Chapter 408: This Is Poisoning, Not a Disease (Part 2)

Chapter 408: This is poisoning, not a disease (Part 2)

Speaking of which, Shu Lanqiu is the one who cares most because she is the mother of the sick Bian Yong. └ x-on:┘Even Bian Xuren is not as concerned about Bian Yong’s condition as Shu Lanqiu. As soon as he heard Yang Chen say that he was a doctor and he sounded confident, he was immediately brought in.

"Meet Elder Shu." Yang Chen did not directly answer Shu Lanqiu's question. Instead, he bowed and saluted first, then straightened up and said loudly: "Junior Yang Chen, as the proprietor of Wanbao Pavilion, is responsible for alchemy on weekdays. A little dabbling."

"Wanbao Tower?" Shu Lanqiu looked at Yang Chen and suddenly sneered: "Wanbao Tower bullied the market in our South China Sea and has been wiped out by Fulong Cave. Why did you come here?"

"Of course I want to seek justice for the shopkeeper and clerk of my Wanbao Tower." Yang Chen faced Shu Lanqiu's sneer, without any fear, and directly stated his purpose.

"No matter which sect you are from, I would like to advise you that the South China Sea is not a place that you can interfere with. Wherever you come from, you should just go back to where you came from." Shu Lanqiu said lightly. Originally, she disdained to meet a junior at the Golden Core stage, but since it was a matter involving Bian Yong, she naturally had to be more concerned.

Just by looking at Shu Lanqiu's short time to learn the name of Wanbao Tower, you can see how effective the South China Sea Alliance is in controlling this area. Even the excuse for Wanbao Tower to be destroyed by Fulong Cave is known, which is evident.

"Whether my Wanbao Tower is bullying the market or not, the elder knows in his heart." Yang Chen didn't talk back and just said one sentence. If the elders of the South China Sea Alliance couldn't see what was fishy in this kind of plundering under the guise, then it would be really low-level.

"A strong dragon can't suppress a local snake, no wonder others." Shu Lanqiu smiled slightly and didn't say much. Things that everyone knows tacitly mean nothing if they are revealed. These are all trivial matters. Shu Lanqiu was concerned about whether Yang Chen could really cure Bian Yong, so he immediately changed the subject: "Sir, he said he is proficient in the art of Qi Huang, but is that true?"

"I don't dare, I know a thing or two." Yang Chen expressed humbly again. He knew that Shu Lanqiu would definitely take the initiative to bring up this matter.

"We have never heard of a patient in our Nanhai Alliance, but how did you learn about it, sir?" Shu Lanqiu's expression slowly changed as he listened to Yang Chen's words, and his words became more intense. The tit-for-tat was sharp and a little more suspicious.

Bian Yong's serious illness was caused by an injury. After the injury was healed, the root cause of the disease fell into place. No matter what kind of elixir was used, it would not help. Only a few senior officials of the South China Sea Alliance knew about this and kept it secret. However, Yang Chen knew about it, so it was naturally very suspicious.

"This junior is similar to Qihuang's technique. A few years ago, by chance, I once met Leader Bian from a distance." Yang Chen's words were spoken with a hint of fear that made people think of them: "At that time, Bian The alliance leader’s face doesn’t seem to be very good.”

"So what?" Shu Lanqiu's face became more and more gloomy. What does meeting her husband a few years ago have to do with discovering a patient? Could it be that his bad complexion means he is sick?

"At that time, it seemed that the border leader was slightly ill." Yang Chen, regardless of how gloomy Shu Lanqiu's face was, said to himself: "I wasn't sure at first, but after meeting the elder, I became more and more aware. It’s for sure.”

A few years ago, I saw the border leader's face and suspected that he was sick. Now that I saw the border leader's wife, I became more and more sure that the border leader was sick. He said it in front of the border leader's wife, Shu Lanqiu. How could he not let Shu Lan know? Qiu was furious.

"I dare to ask, sir, are you here to provoke our South China Sea Alliance?" Shu Lanqiu was furious, slammed the table and stood up.

"Junior's eyes will not be mistaken." Yang Chen sat aside unmoved. Although Shu Lanqiu looked angry, he still called him sir, which already explained a lot of problems. This little trick has not yet appeared in Yang Chen's eyes.

"Does Mr. really think that both my husband and I are suffering from minor ailments?" Seeing Yang Chen's confident look, Shu Lanqiu became a little convinced. Could it be that Bian Yong's illness had infected himself and her husband, and that's why Yang Chen saw it?

"Border leader and elder, it's still a small matter for you now. I'm afraid the people who really fell ill are no longer just one or two days ago." Yang Chen slowly shook his head and said these words.

As soon as these words came out, Shu Lanqiu felt a little more hopeful. Bian Yong has been lingering on the sickbed for hundreds of years. Shu Lanqiu and his wife tried their best to save their lives, but to no avail. They could only rely on a few sworn brothers to help channel spiritual power every day to stay alive. Yang Chen actually judged that there was a patient just by looking at himself and Bian Xuren. This vision was really surprising. Maybe he could actually cure Bian Yong's illness.

"To be honest, there is indeed a patient." Of course, Shu Lanqiu would not let go of the life-saving straw easily. Now that Yang Chen saw it, she immediately stepped down and admitted that there was a patient.

"They must be people close to you, the leader of the border alliance and the elders." Yang Chen said calmly, not feeling happy that he had guessed correctly.

"The person who the sir said was seriously ill is none other than Quanzi." At this moment, Shu Lanqiu no longer had any need to hide anything and quickly admitted, but immediately followed up by asking: "Sir, Quanzi has always had weakness in his limbs and loss of appetite. , lethargy and lack of energy, but what kind of disease is it?”

"I have never seen a patient, so I don't dare to speak nonsense." Yang Chen did not answer, but replied lightly.

Shu Lanqiu also secretly scolded herself that caring would lead to chaos. If it is an ordinary disease, how can it be that the disease has been delayed for hundreds of years and has not been cured by relying on other people's advice, but I asked a little anxiously.

"It's my fault that I'm so abrupt." Shu Lanqiu stood up and made a respectful gesture to Yang Chen: "Sir, please step aside and diagnose and treat the child."

Soon, the two of them arrived at the room where Bian Yong was training. In the room, besides Bian Yong who was lingering on the bed, there was also a big man with eyes like lightning, staring at Yang Chen for a long time. If Shu Lanqiu hadn't brought Yang Chen in, maybe this big man would have taken action immediately.

"Please sir, please start the diagnosis and treatment." Shu Lanqiu asked Yang Chen again.

Yang Chen sat in front of the hospital bed with a big look, then looked at the patient's eyes, checked the tongue coating, checked the pulse on both wrists, and even performed some palpation on the patient, then frowned and stood up.

"How is it?" Shu Lanqiu asked nervously. As a mother, she was more worried about Bian Yong's situation than anyone else.

"This is not a disease." Yang Chen said firmly: "This is a rare poison."