Rebirth of the Urban Cultivator

The doctor was very angry and said, "I'm fine, but I'm fine."

What the hell is wrong with you? Look at the mess on the floor. Do you need a man? Doctor Zhang thought viciously in his heart and walked out angrily, like a brave man who was going to die for his country.

After deleting the surveillance video, Gao Shan, who rushed to the ward, felt that his heart was hit by a huge rock and he couldn't breathe because of the pain. His face flushed like a young lady waiting for her lover, "I dare to boast that no one in the whole Dragon City can cure the disease that I can't cure... This sentence seems to still float in my ears, like a song that can linger for three days... This, this, this, where will I put my face in the future? This has offended Li Bancheng badly! Doesn't this show that he is a quack doctor?

As for the dean, embarrassment is only a small part. Shock occupies his body and mind. At this time, he secretly thanked Zhou Yi. Could this kid be a lucky charm? At least, the hospital should not bear the anger of the Su family and Li Bancheng.

He looked at Zhou Yi with a slightly mama-san smile. Ha, don't say, this kid has a monkey back and a bee, a straight body, and a sharp profile. He is a very handsome young man.

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Several big men stood outside the door. The scene was very awkward for a while. Li Bancheng put aside the random thoughts in his mind and said solemnly: "Little brother, thank you. "

Zhou Yi also returned the greeting, saying, "Each of us takes what we need, so there is no need to thank you." In the brief conversation with Yin Gui, Zhou Yi inevitably looked at this man with tinted glasses after learning about the emotional entanglement between Yin Gui and Li Bancheng before his death. Therefore, his tone was not enthusiastic.

Li Bancheng's face froze. Each of us takes what we need? What does this sentence mean? He thought of the bloodstains and scattered clothes in the ward, and didn't know where else he thought of. For a moment, he didn't know how to continue to thank him. A big shot like him, who would not be respectful when seeing him, the indifference of the little boy in front of him made him feel a little depressed.

Several experts and leaders in the hospital could not leave or stay, so they had to stay here.

At this time, Ning Qiu Shuang opened the door and signaled everyone to go in.

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Su Jing'an stood up, radiant, and smiled intellectually and elegantly, saying, "Dean Wang, I'm sorry to bother you today. I know the doctors have tried their best. Nurse Ning was very considerate just now. If Qiu Shuang doesn't mind, recognize me as your sister. "She remembered Zhou Yi's instructions, and with one sentence, she resolved the crisis for the young nurse.

Ning Qiu Shuang panicked all of a sudden, her face flushed and she waved her hands repeatedly.

The ugly Dean Wang was overjoyed, and coughed and said, "Nurse Ning, why are you still standing there..."

"Why, Qiu Shuang, you don't want to recognize me as your sister, afraid that I will trouble you in the future. "Su Jing'an said with a smile.

Ning Qiushuang knew that she was a big shot, and she was even more anxious.

"Mom..." Li Qingzhi, whose bangs almost covered her eyebrows, was shaking her mother's arm, and said with some dissatisfaction: "That won't work. If you want to be my sister, you should be my sister. If I recognize you as my sister, I have to call you aunt. Sister Qiushuang is only a few years older than me..." When her mother recovered from her illness, the little girl burst into laughter and began to jump up.

Everyone laughed. Li Wenzhong looked at his wife and lovely daughter, and his mood brightened.

Li Qingzhi's eyes were red and swollen from crying just now. Now that her mother is well, she has returned to her original coquettish nature. The complimenting smiles of everyone turned into ridicule at her, and she was a little ashamed, especially those doctors, who said that her mother could not be cured. The old man even said that he had the best medical skills in Longcheng. She said with a little bit of coquettishness: "Uncle Gaoshan, you said that you want to worship Zhou Yi as your teacher, so your medical skills will definitely not only be the best in Longcheng, but also be well-known in the country, right? "

Huh?

The ugly Gao Shan's laughter suddenly stopped, and his old face turned purple like an eggplant.

The little girl's words were like a blunt knife, pulling back and forth on his heart, it really hurt! Dean Wang saw Professor Gao Shan's embarrassment and felt the same way.

Gao Shan saw that everyone was looking at him, Su Jing'an's smile, Li Bancheng's eagle eyes, Dean Wang's pity, and the ugly Zhang Hao's hidden gloating. He was wavering for a while.

If Li Bancheng and Su Jing'an were not here, he could certainly regret what he said, but now he is in a dilemma.

After a long time, he bowed his head deeply and said, "Doctor Zhou, I am willing to worship you as my teacher."

"Wow! "

The whole room was in uproar!

Who is Gao Shan?

The signboard of Longcheng First Hospital, respected by all Longcheng doctors, a master in the medical field who frequently publishes international and domestic papers. Even in other hospitals, when they mention him, they give him a thumbs up. Now? He wants to be a disciple of a boy who hasn't even grown all his hair?

In Li Wenzhong's eyes

The light flashed, Gao Shan was really flexible, he had boasted before, but now, he was willing to humiliate himself to gain his forgiveness. At his age, he regarded honor as more important than life, but he made this decision.

