Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Hey? Isn't that person a famous old man named Yang? How can he stand in front of his house and shout? What happened?"

Some people have recognized the identity of Yang Lao. For such a VIP in the various family powers, it is very difficult to do such strange things at this time.

"I didn't say that my grandfather had a serious illness a while ago? It seems that I heard that the family owner went to Yang Lao and asked for medical treatment. I just came back soon. How is Yang Lao here? Listening to this, isn’t anyone who cured it? Master is also sick?"

"How is it possible? Yang Lao's medical skills are recognized, he can't cure the disease, and who can cure it?"

"What is he doing now? Self-confessed skills are not as convincing as possible, and who is Mrs. Ling in his mouth? I have never heard of it!"

"Yeah! It's weird. It sounds like that Mrs. Ling has cured the illness of her father. Is Yang Lao convinced of her?"

In the shops on both sides of the street, many monks and family members who heard the old sayings of the Yang dialect whispered, but Rao was how they talked about it, and they didn’t know what was at home. So, people started. Go and ask.

The Baililou, who stood not far from Yang Lao, met, and could not help but say: "Yang Lao, admire, admire."

This kind of courage is really not something that ordinary people can do. Especially in his fame, he would say such a thing. Even if he did such a thing, he would admire it. It is no wonder that he is so respected by the Quartet.

At the same time, in the Fuli, when Feng Jiu returned to the courtyard, he saw that Xuanyuan Moser had not been in the hospital. He went straight into the room and saw him practicing in the bed with his knees. He poured a glass of water and sipped. Smiling with a pair of eyes: "French, I am back."

"Is things solved?" Xuanyuan Moze opened her eyes and looked at her.

"Well, it's not difficult to solve. It has already brought out the cockroaches in the body of the old man." During the speech, she heard that the three voices from outside were not as convincing as the people, and the forehead crossed a few blacks. line.

"The old man can't see it quite awkward. Actually, he really went to the outside to shout? It's really pulling the following!" She shook her head and chuckled and came to his side: "Let's find a night tonight." Time to ask the family about some things about the monarchy, let's go tomorrow!"

"Good." Xuanyuan Moze hooked his lips and smiled.

In the evening, Yu Chengde was seeing his father, as Mrs. Ling said, when she woke up after taking a medicated bath, she could not help but cry, waiting for his father to lie down, and hurriedly came to their yard.

"Ling Ye, Mrs. Ling, my father woke up." He walked into the courtyard with delight and said to the two people who were playing chess.

"Wake up and nurse for a while and you will be able to recover." Feng Jiu said, "Sit! I have something to ask you."

"Yes." He sat down at the table and looked at the two men while sitting down. He only felt that sitting at the table with them had a feeling of nervousness.

"At home, we want to know something about the monarch of the heavens, and trouble you to talk to us." Feng Jiu said directly.

"Ah? This..."

He looked at the two people with amazement. I didn't expect them to ask what was going to be the monarch of the heavens. For a time, the look was not moving.

"How? Inconvenient?" Feng Jiu asked and raised his eyebrows.