MTL - After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God-Chapter 24 savior

   Chapter 24 The Savior

   "Yeah." Before the passerby left, he added another sentence, "You should also come to Yancheng to seek medical treatment, right? This statue was specially built by the Ning family five years ago."

   "I heard that if you pray to a ghost doctor before seeking medical treatment, you will be able to get better faster."

  Fengsan listened and bowed in earnest.

  Si Fuqing: "…"

   It's good to say a prayer. She herself doesn't have this effect, right? !

After   Fengsan worshipped, seeing the girl looking at the statue with a complicated expression, she was stunned for a moment: "Miss Si knows about ghosts and doctors?"

  The ghost hand and heavenly doctor have disappeared for a few years, and they have been searching for a long time and have not found it.

  Fengsan thought, since Si Fuqing is a doctor, there might be some gossip.

  Si Fuqing thought for a while: "I don't know, but I think this title is quite a secondary school?"

  Fengsan: "…"

   Forget it, those who do not know are not afraid.

  Si Fuqing coughed lightly, looking humbly asking for advice: "Why don't you tell me?"

   "Well." Feng San nodded, "If there is a ranking of genius doctors in the world, the ghost hand and heavenly doctor must be ranked first."

  Si Fuqing blinked: "Is it that powerful?"

"Of course." Feng San added, "There is absolutely no word for 'failure' under the hands of the ghost doctor. He is a god-level existence who can steal people from the king of hell. I heard that the word 'ghost hand' came from this way. "

  Si Fuqing: "…"

She has to believe what    said.

  Feng San pursed his lips, looked at Yu Xiheng, and whispered, "Ninth Brother, if only I could have hired a ghost doctor."

   If you can meet a ghost doctor, Yu Xiheng's leg can definitely be cured.

  Yu Xiheng leaned on the wheelchair, closed her eyes, and said in a warm voice, "Let's go with the flow."

  Si Fuqing thought casually while pushing him forward.

   Her medical skills were learned from a dead old man, and she also inherited his mantle.

   The dead old man has a quirky temperament, saving people depends on her mood, which caused her to learn badly.

   Except for the name Ghost Hand and Heavenly Doctor.

   is really too middle school.

   But the dead old man liked it very much, and he even asked her to write a letter and frame it, and hang it on the wall every day, saying that she was happy to look at it every day.

   She saw that he was really sick.

  Si Fuqing let out a slow breath, and looked back at the statue again, feeling a sense of shame for the first time.

  Fortunately, the sculpt is not like her at all.

What does the statue of    Ghost Hand and Heavenly Doctor have to do with her Si Fuqing?

  Thinking of this, Si Fuqing felt a lot lighter.

   Ten minutes later, the three arrived at their destination.

  This is a big manor.

   Willow branches hang down, scattered with mottled shadows.

  The shallow sound of the pipa and the guzheng are intertwined, and the sound is long and long.

  The clear stream flows over the stone, and the ripples sway, surrounded by a few chirping birds.

  The architectural style is quite the style of the Great Xia Dynasty.

  Si Fuqing raised his head and caught a glimpse of the word "Ning" on the door plaque.

  The Ning family is not even a big family.

   But the Ning family holds a lot of famous doctors, and the wealthy families in the four-nine cities have to be respectful.

   After all, a doctor is a profession that no one wants to offend.

   Si Fu squinted his eyes.

  Witch doctors are mostly gathered in the Xizhou area of ​​Daxia, and they are good at witchcraft. They can not only communicate yin and yang, but also medicine.

   But in the words of the dead old man, the medical skills of the witch doctor are not orthodox, and they harm others and themselves.

  The manor is very stylish, and the number of servants is also very large.

   Shen Xingyun had already contacted this side before, and he said that it was for the treatment of leg disease, but the housekeeper recognized it at a glance.

   He took a step forward and stared at Yu Xiheng for a few seconds: "This is Mr. Scotland who made an appointment last month, right?"

   Feng San's hand had already grasped the hidden weapon, and he responded without a trace: "Yes."

  "There are guests in front, you need to wait." The housekeeper nodded, "Please come here, please don't go in early to disturb the distinguished guests."

   "If anything goes wrong, you can't afford it. The Ning family has strict rules. If you violate it, you won't be able to find a doctor in Daxia."

   The contempt inside and outside the words made Feng San's eyes instantly burst with murderous intent.

   Si Fu squinted his eyes.

  Yu Xiheng raised her hand, her eyes were still, and her voice was calm: "Go over there."

   The three stopped by the stone table.

  Si Fuqing glanced at the housekeeper, bent down slightly, and put his chin on the back of the wheelchair: "Boss."

  The man's voice was low: "Huh?"

   "How much does it cost to hire a witch doctor?"

  Yu Xiheng has never cared much about money, so Feng San replied: "The deposit is one million yuan. We will see if it can be cured in the future, and then pay according to the required medicinal materials and labor."

   "Ninth Brother's leg is a stubborn disease. If it can be cured, it will cost at least 2 billion."

   Si Fuqing: "!"

   All that was left in front of her was the blingbling of golden light.

   This group of witch doctors is too much. She didn't charge so much for healing others before.

   "Boss, I don't think they can do it." Si Fuqing sternly said, "If you ask me, I'll give you half the price, and I'll make sure you land like a whirlwind and float easily."

  Yu Xiheng turned her head slightly and saw that the girl's fox eyes were shining brighter than the starry sky.

   He paused, not knowing whether to believe it or not, and smiled slightly: "Okay."

  Fengsan covered her face.

   Seriously reply to such words, his ninth brother is really abnormal.

  **

   On the other side, the lobby.

"We have already prepared all the medicinal materials that Young Master Yu needs." The middle-aged man smiled, "Next time Young Master Yu doesn't need to make a trip in person, just say something on the Internet, we will let the people from Daxia Escort **** us. I'll send it to you directly to Sijiucheng."

   "No need." Yu Yao shook his head, "I'd better keep an eye on this part of the herbs in person."

   "That's it." The middle-aged man pondered for a few seconds, then said tentatively, "I don't know if Young Master Yu is still in touch with Senior Ghost Hand and Heavenly Doctor?"

   Yu Yao was stunned when he heard the words, and pursed his lips slightly: "Not yet."

   He suffered from aphasia because of a kidnapping case, and he has been unable to cure it. He indulged in a holographic online game in the game cabin all day long.

   Fortunately, when the Yu family was also going to give up on him, he met a great player with the title of "Ghost Doctor" in the game.

  Gui Shou Tian cured his aphasia.

   After that, Yu Yao logged into the game on time every day, but he never met this great player again, so he could only admire his demeanor on the leaderboard.

   Later, the ghost hand and heavenly doctor disappeared completely, and there was no news.

   He and Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor do not know each other at all, and he knows very little about this great player.

   Only later did Yu Yao know that in reality, ghost-hand and heavenly doctors are also god-like beings.

   The middle-aged man was not discouraged, he just said, "If Senior Ghost Hand and Heavenly Doctor contact Young Master Yu, please tell the Ning family as soon as possible."

  Yu Yao smiled and said, "Naturally."

   The middle-aged man personally sent Yu Yao out.

   "Sir." Seeing the middle-aged man coming out, the housekeeper saluted respectfully, "It's ten o'clock, and the patient from abroad is already waiting outside."

   The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Let them wait."

   Is there anything more important than a ghost doctor?

   (end of this chapter)