In the world of ancient medicine, there is an unwritten rule that is recognized by all the famous ancient doctors.

The same patient can only be treated by one ancient doctor during the same period.

Ancient medicine originated more than 300 years ago and has developed into many sects, which are somewhat different from the oldest ancient medicine.

The ancient miracle doctor is over eighty this year and does not belong to any ancient medical family.

But because of his excellent medical skills, his status and reputation in the ancient medical community were very high.

The ancient miraculous doctor holds a disciple-recruitment conference every year in the ancient medical community. However, he is arrogant and always adheres to the idea of ​​​​preferring to be short-lived, so he has not accepted any apprentices until now.

The only junior I am close to is Lin Qingjia.

He promised to come to Ozhou for a visit, and it was indeed because of Lin Qingjia.

"The ancient miraculous doctor." Lin Qingjia's expression changed. Knowing what the ancient miraculous doctor was thinking, he immediately stopped him, "There are no rules in the ancient medical profession here in Ozhou."

She does not look down upon the four major plutocrats in Ozhou like the older generation.

The four major chaebols in continent O can use external forces to make mercenaries have the cultivation of ancient warriors, which is very terrifying.

How could the medical skills of a miracle doctor who could be invited by the Bevin family in person be any worse?

However, the medical methods of the entire world do lag behind the ancient medical community.

She has also met several medical professors who are known as the world's top medical professors, but their medical skills are far inferior to those of ancient doctors.

Ancient medicine can use internal energy and acupuncture to force out the deepest impurities in the human body, which is the so-called muscle cleansing and marrow removal in martial arts dramas, but modern medical technology cannot.

Lin Qingjia's eyes fell on Ying Zijin, with some contemplation and inquiry.

"Since I'm here, it must be my rules." The ancient miracle doctor's eyes were cloudy, but his sparkle suddenly appeared. He looked directly at Ying Zijin who was drinking tea, "Since you want to diagnose and treat with me, I have to ask

I asked you."

"Do you know what "Origin of Ancient Medicine" is, what "Golden Needle Crossing Acupoints" is, and what "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate" is?"

"Or have you read "Principles of Ancient Medicine", "Taiyi Divine Acupuncture" and "Five Dragon Acupuncture Techniques"?"

Hearing these familiar names, Ying Zijin put down his tea cup, finally raised his head, glanced at the ancient miracle doctor, and said lightly: "I don't know, I haven't seen it."

She really didn't know when these very basic ancient medical methods were worthy of being discussed specifically.

It seems that today’s ancient medicine is indeed very weak.

"You don't know all this, and you still need to diagnose and treat patients with me? I'm not talented, and I know all these things." The ancient miracle doctor sneered and said coldly, "I put it here, you can only choose one person to treat it."

Evan was so anxious that he wanted the ancient miracle doctor to shut up.

But because Ying Zijin was sitting here, he was so frightened that he couldn't lift his legs, so he could only stand there and tremble.

Ivan just wanted to faint.

Only Lita calmly blew the Chinese tea that Ying Zijin brought her, and after taking a sip, she also sneered: "Why, Nok's number one poison master, can you still have the final say? Who are you?

?”

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man's face changed instantly, and his calm expression shattered and turned into horror: "The No. 1 Poison Master?"

Evan wiped his sweat, his legs were trembling, and then he spoke: "Ty, Uncle Taylor, Lita invited me, it's spread all over the nok forum."

The middle-aged man has been in the ancient martial arts world these days and has not paid attention to the news from the outside world. He is not aware of the shock of the Nok forum at all.

The ancient miracle doctor frowned and was still very unhappy: "What is nok?"

He doesn't want to come to Ozhou.

Not only does he have nothing good to say, but he also carries a dark translator with him, which is really inconsistent with his image.

Lin Qingjia was also surprised: "Poison Master? Or number one on the list?"

She did know nok and the hunter lists, but she didn't care too much.

In the ancient martial arts world, only the Xie family cares a lot, because the Xie family has many enemies.

