Medical Sovereign

Wen Laoben didn't want to be a member of the referee team, but hearing what Colamisu said made him change his mind.

He immediately stood up and walked towards the rostrum, saying in a calm tone: "I didn't expect that after so many years of seeing each other, little Fei Er's temper has improved."

Little Phil?

Everyone looked at Mr. Wen in astonishment, not knowing who Little Feil he was talking about.

The expressions of only a few friends who had a close relationship with Coramisu changed slightly, and they looked at Mr. Wen in shock. Xiao Fei was Coramisu's nickname, and no one had called him that for decades. Now, who is this old Eastern man in front of me?

When Koramisu heard the familiar yet unfamiliar voice, he trembled all over. His eyes were fixed on the oncoming Mr. Wen. The old face gradually overlapped with a figure in his memory, which made his brain pound. There was an explosion, and he stood up suddenly, stared at Mr. Wen, and asked with a trembling voice: "You are...Master Wen."

"Hey, Xiao Fei's memory is pretty good. He still remembers me. Not bad."

Wen Laoyun said calmly.

But that calm tone was like a thunderbolt from the blue, making Koramisu tremble all over. His old, cloudy eyes burst into disbelief, and memories that had been sealed in his mind for many years surged out.

More than sixty years ago, when he was just a teenager, he suddenly contracted a strange disease. The royal family summoned the world's most famous doctors for consultation, but they could not even identify the cause, let alone cure it. .

Even the world's most famous doctors were helpless against this strange disease. At that time, Colamisu was in despair and could only lie in bed quietly waiting for death.

But in the end, the royal family did not know where they invited this mysterious Master Wen, and it only took him three days to get rid of the disease and recover as before. This made him respect this savior like a god.

It was precisely because of his heartfelt admiration for Master Wen that he voluntarily gave up his right to inherit the throne, devoted all his attention to medical research, and vowed to be a doctor who could treat illnesses and save lives like Master Wen.

It can be said that the appearance of Master Wen completely changed his life. Even though more than sixty years have passed and he has grown old, the emaciated figure that gave him hope in life when he was most desperate has always been hidden deep in his heart. Deep in my memory, I have never forgotten a moment.

However, Master Wen looked like this back then. More than sixty years have passed. Why is he still looking like that, with no signs of aging at all?

In this regard,

Colamisu was full of doubts, but the appearance of Mr. Wen and the tone of calling him "Little Fei" were exactly the same as before. He was sure that the Mr. Wen in front of him was definitely the Wen Lao he could not forget for more than sixty years. There is no doubt that the master is himself.

"Master Wen, how have you been these past few years?"

Koramisu rushed forward excitedly, put his right hand on his chest respectfully, and bowed ninety degrees in greeting.

There was a dead silence in the whole place, everyone was dumbfounded and looked at this scene in disbelief.

Who is Colamisu? He is not only the top medical professor, but also a prince of the French royal family. In terms of status and dignity, there are only a handful of people in the world who can surpass him.

No matter how hard they thought, they couldn't figure out who this ordinary old man from the East was, who could actually allow Prince Coramisu to give such a grand gift.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry."

Mr. Wen patted Koramisu on the shoulder and said with a smile. That look was exactly the way an elder would treat a junior, which surprised everyone.

"Master Wen, please sit down. I didn't know you were the boss before, so Xiao Fei was rude and made you laugh."

With deep admiration in Colamisu's eyes, he did not bother to discuss with others and respectfully gave up his referee position to Mr. Wen.

"Professor Colamisu, this Master Wen is..."

Carlos was not stupid. Seeing that Colamisu was so respectful to Mr. Wen, he knew that Mr. Wen's identity must not be simple, so he asked quietly.

Koramisu was respectful to Master Wen, but he was not so polite to others. He frowned and said impatiently: "You are not qualified to know Master Wen's identity."

A flash of anger flashed in Carlos's eyes, but he suppressed it. He sneered angrily and closed his mouth obediently.

After all, Koramisu has the status of a prince, and he is definitely not someone who, as a medical expert, can easily offend.

Carlos had hit a soft spot, and the other two referees did not dare to ask any more questions no matter how curious they were.

What's even more terrible is that Colamisu refused the proposal to add another position and insisted on standing behind Master Wen like a disciple. He also claimed that he was not qualified to sit in front of Master Wen, which made several referees' expressions change. Neither standing nor sitting, just sitting on pins and needles.

Fortunately, Mr. Wen was considerate and told them not to be nervous. He was just making a temporary cameo. After all, he had some knowledge in alchemy.

"Mr. Wen, long time no see."

What shocked them the most was that Katharina, whom they had always looked down upon because she was too young, greeted Mr. Wen gracefully and gracefully. She seemed to be very familiar with him, which made Koramisu dumbfounded. If he had known earlier The two of them knew each other, so how could he dare to have the slightest contempt for Katharina.

Mr. Wen smiled kindly and said cheerfully: "Yu Ji, how is your father?"

"Mengwen Lao Guan'ai, my father is very good now and is cultivating his mind and character at the master's door."

Caesarina's eyes darkened, she immediately regained her composure and answered naturally.

Ding Ning was slightly startled, and his expression turned strange. Isn't this Mr. Wen a member of the Rothschild family? It's really strange that he looks so familiar with that big scourge Tian Xuanzi. Does that guy have any friends?

