Master uncle?

Young?

Doctor Yue actually has a young uncle in his junior teacher?

At a young age, he was able to become the uncle of Doctor Yue’s junior teacher... What kind of immortal is this?

Moreover, it seems that Doctor Yue is very worshiping to the junior teacher’s uncle.

There have always been some rumors about Doctor Yue’s sect and the aristocratic family circles.

It is said that the medical skills of the divine doctor Yue were inherited from an old god.

That old god is truly able to live dead people, flesh and bones. The old god himself has never known how many years he has lived.

Before, Yi Shenglong scoffed at this legend.

Still an old god?

Living dead, flesh and bones?

I don’t know how old I have lived?

It's just a joke! Isn't this an insult to someone's IQ?

But now, Yi Shenglong really believes it a little.

I saw Yue Tianxiang holding the little bronze man in his hand and muttering.

Only then did Yi Shenglong have the opportunity to look carefully. He saw that the bronze man was densely packed with lines, dots, and silver needles were pierced.

Yi Shenglong understood that this was a villain who was acupuncture.

Doctor Yue seems to be studying some acupuncture techniques!

After a long time, I saw Doctor Yue suddenly looking up, as if I had just seen Sun Xinji and Yue Tianxiang.

"Who is this skeleton? How scary is it that brings him in!"

Doctor Yue scolded Sun Xinji.

Yi Shenglong almost choked to death.

Skeleton?

All right!

He is indeed quite like a skeleton now, but, saying that is too much of a blow to people, right?

"Ahem!"

Sun Xinji coughed twice and said:

"Master, this skeleton has an appointment, and it is not something I brought to scare you casually. He is Yi Shenglong!"

"Yes, Doctor Yue! It's me! I am Yi Shenglong from the Yi family! I have visited you with my elders before!" Yi Shenglong said quickly.

"Yi Shenglong?"

Doctor Yue was stunned for a moment and looked at Yi Shenglong up and down.

"What did you do? How did you make yourself look like this?"

Yue Tianxiang also had a little impression of Yi Shenglong.

Although Yi Shenglong, before, dared not say that he was so handsome! At least, he was also a child of a noble family and was very romantic.

Now, he is really as thin as a ghost.

"It's not that I made myself look like this!" Yi Shenglong really cried.

Who would deliberately make himself like this?

"I was in Citi, and I was plotted by a man. I was injured!" Yi Shenglong said.

"Are you beaten?"

"Yes!" Yi Shenglong nodded, "The other party just brushed it so gently in front of me. At that time, I felt a little chill in my chest, and then..."

Yi Shenglong dared not hide it, and explained the causes and consequences of the matter clearly.

"With a gentle brush, you become weaker and weaker?"

Yue Tianxiang frowned and walked forward.

"Let me take your pulse."

While speaking, he reached out and held Yi Shenglong's wrist and put his fingers on his pulse.

After a moment, Yue Tianxiang frowned.

Change one hand and take the pulse carefully again.

Finally, my hands were raised and my brows became tighter.

After looking up at the sky and thinking for a while, Yue Tianxiang shook his head and said:

"I can't cure your disease!"

"ah?"

Yi Shenglong was immediately stunned as if he was struck by lightning.

"It's not cured? Doctor Yue, help me!"

Yi Shenglong realized that it seemed that Doctor Yue had just taken the pulse!

I didn't check him carefully!

"Doctor Yue, you have to worry! Our Yi family and you have had many years of friendship! If you don't look at monks and Buddha's faces... you can't ignore me! You can't stand by death and refuse to save me!"

Yi Shenglong struggled, trying to go forward and hug Yue Tianxiang's thighs.

However, after struggling for a while, he fell down.

He was too weak to stand up.

Yue Tianxiang took a step back and glanced at Yi Shenglong with some disgust.

He knew something about Yi Shenglong's style.

Typical children of aristocratic families are arrogant to ordinary people; they are extremely flattering to those with higher identities than them.

However, Yi Shenglong is right.

There was indeed many years of friendship between Yue Tianxiang and the Yi family.

Although this kind of friendship is mostly about interest, it can be considered a bit of emotion over time.

Now, as a child of the Yi family, Yi Shenglong came to him. If Yue Tianxiang completely ignored it, it would be a bit unreasonable.

"Young Master Yi!"

The life assistant rushed forward and helped Yi Shenglong up.

"Carry him in!"

Yue Tianxiang could only wave his hand.

Some things he just doesn't want to get involved in is not what he is afraid of.

He is a doctor himself.

Even if some people are unhappy because of saving someone, the other party dares not do anything to him.

After giving an order, Yue Tianxiang turned around and entered the room.

The living assistant quickly hugged Yi Shenglong, followed behind and placed it on the hospital bed.

Yi Shenglong was obviously much more serious this time, looking at, listening, asking and touching.

Several processes have been completed.

After thinking for a while, he took out a silver needle and stabbed several key acupoints on Yi Shenglong's body back and forth.

Finally, he sighed softly and put down the silver needle in his hand.

"It's not that I don't save you. But, I really can't save you this disease! No! To be precise, you're not sick, but injured." Yue Tianxiang shook his head and said.

"Ah? You can't even cure Dr. Yue? Then...will I be dead?"

Yi Shenglong was as if he was struck by lightning.

In Western medicine, Citi's top doctors cannot cure his disease, and even the lesions cannot be detected.

In traditional Chinese medicine, Doctor Yue is helpless...

This is simply hopeless!

"Not necessarily!" Doctor Yue thought for a while and said, "The person who tied the bell must untie it!"

Yue Tianxiang decided to give Yi Shenglong some advice.

"The only one who can save you is the one who takes action!"
To be continued...