The guard guarding the gate saw a half-grown girl approaching, and said with a serious face, "Little girl, the genius doctor's office has important business today, and I don't have time to pick up patients. You'd better come back another day."

"What's going on inside?"

Song Zhao asked in a rather cold tone, but her naturally soft and waxy voice gave people a sense of obedience and cuteness.

The guard couldn't help but think of his little daughter, subconsciously lowered his voice and replied, "It's like this, the son of Lin Yushi's family is suffering from some kind of illness, and he is seeking medical treatment in the hall. His illness is so weird that the doctors in the door can't see it Come out, you'd better leave as soon as possible, so as not to get sick."

But under the hat, Song Zhaowu's big eyes flashed a light.

She vaguely remembered that this month in her previous life, the son of Lin Yushi's family had a funeral.

Lin Yushi is in charge of supervising the officials of the court. He is a good and honest official. He and his wife have a deep affection, and they only have one legitimate son under their knees.

Song Zhao suddenly felt that this was an opportunity to come to his door.

If Lin Yushi's son-in-law can be cured, he will be able to use this to gain personal affection. With this support, the Song family will have help.

What the official family lacks the most is a strong teammate.

Thinking of this, Song Zhao walked in without heeding the guard's dissuasion.

*

A circle of people surrounded the main hall, more than a dozen doctors from the genius doctor school are here.

Mr. Lin was lying unconscious on the hospital bed.

There was a couple sitting next to them. The man looked solemn, and the woman lowered her head and sobbed sadly.

It was Lin Yushi and his wife.

Song Zhao came in without attracting anyone's attention.

The surrounding area was very noisy, and the doctors were discussing Mr. Lin's condition in whispers, feeling quite at a loss what to do.

They have been diagnosed and treated for three days, not to mention the treatment, but they don't even know what disease Mr. Lin is suffering from.

A doctor sighed, "In my opinion, Mr. Lin is unconscious. It may be a head problem. I have invited Dr. Zhang, who is good at brain science, to come here."

At this moment, someone yelled loudly, "Doctor Zhang is here."

Accompanied by these words, the doctors' eyes lit up, as if seeing a living Bodhisattva.

Doctor Zhang is the disciple of the sect master, and also the chief doctor in charge of these doctors.

Dr. Zhang received everyone's awe, walked in proudly, and the doctors around the bed naturally gave up the best position.

"You are the famous Dr. Zhang. I beg you to save my son. As long as you can cure him, I will thank you very much. I will respond to every request in the future!" Lin Yushi and his wife begged Dr. Zhang earnestly.

Dr. Zhang stroked his chin, "Don't worry, you two. The doctors are benevolent. It is my responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded. I will do my best to treat Mr. Lin well."

Lin Yushi and his wife were suddenly excited.

Dr. Zhang went to see the young man who was ashen ashes on the hospital bed, so thin that his cheeks were sunken, and his brows furrowed, "Mr. Lin, how long have you been like this?"

Lin Yushi said in a deep voice, "It has been more than a month. My husband and I have invited famous doctors in the capital and imperial physicians all over the palace, but we can't find the reason."

Doctor Zhang sat down quite calmly after hearing the words, and felt the pulse of Mr. Lin.

Such a well-thought-out plan made the surrounding doctors feel honored and said, "Let's see, Dr. Zhang will definitely be able to cure the disease!"

Doctor Zhang originally thought he was fine.

However, as time passed, Dr. Zhang frowned more and more, and his face became more and more solemn.

In these years of practicing medicine, he has encountered many strange diseases, but it is definitely the first time he has seen Mr. Lin's disease.

The most frightening thing was that Mr. Lin's pulse was extremely chaotic and ups and downs, and he couldn't figure out what kind of disease he was suffering from.

As a doctor, if you can't even check the disease of the patient, how can you treat it?

Seeing so many pairs of eyes around him, Dr. Zhang suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his back.

He thought that the sect master would come over soon, if he couldn't cure Young Master Lin, wouldn't he disappoint the sect master and lose the position of chief doctor?

At this time, Dr. Zhang felt very regretful. He should not have come here if he had known Mr. Lin's condition was so wicked. Now he had to do so!

"How about Dr. Zhang? Did you find out what's wrong with the dog?" Dr. Jian Zhang stopped asking questions, and Lin Yushi and his wife couldn't wait to ask.

The doctors also stared at Dr. Zhang intently, waiting for his diagnosis and treatment results.

Dr. Zhang was flustered, with bursts of cold sweat on his back, but he pretended to say, "Both, after the old man's diagnosis and treatment, he found that Mr. Ling's pulse condition is floating, soft and weak, and his tongue coating is blue and black. Desperation is a symptom of internal evil energy."

"You mean that the dog has an evil spirit?" Lin Yushi and his wife turned pale in shock, "How could this happen? Is there a way to cure it?"

Doctor Zhang said regretfully, "I'm sorry, there is no cure for this evil disease, not to mention that the evil poison in Mr. Ling's body is very stubborn, and now it has invaded into the blood, and there is no possibility of cure."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a drop of cold water falling into boiling hot oil, exploding a burst of sparks.

"My lord, I didn't expect Mr. Lin to be bewitched, no wonder we didn't check it out!"

"Doctor Zhang's medical skills are really extraordinary. He can even judge the symptoms of evil poison, which is enough to show that his rich experience is far superior to ours!"

"Oh, how pitiful, Mr. Lin is bewitched by an evil spirit? Once this evil energy enters the body, even the Immortal Da Luo can't do anything about it."

Dr. Zhang's words and the comments of all the doctors destroyed the hope of Lin Yushi and his wife.

Mrs. Lin's eyes showed unbelievable grief and despair, and her whole body was shaking.

Lin Yushi supported her with a sad face, "Madam, be careful!"

"Why...how could this happen!" Mrs. Lin clutched her chest, tears streaming down her face, "My son is fine, how could he be bewitched..."

Doctor Zhang said again, "Healers are sages, I can devote all my life's knowledge to ensure that the young master will not die within a month. Please prepare for the funeral, both of you."

Song Zhao, who had watched the whole process, couldn't help but curled up his lips, and said loosely, "What Dr. Zhang said is enough to make all the sages in the world die of shame for you."

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