.
This kind of hidden injury is fatal to ancient warriors.
Once it explodes, the only consequence will be the loss of internal strength and severance of meridians.
The most important thing is that Fu Yunshen has no backing in the ancient martial arts world.
If there was an ancient warrior with two hundred years of practice standing behind him, it might be worth taking him seriously.
The young man knew very well that Lin Qingjia only asked this question because he had a good temper and a doctor was like a caring parent.
Fu Yunshen was not at all in her eyes.
"You are so outspoken. Go back and accept your punishment." Lin Qingjia glanced at the young man and said politely, "Mr. Fu, I am sorry for being rude."
She followed the young man upstairs without even looking at Fu Yunshen, and went to find Lin Jinyun.
The incident ended and the auction continued.
But there were also many people who were still looking at Fu Yunshen and whispering.
"It was him who beat the direct descendant of the Meng family into a vegetable, and he hasn't woken up yet."
"If it weren't for his outstanding appearance, I really wouldn't remember it."
"What's the use of having outstanding looks? If you cause trouble again, you'll be killed one day..."
Ying Zijin had already walked out: "You are quite famous."
Fu Yunshen put one hand in his pocket and said, "I've beaten a lot of people. My reputation is not very good."
“…”
She no longer believed such words.
"I really don't know her. I just met her in the ancient medical community when I was seriously injured. I have mysophobia and don't like the opposite sex to touch me." Fu Yunshen stroked the collar of his clothes and said lightly, "So I didn't let them treat me."
Because the internal strength of ancient medicine is gentle, while the internal strength of ancient martial arts is domineering, there are more female practitioners of ancient medicine and more male practitioners of ancient martial arts. This is an established truth.
It’s not that there aren’t any male ancient doctors, but they are few and their medical skills have less room for development than those of their female counterparts.
Ying Zijin tilted her head: "I am also of the opposite sex."
"Well, you can." Fu Yunshen seemed to be pondering something.
Then, he raised his hand and slowly unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a piece of collarbone: "Try it yourself, I'll help you."
“…”
**
upstairs.
Lin Qingjia clasped his fists towards Lin Jinyun: "Father."
"I'm here." Lin Jinyun put down the cup, "Master Taylor needs your help with something."
Lin Qingjia looked at the middle-aged man.
"I would like to invite Miss Qingjia to go to Continent O." The middle-aged man spoke slowly, "I wonder if Miss Qingjia has heard that the condition of the head of the Bevin family has worsened?"
Lin Qingjia said calmly: "I never cared."
The middle-aged man was not angry either: "The Bevan family master's illness is very strange. The third poison master couldn't solve it. It had improved a lot, but who knew that there would be problems again recently. I want to try the ancient medicine."
"Difficult diseases?" Lin Qingjia was now interested. "Then I can go there."
"Okay." The middle-aged man was very surprised. "Then please rest for a few days, Miss Qingjia, and then I will take you to Continent O."
As long as he invites Lin Qingjia to come over and cure the illness of the head of the Bevin family, the head of the Bevin family will be very grateful to him, and the Taylor family will get a great help.
**
The auction will last until the afternoon of the third day.
After it was over, Ling Chonglou and the others also came back.
The servants began to prepare for the evening banquet.
Ying Zijin leaned on the rocking chair in the yard, basking in the sun.
Except for the house where the ancestors live in seclusion, WIFI and signal transmitters are installed in every place of the Ling family.
Very convenient.
Ying Zijin received a call from Rita Bevan.
After listening to Rita's words, she paused and said, "Is it serious again?"
This shouldn't be.
When Rita left China, she learned about the condition of the head of the Bevin family and gave Rita a bottle of medicine.
The dosage of this medicine can be taken for three months. After three months, the head of the Bevin family should be able to recover.
It's been almost a year, how come it suddenly got worse?
"Yes, it's getting worse again." Rita suppressed her anxiety, "I followed your instructions and gave my father the medicine every day, and he did recover. But last month, his health took a turn for the worse."
Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "It's hard to guard against thieves in your own home. Someone has made some moves."
"That's what I thought." Rita took a deep breath. "Do you have time to come to Continent O? I will definitely pay you enough, even a hundred boxes of gold will do... Ivan, why did you steal my phone?!"
"Rita, don't invite some quack doctor you know in China. I won't say anything if it's a poisoner on the NOK list." A young man's voice came from the other end of the receiver, with a warning, "Uncle Taylor invited an ancient doctor. Ancient doctors are arrogant. You angered the ancient doctor. No one will treat your father. What should I do?"
Fu Yunshen, you are really becoming more and more shameless, you have even learned how to seduce :)
See you this afternoon.
(End of this chapter)
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