Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 62
"Good guy, how come there are so many ginseng here, and the age is not low, it's really strange."

Seeing the scene in the crevice of the stone, Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, and murmured in a low voice in bewilderment.

When Zhao Ji was still in a daze, Zixing was not polite, he jumped into the ginseng field, picked a big one, pulled out, and gnawed happily.

After more than a dozen mouthfuls, a huge ginseng went down half way down, Zi Xing stopped talking, and held most of the remaining half tightly in his claws, it's not good for a baby.

"I asked why Zixing is so spiritual. It turned out that these thousand-year-old ginsengs were often taken as three meals a day, and that's why they became psychic aliens."

Zhao Ji thought he had found the answer to all kinds of supernatural powers of Zixing.

Entering Baoshan will definitely not return empty-handed, Zhao Ji went in, picked a few big ginseng, and was not too greedy, so he was ready to turn around and go back.

Just after he came out of the crack in the rock, Zhao Ji swept his gaze, but saw a big hole on the left side, curious in his heart, he rushed over to have a look, and a faint fishy smell came to his nostrils.

"Could it be that this is the cave where the black tiger lives?"

Taking a casual look, Zhao Ji made some guesses based on the scattered animal bones in the cave.

Thinking about it, both Heihu and Zixing found the ginseng in the crevice of the stone, maybe it was by mistake, maybe it was the intuition of the animals, they had eaten ginseng for thousands of years before they could have supernatural powers.

Knowing the benefits of thousand-year-old ginseng, both Zixing and Heihu must want to take these ginsengs for themselves, and it is precisely because of this that the two will become enemies and fight endlessly.

Zixing was squatting on his shoulders. Before Zhao Ji returned to Feisheng Hall, Song Yuanqiao and Hu Qingniu were still waiting there. He quickly went up two steps and said with a smile: "Zhao Ji is really sorry for keeping Brother Song and Brother Hu waiting for a long time. My business is done, we can go."

The three of them walked hand in hand, and they would soon leave the valley. Before going down the peak, Zhao Ji bid farewell to Zixing, patted its head, and said kindly: "Zixing, I'm leaving again, you have to take good care of it." Myself, without the black tiger as your opponent, you can become the king in this valley."

"Hahaha, let's go."

Throwing the purple star and carrying it up the tree, Zhao Da laughed three times, together with Song Yuanqiao and Hu Qingniu, they went down the Feisheng Peak one after another.

Although Hu Qingniu is good at medical skills and his martial arts cultivation is not too high, but he is not weaker than Zhao Ji.

Quietly, the three of them returned to Zengjia Village, thinking about Ling Shuanghua's illness in his heart, Zhao Ji didn't dare to neglect, and immediately said to Hu Qingniu: "Brother Hu, I have an important matter here, and I need your help. I don't know, can you help me?" Willing to help."

"What is it, let's hear it."

Not daring to agree fully, Hu Qingniu frowned and asked.

Taking a deep look at Hu Qingniu, Zhao Ji said carefully: "This matter is difficult for us, but it is easy for Brother Hu. I have a brother, and his wife Suffering from a serious illness, I have seen many doctors, but she has not been cured, Brother Hu is known as the Immortal Doctor, so he should be able to cure her."

"So that's it, okay, I can go and have a look."

Knowing the whole story, Hu Qingniu raised his brows and readily agreed.

Hu Qingniu's temper may be a little bit weird. In Yitian, he only wants to heal the illnesses and injuries of Mingjiao people, but when he comes to heaven, it is a completely strange place. face.

"That's really great, come on, Brother Hu, please come with me."

Although he was very sure that Hu Qingniu would agree, and when he did agree, Zhao Ji was extremely happy.

Zhao Ji led the way, and Hu Qingniu followed closely. When he arrived outside the house where Ding Dian lived, he rushed in and spoke loudly.

"Brother Ding, I'm back, and I brought a genius doctor with me."

In the main room, Ling Shuanghua was lying on a recliner. Her face was pale, her breath was weak, and her condition was clearly quite serious.

Beside Ling Shuanghua, Ding Dian was close to each other, holding her pair of jade hands tightly with his big hands, laughing with her and weeping with her.

"Brother Ding, I'm back, and I've brought back a miracle doctor."

Straight into the main room, Zhao Ji said to Ding Dian loudly with a hint of joy on his face: "Brother Ding, this is Hu Qingniu, a doctor of Butterfly Valley, with superb medical skills, maybe he can cure Mrs. Ding's illness."

As soon as he heard that Zhao Ji had invited back a genius doctor, Ding Dian was both surprised and delighted, he got up quickly, looked past Zhao Ji, to Hu Qingniu, and asked excitedly, "Is this the genius doctor you invited back?"

"That's right, it's the divine doctor."

Zhao Ji nodded.

"Genius doctor, come and take a look. What's wrong with my wife? Many people have seen it and said that she is weak in both qi and blood. However, she can't be cured all the time. Please ask the genius doctor to show his skills and save my wife."

In an almost desperate situation, he had to meet a genius doctor. How could Ding Dian not grasp at the straw and ask for help urgently.

"Okay, let me take a look."

Slightly nodding to Ding Dian, Hu Qingniu came to sit down in front of Ling Shuanghua and asked her to stretch out her hand to feel his pulse and determine the illness.

Slightly closing his eyes, Hu Qingniu concentrated his attention on it. After dozens of breaths, he opened his eyes, frowned tightly, got up and walked back and forth.

During the whole process of Hu Qingniu's diagnosis, one of Ding Dian's eyes was staring at him closely, paying attention to his every move, with obvious anxiety in his expression.

"Master Hu, how is my wife's condition?"

The urgency in Ding Dian's heart cannot be suppressed by reason. Seeing Hu Qingniu's silence for a long time, he immediately asked.

"Her condition is not serious. It's a disease caused by worry and worry. After a long time, her energy will be wasted, her blood will be weak, and her foundation has been damaged."

Hu Qingniu opened his mouth and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Hu, this disease of wasting energy and weak qi and blood can be mild or serious. Judging from Sister Ding's condition, it is clear that she is terminally ill. I don't know, but there are still ways to cure it."

Zhao Ji asked aloud.

He glanced at Zhao Ji in surprise, Hu Qingniu said: "Brother Zhao, could it be that you also know the way of medicine."

"I don't know much about it."

In fact, Zhao Ji didn't know much about medicine, at most he only knew some modern methods of dealing with wounds, but when Hu Qingniu ascended to the sky, he had all the medical principles in his mind.

"Master Hu, can this disease be cured?"

Not getting an answer for a moment, Ding Dian felt uneasy and couldn't help asking again anxiously.

Frowning slightly, he seemed to be dissatisfied, but Hu Qingniu didn't show any sign of it, but nodded with certainty and replied: "It can be cured."

The mere two words made Ding Dian overjoyed, he couldn't help it, he had only been with Ling Shuanghua for more than ten days, he naturally didn't want her to die, but there was no way to ask for help, Hu Qingniu said it could be cured, it was like a fairy's voice in his ears.

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Chapter 1 delivered.

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