Chapter 367 This Dachang Country Pill (2/2)

Chapter 367 This Dachang Country Pill (22)

Just as the noose came loose, a red light came out from the purse.

Gently and slowly loosened the rope, unfolding the purse.

With his movements, a crystal clear, red shining red bead was revealed from the purse.

The red bead is slightly smaller than an egg, extremely round.

Looking at the expressions of the people around him peacefully, seeing that most of them were curious, he was slightly relieved.

But when he saw Doctor Ruan's expression, his heart skipped a beat.

Qing Lu leaned closer, looked around the beads in Ping He's hand, and was amazed.

"What the hell is this?"

Qinglu raised his head and asked.

"General Bing, this is the Dragon Pill, which is the pill formed by water dragon cultivation for many years. On that day, a god came to see me..."

Ping He recounted the events of that day.

After hearing what happened that day, all the people present were fascinated and sighed the wonder.

Qing Lu also patted Ping He's thin shoulder with a palm, and said with a loud smile:

"Since the god asked you to take it, then it's okay, Ping He, you have a wide reputation for treating diseases in the city, and I heard that many people thank you. I was also afraid that you were a monster, so I came here to take a look. Since This is a gift from the gods, why not display it openly? Don't worry, you will be fine with me in this city."

He saluted peacefully:

"So, Caomin thanked the general. Since the general said so, from today onwards, when I make a diagnosis, I will directly hang the dragon pill on my body for everyone to watch."

Qinglu laughed and led the people away.

And Dr. Ruan's face turned green and white. He never expected that this complaint not only failed to achieve the effect he wanted, but actually helped peace.

Seeing that Qing Lu had already left, and the patients began to congratulate Ping He again, Doctor Ruan could only leave in a hurry.

Since then, Ping He's reputation has grown louder and louder.

Everyone knew that Dr. Ping's treasure was bestowed by God one day, and it was passed down from generation to generation, and Ping He immediately had various titles and became more and more respected.

There are also a few jealous people who say that Ping He is useless, but only depends on the power of the red bead to cure diseases, and is nothing without the red bead.

Hearing these rumors from time to time, Ping He felt a little upset. He knew that he was able to cure so many people because he really relied on the red bead, but his own medical skills are not bad, otherwise, if the red bead fell into the hands of people who don't know medical skills, maybe it could only be used to turn stones into gold , none of the other abilities are needed.

Although Hong Zhu would hang it uprightly during medical consultations, Ping He tried her best to prevent others from touching it.

When some of his school friends heard about it, they were all amazed at Ping He.

However, even if they asked Pinghe to touch the red bead, Pinghe never agreed.

Fortunately, the four of them were considered true friends, and they didn't mind too much. They just regarded it as something from the gods, something extraordinary people could touch.

Among them, Fan Guang is the friend who cares most about him.

Moreover, Fan Guang's family background is not bad, so in addition to studying literature, he also learned martial arts. Although martial arts are not very good, they are much better than ordinary people.

Ever since Ping He made public about Hong Zhu, Fan Guang often sent him home, worrying about any troubles he might encounter.

On this day, Ping He went to the deli near the temple after finishing his medical consultation in the city, and bought another roast chicken for his mother.

On the way back, Fan Guang walked with him.

On the way, the two friends casually chatted about some recent domestic affairs.

Fan Guang said that Mi Long said that Chang Kingdom has been suffering successively unfavorable wars recently, and it is time for the whole country to fight against the enemy with one heart. It's just that in the capital, there are too many stupid officials, and the hearts of the people are not in harmony. His father is just a speech officer, able to speak, but has no real power, so he can't play much role.

Peace can not help but sigh.

Fan Guang said again: "Fortunately, I have you. Do you know that there are rumors outside that you are the person sent by the gods to save Changguo?"

He smiled peacefully and said, "You're talking big again, I just happened to be in the right place and tried my best to do some good deeds."

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous. The Dachang Kingdom is about to end, and there are still people who can't figure it out. They want to save the capsized ship. I'm afraid it will be a mud bodhisattva crossing the river in the end, and they will not be able to protect themselves."

Suddenly a crazy voice came from the side of the road.

Fan Guang and Ping He looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a man with old clothes and disheveled hair coming out of the slant. He seemed to be a tramp.

"What did you say? What did you say it was over?"

Fan Guang's heart was blunt, his complexion darkened, and he asked.

"This Dachang Kingdom is about to end!"

The homeless man tilted his head, looked at Ping He and Fan Guang, and spoke in a cadence.

"What are you talking about, you are probably not a spy sent by Jing Guo!"

Fan Guang was aroused by this person and couldn't help but get angry.

"Wait, Brother Fan." Ping He stopped Fan Guang.

He has keen observation skills. Although the person who is talking does not look good, his eyes are very bright.

Moreover, what he said seems to have a deep meaning.

"Brother." Ping He cupped his hands, "Why did you say these things to us?"

"You think I'm talking to you? No, no."

The tramp laughed loudly.

"I'm just talking to myself, but you guys put it on yourself, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"

He's so sloppy, Ping He doesn't know what to do.

"Haha, it's ridiculous to shake a big tree. A glass of water saves a car's salary, but a single tree can't support it..."

The tramp sat down on the ground, shaking his head and laughing wildly.

No matter how he heard it, Ping He felt that there was something in his words, so he immediately turned serious, and said respectfully to the homeless man:

"Sir, can you take a step to speak, sir must have something to teach me."

The man ignored him.

At this moment, another person came by the side of the road. The person wrapped a big chicken leg in oiled paper in his left hand, and walked over while chewing.

"Hey, lunatic, go back and take your medicine!"

Huang Si walked to Lu Cheng who was sitting on the ground, grabbed his neck with one hand, and said.

Both Fan Guang and Ping He were taken aback.

madman?

They actually chatted with the lunatic for a long time?

I saw Lu Cheng waving his arms and struggling desperately, but it seemed that he couldn't break free from the hand holding the back of his neck.

"I don't want to go back! I don't want to take medicine! Dachangguo is sick, why do you want me to take medicine?!"

Lu Cheng yelled loudly.

Huang Si dragged him, looked up at Fan Guang and Ping He.

"Sorry, my lunatic has caused you trouble."

Still in shock, Ping He shook his head blankly and said, "It's okay, it's okay..."

No matter how he heard it, he felt that the madman's words were still very meaningful.

"Oh, by the way, are you a doctor? I heard that you are a famous miracle doctor recently?"

Huang Si asked Ping He expressionlessly, then pointed at Lu Cheng.

"Can you cure madness?"

"This..." Ping He hesitated, nodded and said, "I'll try."

He reached into his arms and held the red bead.