"Your medical skills are OK, but you are too old, and you don't meet my standards for taking in disciples." Zhou Yi declined. He used to be able to bring people back to life, and even if he wanted to take in disciples, he would have to be carefully selected, not just anyone who wanted to be his disciple. Obviously, this ugly old man was not in his eyes.

Gao Shan felt dizzy and spit out a mouthful of blood. He felt that he was being pressed to the ground and rubbed and rubbed!

Everyone was completely petrified, why didn't this kid go to heaven, why didn't he die! You really know how to pretend to be Boyi!

"Little brother, here is 1 million. Please come to my humble home in three days. I will thank you again." Li Bancheng signaled Secretary Huang to hand handsome Zhou Yi a cash check. The consultation fee of 10 million yuan has shrunk tenfold, but there is still room for another banquet.

Everyone gasped. That's 1 million yuan!

Several people's eyes were red with envy. If they had just cured his wife...

Zhou Yi took the check and put it in his pocket without looking at the amount and the number. Then he said, "I have something else to do. I'm leaving first." The handsome and tall figure left steadily.

Everyone only saw Professor Gao Shan's embarrassment, but did not see the gleam in Professor Gao Shan's eyes...

Li Qingzhi looked at Zhou Yi's back, then at the car keys on the table, and remembered that he was pinched by his iron hand and dragged out of the car. He was limp and powerless. He thought secretly: "Huh, so cool!"

Ning Qiu Shuang felt a little lost for a while. What happened today seemed like a dream. I couldn't help but become more curious about this young man who had been rubbed by her dozens of times.

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Zhou Yi did have something important to do. The bruises on his mother's face made Zhou Yi feel distressed. His current weak body made him feel awed. The one million in his hand could just solve his urgent needs. He was going to make an elixir, of course, the lowest level of body-refining elixir.

Although Zhou Yi used to disdain this kind of body-refining elixir, why would a cultivator need to refine his body when his powerful true essence is infused throughout his body?

But the current situation did not allow him to do so, because his spiritual energy was exhausted, and his true essence was a little bit away from the 99th turn of the first level of Qi Refining, so he could not help refining his body.

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Zhou Yi did not "borrow" someone else's Land Rover again, and took a taxi to the largest Chinese medicine store in Longcheng: Tongshan Hall!

When he parked the car, a person got out of a taxi following him from a distance, and it was the famous doctor Gao Shan.

He looked at the Tongshan Hall signboard from afar, somewhat puzzled. Seeing Zhou Yi not coming out for a long time, he felt a little strange, so he followed him in slowly.

Tongshan Hall, a Chinese medicine hall under Jinling Pharmaceutical Group, is located on the bank of the ancient Grand Canal and is the largest Chinese medicine hall in Longcheng.

At this time, the store was also full of people. Although Chinese medicine has declined, in recent years, precious Chinese medicine materials have been rising steadily.

"I'm sorry, sir, the medicinal materials you want are too demanding. Please wait a moment. I want to ask our manager." The salesgirl looked at the handsome boy in front of her with a complicated expression. She was a little nervous in her heart. The boy's deep eyes seemed to have endless attraction, making her heart feel like there were thousands of little rabbits jumping around.

On his prescription, the first item alone, 300-year-old wild ginseng, made her unable to calm down.

"I'll ask the manager. Please wait." He poured a glass of water for Zhou Yi. When the water touched Zhou Yi's fingers, he felt his body getting hot and went to the back hall with a red face.

Zhou Yi was helpless. He had tried his best to control the properties of the medicinal materials, but he didn't expect that his requirements were still high.

"Hello, sir. Tongshantang does have 300-year-old wild ginseng, but it costs 12 million. Do you need more?" The manager was in his thirties and had a shrewd face. He told Zhou Yi about the heritage of Tongshantang and the price of 300-year-old ginseng in a humble and unpretentious manner. At the same time, his shrewd eyes kept scanning Zhou Yi, judging the wealth of the young man in front of him from his clothes.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but frown. In the cultivation continent, 10,000-year-old ginseng was just common. In his previous life, he didn't pay attention to the specific price of ginseng. He didn't expect that a 300-year-old wild ginseng would be so rare?

"Not for the time being." Zhou Yi shook his head.

"If the other medicinal materials are complete, it will also cost 2 million. Is that not necessary?" the manager continued.

Zhou Yi looked up and saw the manager's half-smiley face. He suddenly realized that he was being looked down upon!

It was no wonder that the manager was a little angry. The boy in front of him had only a few hundred yuan in assets and didn't even have a single expensive watch or jewelry.

And I was trying to appease a big client who came in a hurry. How could he not take a prescription worth more than 10 million yuan seriously?

But I didn't expect this result. How could I not feel a little resentful?

"Yes, I don't want it either." Zhou Yi smiled and prepared to get up and leave. He was a little unhappy with the manager's attitude.

"Young man, go slowly, and do less things in the future, so that your parents won't be accused of not being able to educate their children." Seeing Zhou Yi turning around and leaving, the manager felt even more resentful and couldn't help but say another sentence.