The Great Storm

"His disease can be cured, but it's just a little troublesome." Luo Xiaoyan didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, but saw that the gray-robed old man was very polite, so he changed his mind and decided to help Mo Jiangheng's strange disease. Healed.

"Little brother, what did you say? You said my son's illness can be cured?" What Luo Xiaoyan said, the gray-robed old man and others were very shocked, but the gray-robed old man didn't think that Luo Xiaoyan would say that, then It's nonsense, there should be a reason for myself to say that, so I quickly confirmed it.

The gray-robed old man is the steward of the Mo family, named Du Li Kun, a member of the Bajimeng clan of the Tianyuan Starfield. Passed the skill assessment of 6th grade medical professional teacher.

The old man in blue clothes who is treating Mo Jiangheng is named An Lun Lu. He is not from the Mo family, and has little relationship with the Mo family. Outsiders only know that he is from the Mo family. He spent a lot of money to hire a full-time instructor to teach Mo Jiangheng to learn mechs. The teacher who made it, but in fact it was a doctor hired by the Mo family to treat and suppress strange diseases for Mo Jiangheng.

Hearing the gray-robed old man Du Li Kun's confirmation to Luo Xiaoyan, the blue-clothed old man seemed to be worried about something, stopped his busy work, glared at Luo Xiaoyan angrily and shouted: "Ignorant child who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, don't talk nonsense here .”

"I just said that Mr. Mo's disease can be cured, why are you nervous? Could it be that you have a ghost in your heart, worried that after his disease is cured, you, a full-time doctor, will lose his job?" Luo Xiaoyan sneered with contempt.

"You nasty boy, if you talk nonsense again, I will strike you to death with one palm." An Lun Lu shouted angrily.

"A piece of garbage who just stepped into the threshold of the 9th grade level, actually uttered wild words, he wants to kill me, ha ha..." Luo Xiaoyan smiled coldly, then stood up straight, and said to An Lun Lu with his chest out, "Come on! , I want to see, what did you use to kill me?"

Rank 9 monks are still rubbish. Luo Xiaoyan's words completely shocked everyone present. The eyes they looked at Luo Xiaoyan were full of awe, but more curious.

In this era where the strong are respected, no matter where the strong and tyrannical people go, they will be looked at by others. This is the most normal thing.

Luo Xiaoyan's tone of voice,

And ignoring the courage of An Lun Lu, a rank 9 master, is enough to make everyone respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, this kind of thing is not absolute. After all, everyone present didn't know Luo Xiaoyan at all, so some people thought in their hearts that Luo Xiaoyan probably relied on the presence of an upright expert like Du Li Kun around him, and his consciousness Even if An Lun Lu really wanted to attack him, Du Li Kun would act immediately to prevent An Lun Lu from doing so because he wanted to protect the reputation of the Luo family. Wolf, talk big.

Obviously, An Lun Lu thought so in his heart, but what he didn't understand was why Luo Xiaoyan knew that his cultivation had reached the ninth-grade level, because he was promoted to this level of cultivation only recently. For a few days, there was no other person who knew about this situation except him.

"Could this kid really be a master?" The eyes looking at Luo Xiaoyan were full of angry killing intent, and his whole body was shaking with anger, but An Lun Lu chose to restrain himself at this moment, and didn't really He hastily attacked Luo Xiaoyan.

Seeing that An Lun Lu chose to restrain himself and had no intention of making a move, Luo Xiaoyan smiled slightly, looked away from him, looked at the gray-robed old man Du Li Kun and said, "Senior, it is fate to meet you here." , I happen to know some medical skills, and through observation, I learned of Mr. Mo's cause of disease. If senior can give me a chance and let me give it a try, I believe I should be able to return a normal and healthy Mr. Mo to the Mo family."

"Ignorant child, do you know that the Mo family invited countless medical experts, and even a large group of 7th and 8th rank physicians to diagnose him, but none of them were able to figure out the cause of Mr. Mo, but only developed a secret method to suppress Mr. Mo's condition. This matter? If you knew this, you wouldn’t be rambunctious here and talk big things.” As soon as Luo Xiaoyan’s words fell, the gray-robed old man Du Li Kun hadn’t responded, and the blue-clothed old man An Lun Lu couldn't wait to sneer.

"What others can't do, I may not be able to do it, and what I can do, others may not be able to do it." Luo Xiaoyan smiled, ignored An Lun Lu, and looked at Du Li · Kun said, "Yes, or refuse, senior, please give me a quick word, I don't want to waste my precious study time on some things that have nothing to do with me."

"This...how about you wait a moment, I'll call Master Mo and see what he thinks?" Although Du Li Kun was willing to let Luo Xiaoyan try, Mo Jiangheng was concerned about this matter. If Mo Jiangheng's condition deteriorates after receiving Luo Xiaoyan's treatment, such consequences are not something he, the housekeeper of the Mo family, can bear, so he asked Luo Xiaoyan for advice.

"Okay, hurry up, I'll walk around this library, find a few books, and after confirming my treatment, you can find me directly in the library." Luo Xiaoyan replied, ignoring everyone's opinions No matter what expression or mood, he turned around and started to work, and then moved the contents of the books, integrated them into his mind, and accumulated knowledge on mecha manufacturing.

"Brother Kun, do you really believe that ignorant boy? If he has the ability to cure Mr. Mo's strange disease, then he must have reached a very high level of medical practice, and he will not be in the mech manufacturing department." Looking for books in the library to learn about mecha manufacturing, and he will appear in the library of the doctor department to find books that are helpful for his medical practice." Du Li Kun took out his mobile phone and planned to give it to the Mo family. The Lord called, and An Lun Lu hurriedly said to him.

"Appearing here doesn't necessarily prove that his medical practice will be poor. Anyway, it's just a phone call, and it's up to the master to decide."

Although the gray-robed old man Du Li Kun didn't know the reason why An Lun Lu tried his best to prevent Luo Xiaoyan from treating Mo Jiangheng's illness, but because of his repeated actions today, he couldn't help but feel that he used it as an excuse to treat Mo Jiangheng's illness. , the motive of staying in Mo's house, aroused doubts.

Therefore, after casually responding to An Lun Lu, regardless of what he was thinking at the moment, he pressed the number button on the phone's keyboard and dialed Mo Haipeng's cell phone.

When the phone was connected, Du Li Kun reported directly to him without any hesitation: "Master, when we were looking for the young master, we ran into a young man in the library who might have made some achievements in medical practice. After discussing Mr. Mo's situation, tell me Mr. Mo's strange disease can be cured. Because he is too young, and worried that his condition will be aggravated by rashly accepting his diagnosis and treatment, I called you for advice. If you agree, I will Just bring him back to Mo Mansion to meet you, and then decide whether to accept him to treat Young Master Mo."

On the other end of the phone, as soon as Mo Haipeng heard that someone could cure Mo Jiangheng's strange disease, he immediately ordered Du Li Kun without hesitation, "Hurry up and take him back to Mo's mansion politely. Talk to him and find out in person."

"Okay, master." Du Li Kun hung up the phone, and then ordered the servants of the Mo residence to take Mo Jiangheng back to the residence first, while he quickly turned around to look for Luo Xiaoyan.

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