Urban divine farmer medical immortal

The faces of the people present all changed. Hua Qifeng's cold appearance became more urgent. He grabbed the housekeeper's shoulder and asked, "is my father's injury going on again?"

"Young city master, not long after you left, the city master's injury began to recur. This time it was more serious than before."

The careworn way of the housekeeper.

"Come with me to see my father."

Hua Qifeng pushed the housekeeper away and walked anxiously towards the inner room.

Sunan frowned a few times and followed him. He came with huaqifeng, but no one stopped him.

Soon, they arrived at the bedroom, which was not very big and antique. There were several people standing in the room, all around the bed, and the air was full of strong medicine smell.

"Let's get out of the way, young city master is coming." The housekeeper's voice rang out.

"Father."

Hua Qifeng ran to the bed. There was a middle-aged man lying on the bed. He looked very thin, almost covered with skin and bone. His face was dark and frightening.

"Feng'er." Hua Yuchuan is struggling to sit up.

Hua Qifeng reached out and helped him up: "father, what's the matter with you?"

Hua Yuchuan waved his hand and said, "it's OK. I'm ok."

Although his mouth said so, but the spirit is extremely depressed, people have the illusion of swallowing at any time.

"As for the doctors, haven't they asked you to invite the best doctors?"

Hua Qifeng turned around and asked coldly to the people in the room.

"Young city master, we have invited three times, but the best doctor in Zhengwu state is not willing to come." The housekeeper's face was ugly and even a little angry.

"Damn it, please go to me again. If you don't come, help him directly." Hua Qifeng said angrily.

"Young city master, no!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in armor stood up to stop.

"Second uncle, what do you mean? Do you want to watch your father die?"

Hua Chenwu's expression is very calm, and there is no worry on his face, which makes Sunan a little curious. From the address, the elder brother lying on the bed is his elder brother. He even prevents Hua Qifeng from going to see a doctor.

"Young city master, the best doctor in Zhengwu Prefecture is old man Qiurong. His son is a disciple of the sword palace. If we bring him here by force, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for Zhengwu Prefecture."

"Yes, this Qiurong old man is not a good kind. We can't afford it."

"Young city master, please think twice."

"The power of the sword Palace should not be provoked."

The people in the room came out again and again to advise.

Huaqifeng's cold face was ugly.

When Sunan heard the name of the sword palace, his face moved slightly. He was just seen by Yunxiu next to him, so he asked in a low voice, "Sunan, what are you thinking?"

"Who is this old man Qiurong? Why doesn't he want to treat the city Lord?"

Yunxiu's face immediately showed disgust and said: "Qiurong Qiurong, in fact, means to seek glory and wealth. This man has excellent medical skills. He once unintentionally cured the injury of an immortal master in the sword palace, and his son worshipped under the door of the sword palace. From then on, this man can't be put away."

Hearing this, Sunan was even more curious: "it's just seeking glory and wealth. Can't the grand zhengwuzhou city master satisfy him?"

"Well, satisfied?"

The man next to him said, "this man has a big appetite. When the Lord of the city was injured, he went to invite him. Do you know what conditions he offered?"

"What conditions?" Asked Sunan subconsciously.

"The old man Qiurong asked him to take a fancy to the younger sister of the young city Lord, and asked her to be his concubine. Who would agree?"

The people in the room were angry and angry when they mentioned it, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Who let his son be a disciple of the sword palace.

Although the status of the outer disciples in the sword palace is low, they are not able to provoke.

"Well, go and invite him, and tell him that as long as he heals his father's injury, I will promise him." Hua Qifeng interrupted the noise in the room with a wave.

"No way!"

Hua Yuchuan struggled.

"Father

"No way!"

"Young city master, that old man Qiurong is just a toad. He wants to eat swan meat. He's old. How can we let the young lady spoil him?" The people on the side are in a hurry.

"You don't have to quarrel. I've asked people to invite old Qiurong."

Just then, a light voice came from the door.

Sunan looked up and saw a woman at the door. She was like a fairy in a trance, wearing a pomegranate skirt. She was graceful, with bright white teeth and curving willow eyebrows. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be stained with tears, and her pretty face was a bit sad. She was a beautiful woman.

It's the first time for Sunan to see such a beautiful woman in ancient costume.

"Huadie, you..."

Huadie said faintly: "I've asked people to issue a notice in the city. Whoever can cure his father's disease, I'll follow him."

"No, no!"

The people in the room look anxious, Hua Yuchuan is forced to struggle to sit up: "no, I don't agree, second brother, immediately let people tear the notice, even if I die, I will not use my daughter's happiness for my own life."

"Ha ha ha, the Lord of Huacheng is serious. How can miss Huadie sacrifice happiness when she follows me?"

Just at this time, a happy laugh came from the door.

The visitor was almost 70 years old, with pearly hair, white hair and wrinkled face. He was as dry as a thousand year old tree bark. As soon as he entered the house, his thin mouse eyes fell on Hua die.

The people in the room didn't expect the other party to come so quickly, and didn't react at all.

"Mr. Qiurong, my father's illness will get rid of you." Hua die's voice is very cold, but it's very nice and contradictory.

"Ha ha, since I have come, the Lord of Huacheng will give it to me." Qiurong old man smashed his mouth.

Hua Yuchuan's face turned black: "Mr. Qiurong, I'm well. I'm sorry to trouble you for being wronged."

"Hehe, why should the city Lord deceive himself? In my opinion, the city Lord's wound has gone deep into the bone marrow. If he doesn't get treatment in time, he will not be able to hold on for an hour."

"What?"

The people in the room were shocked.

"Then I'd like to ask Mr. Qiu Rong to use his magic hand to rejuvenate." Hua die said, "as long as my father is cured, I will keep my word."

"Ha ha, it's natural. Since I'm here, I can make the Lord recover." Qiu Rong swept around the room and then said, "I also believe in Miss Hua die's promise. I believe no one dares to break his word with me."

Hua die said, "you guys, I'm willing to do this. You don't have to worry about it."

All the people in the room didn't speak. They just stared at the old man Qiurong. His eyes seemed to swallow him.

Qiurong didn't care. He went to the bed and said faintly, "the Lord of the city is seriously injured. You go out first. I'll heal the Lord of the city alone."

"Then get rid of it, sir."

Hua die's voice is very light, but not half a silk of joy.

Just as everyone was about to leave the room, Sunan, who had never spoken, stood in the same place and suddenly said, "do you all believe in this quack talk?"