Xianhong Road

Chapter 82
"Hehe, I didn't expect the two of you to have time to spare, and went to the common world to join in the fun..."

Yang Fan's gaze changed instantly, and he looked at the fat and thin people opposite him with a half-smile.

They were sitting beside Hu Banxian, whispering, seeing Yang Fan and Lin Zhong walk in, their expressions changed.

"Junior Brother Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here to be safe."

One of the young people stood up and said very affectionately, about 27 or [-] years old, wearing a purple robe, thick eyebrows and a Chinese character face, with a steady aura on his body.

This person is Yang Guang from the Yang Family Fort, the Qi Refining Dzogchen, the current leader among the three generations of disciples.

"Tsk tsk...Yang Fan, I haven't seen you for two months. You have returned to the world of cultivating immortals from a waste material. You have also become a pharmacist and opened a medical clinic in Wuliu Town. I am impressed."

Fatty Li's voice was harsh, and he said unscrupulously.

As the grandson of the ancestor of the Yang family, he is more perverse and rampant at ordinary times. If it was changed to before, it would be fine, but at this moment, Yang Fan is only a monk in the early stage of Qi refining, how can he be admired?

Yang Fan glanced at the two of them, and said indifferently: "Brother Yang Guang is still beautiful."

After finishing speaking, he and Lin Zhong sat down on the opposite row of chairs, directly ignoring Fatty Li's sarcasm, not even bothering to retort.

This is blatant contempt and the greatest insult to the enemy.

No matter how clamoring you are, you are not regarded as a human being at all, and the faint disdain in Yang Fan's eyes is clear at a glance.

"you you……"

Fatty Li felt his face was dull, and couldn't help gnashing his teeth at Yang Fan.

However, Yang Fan didn't even bother to look at him directly, ignoring him like air.

Yang Guang narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Yang Fan for a moment. He faintly noticed that the other party's mind had undergone a new transformation after some practice.

"It's possible that he was just a pharmacist who saved lives and healed the wounded?"

Yang Guang was very scheming, just like Yang Lei, he had some doubts about Yang Fan's identity as a pharmacist at this time.

He also secretly said: Let me take a look at his current medical skills. If the medical skills are excellent, it is impossible for them to have particularly high attainments in other areas...

Indeed, it is only a medical skill, and it takes a lot of hard work to be proficient.If one is immersed in this way, it will be difficult to achieve certain achievements in cultivating the righteous way of immortality.

This is also one of the reasons why Yang Guang came to Wuliu Town this time.

It is such an elegant secular living room, but at this moment, several cultivators gather here.

Yang Fan and Lin Zhong have two on one side.

Yang Guang, Fatty Li, and Hu Banxian.

In addition, Yang Fan also found several immortal cultivators in the living room.

One of them was an old man in his seventies, dressed in common clothes, with a mild complexion, piercing eyes, several storage bags tied around his waist, and even a medicine basket behind him.

Yang Fan looked at the old man, feeling very familiar. The old man clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, don't you know me?"

Suddenly, Yang Fan stood up quickly and gave a slight salute: "So it's Pharmacist Zheng!"

"Young master really impressed me. Although I lost all my mana, I returned to the world of cultivating immortals in just two months, and studied the way of medicine. I will see it later."

Pharmacist Zheng smiled kindly at Yang Fan.

It turned out that Zheng Yaoshi was one of Yangjiabao's guest officials. He was in the late stage of Qi refining, but he possessed extraordinary medical skills and was also proficient in alchemy.In Yang Family Fort, even the elders of the second generation of Concentration respected him very much.

"Pharmacist Zheng is being too polite, how dare Mr. Yang play tricks on others."

Yang Fan said very politely and modestly.

He understood that this Zheng Yaoshi could not be on Yang Guang's side. His status in Yangjiabao was aloof. As a guest, he generally stood in a neutral position and did not participate in the intrigue of secular interests.

Besides Pharmacist Zheng, there are several other guests in the living room who are also pharmacists.