"Haha, Wen is very pleased to hear news from an old friend after more than ten years of separation."

Wen Lao sighed sadly, but he couldn't hide the smile on his lips. He was muttering to himself, what about cultivating one's mind and character? That disaster must have caused something else. He was locked up in Tianji Pavilion and forced to think about it. Let's get through it.

"That Mr. Wen, we know nothing about alchemy. Now that you are here, you will be the referee."

Katharina noticed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and she couldn't hold it anymore, so she quickly changed the topic.

Anyone with such an unreliable father would be embarrassed if he told her about it, especially Mr. Wen, who knew so much about her family, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

"That's fine."

Mr. Wen chuckled and turned to Ding Ning, who was always watching coldly: "My dear friend, can you take a look at the refined elixir?"

"Since you are the referee, of course you can."

Ding Ning reached out and threw the jade bottle containing an elixir towards Mr. Wen.

But this throw frightened everyone, because the medicine bottle whizzed like a bullet and went straight to Mr. Wen's face.

Koramisu was so shocked that he lost his mind and shouted: "Master Wen, be careful."

"Young friend, you are testing whether I am qualified to be the referee."

But Mr. Wen smiled slightly, without moving his shoulders or shaking his body. He stretched out his hand and gently grabbed it, easily removing the force and holding the medicine bottle firmly in his hand.

Ding Ning's face was calm and he said calmly: "Because of your relationship with the great disaster, I will give you this Kaiyuan Pill."

Before he finished speaking, a medicine bottle that was exactly the same as before fell steadily on the referee's table, which made Wen Lao's expression change with horror. He looked at Ding Ning with shock in his eyes.

With his strength, he didn't even notice that what Ding Ning threw were two medicine bottles at the same time. It was in vain that he still boasted that he was qualified to be a referee. If Ding Ning really wanted to kill him, I'm afraid he would be a dead man by now. .

He is in his early twenties, but possesses strength far beyond his own. What kind of monster is he?

But what shocked him even more was that Ding Ning gave him a Kaiyuan Pill in the name of Tian Xuanzi. What did this mean? It showed that the suppressed injuries in his body were not hidden from his eyes at all.

He was wrong, he was wrong. This Ding Ning was not practicing a secret technique that concealed his strength. Instead, he was someone whose strength far exceeded his own. He couldn't see through it at all.

When he thought of his previous comments about Ding Ning in front of Xemili, he felt his old face burning.

But when his eyes fell on the Kaiyuan Pill in his hand, he could no longer look away. His mind went blank, his breathing became rapid, his eyes were hot, and he clutched the medicine bottle as if he had found a treasure, trembling. He murmured: "Three-marked Heavenly Pill, it turned out to be Three-marked Heavenly Pill..."

Sun Yaozu suddenly raised his head and stared at the Kaiyuan Pill in Elder Wen's hand in disbelief. However, the pill was held tightly in Elder Wen's hand, making it impossible for him to see through it. He kept comforting himself in his heart, "It's impossible, it's impossible." It's a heaven-level elixir. He's just a steward of the Rothschild family. If he has any insight, he must have made a mistake.

"Hey, the old man is quite knowledgeable. In that case, you are barely qualified to be this referee."

Ding Ning looked at him in surprise and said calmly with his hands behind his back.

"How dare you disrespect Master Wen."

Although Colamisu didn't know why Master Wen was so excited, he regarded Master Wen as his lifelong idol and could not tolerate anyone being disrespectful, so he immediately scolded him angrily.

"Little Phil, shut up."

Before Ding Ning could speak, Master Wen scolded him sternly, stood up, and bowed to Ding Ning respectfully with clasped fists: "Senior is a gift, and I will accept it shamelessly. If I can be of any use to you in the future, I only need to entrust someone to help you." Send a message, there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, thousands of mountains and rivers, the younger generation will definitely be there and listen to the orders of the seniors. "

Koramisu's mouth opened wide in shock, and his eyes almost fell out. His mind went blank for a while, and only two words echoed in his mind, junior?

Master Wen, who was like a god in his heart, actually called Ding Ning his senior. This completely subverted his views and made him dumbfounded, unable to believe it.

The others were even more so, they were all dumbfounded and had dull faces. Isn't this Ding Ning just a little doctor? To be called senior by an old man who was even respectful to Coramisu is simply a fantasy and unbelievable.

Especially Xemili, her small mouth was so shocked that she could stuff a duck egg into it, with a dull expression on her face.

You must know that Mr. Wen is only a steward of the family in name, but his status is very special. Even the senior members of the family must be polite when they see him, and do not dare to show any slightness.

What's more, she knew very well that Mr. Wen always loved his family and he was willing to stay in the family to protect himself for the sake of his grandma. In fact, he was an extremely aloof and aloof person at heart.

But what did she hear now?

He actually calls himself a junior and calls Ding Ning a senior. So what kind of strength does Ding Ning have?

Ding Ning was not surprised. After all, no matter how big or small the world is, it depends on who is good at it. It is a common practice among warriors to judge by strength.

Although this old man is a strong man in the late stage of Shengwu, he is not enough to be seen in front of his eyes. It is not an exaggeration to call him a senior.

But in front of so many people, he didn't want to be too public. Otherwise, he didn't know how those keyboard warriors who like moral kidnapping would discredit themselves.