Tianyu Alchemy Lord

"It's just right. I have always done good deeds and accumulated good deeds. I can help you with the funeral arrangements and ensure that he is buried in glory."

"After your father is buried, I happen to have no children. How about I adopt you as my god-granddaughter?"

The short old man said in a persuasive tone.

But when the girl heard the old man asking her to give up treating her father, she bit her lip and shook her head stubbornly to express her refusal.

The short old man was not discouraged. He smiled and said: "You may still be a little unable to turn around now. It's okay. Anyway, I'll leave my words here. When you figure it out, just come to me."

At this time, another warrior in the crowd couldn't hold himself back: "Hey! Little girl, don't listen to this old guy's nonsense. He is an old pervert with no good intentions. I can help you bury your father, and I can also take care of him. For the rest of your life, consider me!”

"Don't listen to them. They are not good people. Look at me. Who in Chishui City doesn't say that I am a gentleman? If you choose me, you will have someone to rely on for the rest of your life!"

"Choose me!"

"Choose me!"

For a time, many people rushed to shout.

The girl turned pale with fright, had tears in her eyes, and looked very helpless.

Li Shitong couldn't stand it anymore, so he separated from the crowd and walked in, saying: "Why can't this uncle's disease be cured? You are so deceptive, aren't you afraid of thunder?"

"How did the little girl talk?"

The half-bald old man who spoke first was the first to be unhappy. He looked at Li Shitong, who was wearing a veil, and said, "A little girl who is still young dares to question me. I am an alchemist and I speak responsibly. Her father. The disease cannot be cured, even if the high-level Alchemy King comes, it may not be possible. If you don’t believe it, just ask.”

Li Shitong also snorted and ignored the old man. Instead, he walked straight towards the middle-aged man lying on the ground and stretched out his hand to feel the middle-aged man's pulse.

The kneeling girl quickly stretched out her hand and timidly stopped her: "Sister, no, it's poisonous."

"It's okay." Li Shitong took out a pair of white gloves, which turned out to be Gu Qianyin's. He put them on his hands and began to diagnose the middle-aged man's pulse.

This scene immediately aroused surprise among the surrounding people, and pairs of eyes couldn't help but look at Li Shitong in surprise. Apparently they didn't expect that this young-looking girl was actually an alchemist.

"Oh, so you are also an alchemist?"

The half-bald old man looked at it and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "What about the alchemist? Are you a high-level alchemy king? If you are not a high-level alchemy king, I advise you not to waste your efforts."

Li Shitong ignored it and just focused on diagnosing the middle-aged man's pulse. Her brows gradually wrinkled, and the frown became tighter and tighter. It was obvious that the middle-aged man's condition made her a little helpless.

"Hmph! You don't know what you can do. What can you diagnose with a young girl? I just said it, so that you don't have to waste your efforts in vain. Do you understand now?"

The half-bald old man looked at Li Shitong with a sarcastic expression.

As for the girl who sold herself to save her father, when she saw Li Shitong diagnosing her father's pulse, she couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Now that she saw Li Shitong, there was nothing she could do. The light in the girl's eyes quickly dimmed again.

"Little girl, it's not impossible for you to save him. If you take out ten thousand spirit stones and go to Baiyao Pavilion to find the high-level Alchemy King, you might be able to find a way, but it's just a possibility. What's more, you can get a Wanling stone?"

The half-bald old man mocked provocatively.

The girl who was half-kneeling on the ground couldn't help but look more desperate when she heard the figure of ten thousand spirit stones. Her lips trembled twice and she said to Li Shitong: "Sister, if you are willing to help me diagnose my father's pulse, I am already very happy." Appreciated, thank you.”

"Hey, forget it, stop struggling and bury your father properly!"

"That's right, your father has been poisoned. This is his fate. Just accept it!"

People around him also tried to persuade him with ill intentions.

"Who said that only high-level alchemy kings can cure this disease?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind Li Shitong.

"It's finally here!"

Li Shitong clearly heard that it was Su Chen's voice, and her red lips couldn't help but curl up.

At that moment, Li Shitong stood up and glanced at Su Chen with his beautiful eyes behind the veil. This guy must have done it on purpose. He let her check her pulse for so long before he stood up until she was really helpless. How bad!

"Ha! Interesting, here comes another young boy."

The half-bald old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Su Chen, "Could you also say that you are an alchemist and can diagnose her father's pulse?"

Su Chen smiled slightly, but said: "I don't diagnose the pulse."

"cut!"

When the people around him heard this, they immediately let out a chorus of contempt.

I thought this kid was very capable of playing tricks. Turns out it was just for fun!

"However, I have a way to cure her father's illness."

Su Chen is tight again