Come to think of it, this rare "friendship through medicine", the competition of medical skills between pharmacists, has attracted the attention of many monks near Wuliu Town.

Everyone sat quietly in the living room for a while, the bead curtain of the side room was lifted, and a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes walked in.

It was Liu Degui, the mayor of Wuliu Town.

Liu Degui inspected the dozen or so people in the house, and said in a clear voice: "It is the honor of Wuliu Town and my Liu XX that all the distinguished guests come to the humble house. This time, the main participants are Mr. Yang and Hu Banxian. Pharmacist, the rest of the distinguished guests can be witnesses at the side. All the folks and elders outside the house are also one of the notaries."

"Come on, open the door!"

Liu Degui said one after another, asking the servants to open the door of the living room, so that the people outside and people from other parties can see the situation in the living room.

"To make friends through medicine, this is a contest between pharmacists, this time we can increase our knowledge..."

"I heard that Hu Banxian is a legendary immortal teacher who is proficient in the art of ghosts and gods. Will Mr. Yang be his opponent?"

"I believe that Brother Fan will definitely win. He is also a former fairy teacher, and he will be afraid of Hu Banxian."

Tieniu also shouted in the crowd that both he and Nangong Yu supported Yang Fan.

……

Not long after, the entrance of this VIP living room was completely blocked. In Mayor Liu's other courtyard, there were 200 people crowded, most of them came to watch the excitement.

Seeing this situation, Yang Fan and Hu Banxian both showed a smile on their faces.

The eyes of the two met suddenly, and the light flickered, as if a spark had been knocked out in the void.

"Now I announce that the pharmacists present in the 'Medical Association' are pharmacists Zheng from Yangjiabao and three senior pharmacists from the county. They have the right to express their own unique opinions on this competition of medical skills. Their opinions will also be taken into consideration for the final victory or defeat. Of course, the most important speaker is Liu’s daughter, Liu Manxiang. Because she is a patient in the “Medicine Association”.”

After some speeches, Liu Degui glanced at Yang Fan and Hu Banxian, and said with a smile:
"Young Master Yang and Hu Banxian are invited to enter the inner room to treat the little girl. A few doctors can also watch with them, and the rest stay in the living room and outside the house."

Soon, a maid unscrewed the bead curtain of the inner room, and a gum could be faintly seen inside, separated by a layer of translucent gauze.

Yang Fan and Hu Banxian looked at each other and walked into the side room at the same time.

The bead curtain was still open, the distinguished guests in the living room just couldn't watch closely, and the people outside could only vaguely see some scenes.

Soon, under the leadership of Liu Degui, the two came to the front of the gums. Through the translucent veil, the lying woman could be vaguely seen inside.

This layer of veil naturally couldn't stop the eyes of the cultivator. Yang Fan smiled and looked into Liu Manxiang's eyes.

"Come here, get the silk thread." Liu Degui coughed lightly.

silk?

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood.

As soon as the words were finished, a servant girl pulled a thin thread about Zhang Xu, lightly tied it on Liu Manxiang's slender and fair wrist, and then brought the other part of the thread to Yang Fan and Hu Banxian.

Take the pulse!

In an instant, everyone on the field was shocked, especially those mortals.

"Hanging the thread to feel the pulse, this is a legendary medical technique..."

The people outside the house suddenly started talking.

Hanging a thread to feel the pulse is generally used for people with special status, usually noble women. Doctors use this method of hanging a thread to feel the pulse in order to avoid differences in identity and gender when treating such people.

Of course, this is also a kind of rumor, and ordinary mortals are only limited to what they hear.

"Yang Yaoshi, the key to this medical competition is you. Whether you can cure the young lady's illness, the old man is somewhat sure, but I don't know what means you have."

Hu Banxian said with a smile.

"Okay, let me go first."

Yang Fan said calmly, and took the thin thread from the maid's hand.

In an instant, the audience fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on his hands.

"Hanging the thread to feel the pulse..."

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up slightly, not knowing who came up with the ghostly idea.

To be honest, he has never learned this legendary medical technique...

(Second watch arrives, my ticket...)
(End of this chapter)