Chapter 1123: The Medicine Cures the Disease

Zhao Yiming was completely speechless by Ping Xi's strong words. The other party's words were really strong, and he had no way to refute.

He said with a smile: "I have only done some research on elixirs, and my medical skills can only be said to be average. I can go and take a look, but I don't dare to say that it will work."

Ping Xiqiang immediately said with a smile: "What Master Zhao said is very interesting. There is nothing certain in this world. Please come with me, Master Zhao."

Zhao Yiming and three others followed him to the old house of the Zhong family. The place looked very quaint at first glance, and the people who lived here must have quite a deep background.

They came to the hall, where Zhong Haoran was sitting. This guy was holding a cup of tea in his hand, with a calm look on his face.

He said with a smile on his face: "This time I have rashly invited Leader Zhao over. I hope the leader doesn't mind the abruptness."

Zhao Yiming replied with a smile: "The old man is too polite. I can understand your feelings about licking the calf. But I just told the manager that I can only try my best. As for whether I can succeed, it doesn't matter. Confidence."

Zhong Haoran nodded and said: "Of course I understand what the leader means, and I do my best to obey fate. No matter what the final result is, I owe you a favor."

Zhao Yiming waved his hand and said, "You don't need to say this, old man. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This is also my duty. Please take me over to see Mr. Ling."

Zhong Haoran personally led him to his son's room. His two wives stayed in the hall, where Ping Xiqiang entertained them.

Zhao Yiming followed Zhong Haoran to an antique room, and saw a skinny young man lying on the couch. This young man looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old.

Judging from this young man's cultivation, he has just reached the Qi Condensation Realm, but the true energy in his body is very abundant. It is obvious that Zhong Haoran often does not hesitate to spend his own true energy to save his son's life.

Zhao Yiming didn't know any medical skills at all, but he exchanged identification methods from the system and quickly found the cause of the disease.

He said calmly: "Master Zhong was in the placenta, and his bones were damaged by the use of real energy, so he has been suffering from illnesses."

Zhong Haoran nodded and said: "The leader is indeed an expert. When my wife was pregnant with him, she happened to encounter an enemy seeking revenge. As a result, the fetus in her belly was injured during the fight."

Zhao Yiming's moment of contemplation was actually a search in the system, and he finally found something for him: Musk Bone Strengthening Ointment. This was a great thing.

He took out the musk bone-strengthening ointment and said with a deliberately reluctant look on his face: "Because Mr. Ling has an innate injury, it is very troublesome to cure it.

This is the holy elixir that my master left for me. Applying this elixir to the young master's body will restore his injured bones and refine all the true energy you have accumulated over the years.

But after all, he has injured his roots. Even if he heals his roots, his future achievements will be limited. It depends on how far he can reach the first time before making a decision. "

Zhong Haoran was immediately overjoyed. He had given up much hope, but he didn't expect that his son would really be cured this time.

He took the elixir with trembling hands and smeared it all over Zhong Ming's body with his own hands. The elixir exuded waves of strange fragrance and soon penetrated into his skin.

After the elixir seeped in, Zhong Ming let out bursts of wailing, and he kept rolling on the bed. His hands tore at his skin, which soon became dripping with blood.

Just as Zhong Haoran was about to step forward to comfort him, Zhao Yiming pulled him back and said, "Old man, please be patient. I want you to kill your skin by yourself, and then you can turn into a cocoon and become a butterfly."

Zhong Ming wailed for a full seven hours. His scratches all over his body were bloody and bloody, but new skin quickly formed under the scratched skin.

After doing this nine times in a row, he finally stopped howling, but his body also changed from a skinny man to a thin young man.

Immediately afterwards, the aura on his body began to rise sharply. It was completely different from one realm at a time. He quickly climbed to the demigod realm. At this time, he seemed to be stuck and could not move forward for a moment.

Zhao Yiming's eyes widened, he took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth. After the pill took effect, it seemed to break through a bottleneck, stabilizing his realm at the peak of the pseudo-god realm.

Zhao Yiming sighed softly and said: "It's a pity that it's still a little short. Master Ling will never have the chance to step into the realm of gods again in his life."

Zhong Haoran said with a face of surprise: "I am very satisfied to be able to do this now. I will never forget the kindness of Master Zhao. From now on, if you have any instructions, just ask, I will go up the knife mountain and go down the frying pan without hesitation."

Zhong Ming slowly opened his eyes at this time. He tried to sit up, and then slowly put his feet on the ground. After standing up, he took a step forward, but this time he got stuck.

Zhao Yiming sighed and said: "Master Ling has a lot to learn. The first step is to learn how to walk. I am very happy to be able to help him. Don't say any words of gratitude."

Zhong Ming struggled to stand up and slowly took two steps forward. Although his steps were very staggering, his face was full of surprise.

He shouted excitedly: "I can finally walk on my own. I can finally walk on the ground by myself like other children."

Zhao Yiming said with a smile: "Brother Zhong can not only walk by himself, but also has the cultivation of pseudo-god realm. I believe that in a year or two, you will become an outstanding master.

I think the old man will have a lot of things to do next, so I won't bother you here. I have done a good thing today. I will take my leave now."

Ping Xiqiang and his two wives, who had already sensed the momentum and rushed over in advance, also seemed very happy at this time. Ping Xiqiang said with a smile: "Master Zhao is the benefactor of our Zhong Mansion. I will kowtow to you now."

Zhao Yiming hurriedly said with a smile: "Master General Manager, this is killing me, then I will leave first."

Ping Xiqiang personally drove the flying car and sent the three of them back to the mansion. Then he began to spread the word that Zhao Yiming cured their young master and would be a friend of the Zhong family in the future. If anyone dared to harm him, the Zhong family would fight to the death.

Everyone knew Zhong Ming's situation very well. No one expected that Zhao Yiming could cure the disease so easily with medicine. This time his reputation rose to a higher level again.

Soon his desk was piled with invitations from all major forces.