After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

"Yeah." Before the passerby left, he added another sentence, "You should also come to Yancheng to seek medical treatment, right? This statue was specially built by the Ning family five years ago."

"I heard that before seeking medical treatment, I pray to a ghost doctor, and I can get better faster."

After Feng San listened, he really bowed in earnest.

Si Fuqing: "..."

It's good to say goodbye, she herself doesn't have this effect, right? !

After Feng San worshipped, he was stunned when he saw the girl looking at the statue with a complicated expression: "Miss Si knows about ghosts and gods?"

The ghost hand and heavenly doctor disappeared for several years, and they searched for a long time and couldn't find it.

Feng San thought, since Si Fuqing is a doctor, there might be some gossip.

Si Fuqing thought for a while: "I don't know, but I think this title is quite a middle school?"

Feng San: "..."

Forget it, don’t be afraid of those who don’t know.

Si Fuqing coughed lightly and looked humbly asking for advice: "Why don't you tell me?"

"Yeah." Feng San nodded, "If there is a ranking of genius doctors in the world, the ghost doctor will definitely be ranked first."

Si Fuqing blinked: "Is it that powerful?"

"Of course." Feng San added, "There is absolutely no word for 'failure' under the hands of the ghost doctor. He is a god-level existence who can steal people from the king of hell. I heard that the word 'ghost hand' came from this way. "

Si Fuqing: "..."

She had to believe what she said.

Feng San pursed his lips, looked at Yu Xiheng, and whispered, "Ninth Brother, if only I could have hired a ghost doctor."

If he could meet a ghost doctor, Yu Xiheng's leg would definitely be cured.

Yu Xiheng leaned on the wheelchair, closed her eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "Let's go with the flow."

Si Fuqing thought casually while pushing him forward.

Her medical skills were learned from a dead old man, and she also took up his mantle.

The dead old man has a quirky temperament, saving people depends on her mood, which caused her to learn badly.

Except for the name Ghost Hand and Heavenly Doctor.

It's really middle school.

But the dead old man liked it very much, and he specially asked her to write a letter and frame it, and hang it on the wall every day, saying that she was happy to look at it every day.

She saw that he was really sick.

Si Fuqing let out a breath slowly, and looked back at the statue again. For the first time, he felt a sense of shame.

Fortunately, the carving is not like her at all.

What does the statue of Ghost Hand and Heavenly Doctor have to do with her Si Fuqing?

Thinking of this, Si Fuqing felt a lot lighter.

Ten minutes later, the three arrived at their destination.

This is a big manor.

The willow branches hang down, scattered with mottled fragments.

The shallow sound of the pipa and the guzheng are intertwined, and the sound is long and long.

The clear stream flowed over the stone, and the ripples swayed, surrounded by a few bird calls.

The architectural style is quite the style of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Si Fuqing raised his head and caught a glimpse of the word "Ning" on the door plaque.

The Ning family is not even a big family.

However, the Ning family had many famous doctors in their hands, and the wealthy families in the four-nine cities had to be respectful.

After all, a doctor is a profession that no one wants to offend.

Si Fu narrowed his eyes.

Most of the witch doctors gather in the Xizhou area of ​​Daxia, and they are good at witchcraft. They can not only communicate yin and yang, but also medicine.

But in the words of the dead old man, the medical skills of the witch doctor are not orthodox, and they harm others and themselves.

The manor is very grand, and the number of servants is also very large.

Shen Xingyun had already contacted this side before, and he said that it was for the treatment of leg problems, but the housekeeper recognized it at a glance.

He took a step forward and looked at Yu Xiheng for a few seconds: "This is Mr. Scotland who made an appointment last month, right?"

Feng San's hand had already grasped the hidden weapon, and he responded without a trace: "Yes."

"There are guests in front, you need to wait." The housekeeper nodded, "Please come here, please don't go in early to disturb the distinguished guests."

"If anything goes wrong, you won't be able to bear it either. The Ning family has strict rules. If you break it, you won't be able to find a doctor in Daxia."

The contempt inside and outside the words made Feng San's eyes instantly burst with murderous intent.

Si Fu narrowed his eyes.

Yu Xiheng raised her hand, her eyes were still, and her voice was calm: "Go over there."

The three stopped by the stone table.

Si Fuqing glanced at the housekeeper, bent down slightly, and put his chin on the back of the wheelchair: "Boss."

The man's voice was low: "Huh?"

"How much does it cost to hire a witch doctor?"

Yu Xiheng has never cared much about money, and answered Feng San: "The deposit is one million yuan. We will see if it can be cured in the future, and then pay according to the required medicinal materials and labor."

"Ninth brother's leg is a stubborn disease. If it can be cured, it will cost at least two billion."

Si Fuqing: "!"

Only the golden light blingbling flashed before her eyes.

This group of witch doctors is too much. She didn't ask for such an exorbitant price to heal others before.

"Boss, I don't think they can." Si Fuqing said seriously, "If you ask me, I will give you half the price, and I will guarantee that you will land like a whirlwind and float easily."

Yu Xiheng turned her head slightly and saw that the girl's fox eyes were shining brighter than the stars.

He paused, not knowing whether to believe it or not, and smiled slightly: "Okay."

Feng San covered his face.

Seriously reply to such words, his ninth brother is really abnormal.

**

On the other side, the hall.

"We have already prepared all the medicinal materials that Young Master Yu needs." The middle-aged man smiled, "Next time Young Master Yu doesn't need to make a trip in person, just say something on the Internet, we will let the people from Daxia Escort escort us. I'll send it to you directly to Sijiucheng."

"It's not necessary." Yu Yao shook his head, "I'd better keep an eye on this part of the herbs myself."

"That's it." The middle-aged man thought for a few seconds, then said tentatively, "I don't know if Young Master Yu is still connected with Senior Ghost Hand and Heavenly Doctor?"

Yu Yao was stunned when he heard the words, and pursed his lips slightly: "Not yet."

He suffered from aphasia because of a kidnapping case before, and he has been unable to cure it. He indulged in a holographic online game in the game cabin all day long.

Fortunately, when the Yu family was about to give up on him, he met a great player with the title "Ghost Doctor" in the game.

Guishoutian cured his aphasia.

After that, Yu Yao logged into the game on time every day, but he never met this great player again, so he could only admire his demeanor on the leaderboard.

Later, the ghost hand and heavenly doctor disappeared completely, and there was no news.

He and Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor do not know each other at all, and he knows very little about this great player.

Only later did Yu Yao know that in reality, the ghost doctor is also a god-like existence.

The middle-aged man was not discouraged, but said, "If Senior Ghost Hand and Heavenly Doctor contact Young Master Yu, please tell the Ning family as soon as possible."

Yu Yao smiled and said, "Naturally."

The middle-aged man personally sent Yu Yao out.

"Sir." The housekeeper saluted respectfully when the middle-aged man came out. "It's ten o'clock, and the patient from abroad is already waiting outside."

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Let them wait."

What else could be more important than a ghost doctor?