Urban magic doctor

I don’t know how much money Jiuzhen Hall makes, but the waiting room alone is very gorgeous and has maids to serve it.

It was obvious that Yang Ming had been here many times. The maids were all familiar with her and chatted with each other. When they heard that she had finally raised enough money for the consultation, they were all happy for her.

After a while, the maid asked Yang Ming and his party to go upstairs.

Originally, according to the rules, only one family member could accompany him, but everyone in Jiuzhen Hall was familiar with Yang Ming, so they did not mention these rules, and Chen Yang and Xiao Yu also went upstairs together.

Entering a large and elegantly decorated consulting room upstairs, the maid asked Yang Ming and the four of them to wait for a while, and then went to notify Ding Jiuzhen.

Soon, footsteps came from outside, and a short, thin, middle-aged man with a mustache pushed open the door.

This person is none other than Ding Jiuzhen.

However, his image does not look like a doctor, but gives people the feeling of a charlatan.

When he saw four people in the clinic, Ding Jiuzhen frowned slightly, turned to look at the maid beside him, and said coldly: "What's going on? Are all four of them patients? You don't know this place." According to the rules, who allowed so many people to accompany you?"

The maid lowered her head with a look of fear on her face, not daring to defend herself.

"idiot."

Ding Jiuzhen snorted coldly and said to the maid: "Get out of here."

The maid lowered her head and went downstairs in fear.

Yang Ming asked for help from Ding Jiuzhen, and for fear of offending the number one doctor in Yunmu City in front of him, he hurriedly said: "Dr. Ding, please forgive me for offending. I will let them go."

"Need not."

Ding Jiuzhen spoke indifferently, walked to his seat and sat down, saying: "One more person, one more first-grade spiritual stone."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yang Ming nodded hurriedly. Anyway, with the spiritual stones sent by Zhang Dahe, the diagnosis fee was more than enough, so she didn't feel bad about these two spiritual stones.

Ding Jiuzhen glanced at Yang Liang who was lying on the chair, and then said to Yang Ming: "I have heard about your brother's situation, but the specific situation requires a specific diagnosis. In short, don't worry, there is no such thing in this world. It’s a disease that I, Dingjiu, can’t cure.”

Ding Jiuzhen looked proud, as if he was the best pharmacist in the world.

Chen Yang sensed it and found that Ding Jiuzhen had a transcendent level of cultivation and should be a good alchemist.

Generally speaking, alchemists devote themselves to cultivation, and no one opens a clinic to treat people. This is not a failure, but a waste of time.

Although Ding Jiuzhen created the image of a miracle doctor, in Chen Yang's eyes, he was just an alchemist with poor talent.

However, as long as Yang Liang can be cured, Chen Yang will not say much.

"Then let's ask Divine Doctor Ding."

Yang Ming looked at Ding Jiuzhen expectantly, stood up and bowed.

"Where's the medical fee?"

Ding Jiuzhen did not diagnose Yang Liang's condition first, but asked about the consultation fee.

Yang Ming quickly put her embroidered bag on the table and said with a smile: "Doctor Ding, this is the consultation fee. Please keep it."

Ding Jiuzhen knew how many spirit stones there were with just one glance. He raised his eyebrows and said to Yang Ming, "It seems there are a few more."

"The extra ones are to honor Divine Doctor Ding for you."

The hope of curing her younger brother rested on Ding Jiuzhen. To Yang Ming, the spirit stone was nothing more than an external possession, so she naturally tried her best to please Ding Jiuzhen.

"Since you are so sincere, of course I will help you."

Ding Jiuzhen put away the spiritual stones in the small bag, then stood up and walked towards Yang Liang.

Yang Liang seemed a little nervous, and he looked at Ding Jiuzhen with a bit of disgust. He didn't like money-grubbing doctors like Ding Jiuzhen.

Ding Jiu made a diagnosis on Yang Liang, his expression changing. After a while, he finally showed an enigmatic expression: "I know what's going on."

"Is there any help?"

Yang Ming's eyes shone with hope.

"It's a small matter, no more than nine needles, and you can be cured." Ding Jiuzhen was full of confidence and shouted to the wall panel behind him: "Bring the needles."

"yes."

A soft female voice came from behind the wall panel, and only then did Yang Ming and the others realize that there was someone behind it.

The secret door on the wall panel opened, and a woman in a gauze dress brought a box of silver needles to Ding Jiuzhen.

"I will treat him now, eight injections a day, and the entire treatment cycle will be one month. After that, you will bring him for treatment every day. After a month, he will be cured."

Ding Jiuzhen picked up the silver needle, raised his head and said to Yang Ming.

"Does it take a month?"

In Chen Yang's view, Yang Liang's problem was not too serious, but it took a month to be treated by Dingjiu injection, so he couldn't help but say something more.

Upon hearing this, Ding Jiuzhen was immediately unhappy and said coldly: "Why, one month is still too long for you? If it were anyone else, let alone one month, even one year or ten years would not be able to cure him. .”

Seeing that Ding Jiuzhen was angry, Yang Ming quickly smiled and said, "Don't be angry, Divine Doctor Ding. He is just a little brother. Don't be on the same level as him."

"He is simply ignorant."

Ding Jiuzhen glanced at Chen Yang with dissatisfaction, and said coldly: "You are extremely lucky to meet me, Ding Jiuzhen, in Yunmu City. Otherwise, you would have to ask the imperial doctor of the Xin Yuan Kingdom royal family. This boy’s paralysis can be cured.”

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yang Ming nodded hurriedly and signaled Chen Yang not to talk too much.

Now she regretted bringing Chen Yang here. This boy was very impulsive when he faced Zhang Dahe last night, and now he provoked Ding Jiuzhen again. If Ding Jiuzhen was angered, no one would be able to treat his brother.

Chen Yang didn't want Yang Ming to worry. He didn't care about Ding Jiuzhen, so he didn't bother to say anything.

But his disapproving look made Ding Jiuzhen very unhappy.

boom.

Ding Jiuzhen knocked the silver needle in the hand of the maid to the ground with one palm, looked at Chen Yang fiercely, and said coldly: "Boy, I, Ding Jiuzhen, have been practicing medicine for many years and have never been despised by anyone. I see you like this." You seem to be a little disdainful of my medical skills."

Yang Ming and Xiao Yu were both shocked. They didn't expect Ding Jiuzhen to have such a bad temper and get so angry.

"Doctor Ding, don't get me wrong. How dare he look down on you? He is just stubborn and likes to ask questions."

Yang Ming hurriedly apologized to Ding Jiuzhen, and at the same time quietly reached out and pinched Chen Yang's leg, signaling Chen Yang not to talk too much.

Chen Yang felt very helpless. He had done nothing to provoke Ding Jiuzhen, which was really unlucky.

"snort!"

Ding Jiuzhen snorted coldly and said to Chen Yang: "Young man, you seem to be well-informed. In this case, you should not come to me for medical treatment. You can take them to other doctors. I would like to take a look." Who can cure Yang Liang's poison?"

"Doctor Ding, don't be on the same level as him."

Yang Ming quickly tried to smooth things over, but when she thought about it, she was stunned and said to Ding Jiuzhen in surprise: "Dr. Ding, you said...that my brother was poisoned?"