The nok hunter list also represents the force value of continent O. After all, there are very few Chinese people on the list.

"I know, then apologize quickly." Lita's temper was not good at all. She threw away the silver gun in her hand and sneered, "This Miss Lin... you have come into contact with modern high technology, and you still don't know the first

The poison master wiped out an S-class mercenary group in one second yesterday?"

"Oh, you don't understand, let me put it another way, they are more than twenty ancient warriors who have been practicing for fifty years."

"You guys should take a look, are you okay?"

When Lin Qingjia and the ancient miracle doctor came to Ozhou this time, they only brought a team of guards with them to guard outside.

The ancient miraculous doctor had great medical skills, but he didn't know any ancient martial arts and didn't have the slightest bit of cultivation in him.

But it doesn't mean that he doesn't know the classification of ancient martial arts.

The ancient miracle doctor's expression finally changed, and he lost his voice: "What?"

Ying Zijin gathered up his black robe, said nothing, stood up and walked directly outside.

This time, even Evan and the middle-aged man were panicked.

The number one poison master!

They couldn't figure out the temper of this big boss at all. What if he lost his popularity and turned around and wiped out the Bevin family?

The Bevin family is not afraid of killers, sharpshooters, or ancient warriors. They are only afraid of poisoners and hypnotists, two types of hunters who can attack in groups.

Hard to guard against.

"Sorry, it's our fault." The middle-aged man hurriedly caught up with him, keeping his posture very low, "Sir, please don't take it to heart. They don't know your strength, and the ignorant are not guilty."

This sentence was completely transmitted to the ears of the ancient miracle doctor through the simultaneous translator. His face turned blue, but now he could not say a word.

He wiped out an S-class mercenary group casually, and it was easy to kill him.

"Ms. Lin, I didn't expect that my niece actually invited the No. 1 Poison Master." The middle-aged man paused, then looked at Lin Qingjia, and said tactfully, "If we can't coexist peacefully with the No. 1 Poison Master, we will just

able……"

The next words were not finished, but Lin Qingjia knew what they meant.

If they leave, they will leave, not the First Poison Master.

They don't deserve it.

Lin Qingjia frowned and whispered: "An ancient miracle doctor, dealing with difficult diseases."

When they came this time, the treatment of the Bevin family was secondary. The first priority was to study the poison in the body of the Bevin family master.

The ancient miraculous doctor had never suffered such aggrievedness, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He could only hold back the anger in his heart, chose to take a step back, and gritted his teeth: "It's my fault, I apologize."

But the ancient miracle doctor still had disdain in his heart.

What kind of poison apothecary is better than their ancient medical ancestors?

Ying Zijin stopped, turned his head, and said in a cold voice: "Just this once."

These four words made the middle-aged man break into a cold sweat, and then apologized: "Yes, definitely, there will never be a second time, please come here."

Ying Zijin did not follow him, but walked side by side with Lita.

The middle-aged man felt a little embarrassed and confused.

Why can Rita invite the first poison master?

Lin Qingjia pursed her lips and followed.

The ancient doctor's face looked ugly, but he had no choice but to take a step forward.

A group of people came to the independent ward of the Bevin family.

The head of the Bevin family was lying on the bed, his face pale, and a ventilator hung beside him.

Rita lowered her voice: "Your medicine is very effective. My father's breathing is much better."

Ying Zijin nodded.

The middle-aged man bowed and saluted again: "Sir, please."

Lin Qingjia's expression became a little more solemn.

The four major plutocrats in Ozhou and the three major ancient martial arts families are equal, but in front of this No. 1 Poison Master, the middle-aged man can keep his attitude so low.

It seems that they really underestimated the strength of the hunters.

Ying Zijin sat down and did not use the golden needle. He just pressed a few acupuncture points on the Beiwen family master and looked at his facial features.

The ancient miracle doctor looked on with cold eyes and sneered secretly.

That's it?

At first glance, it looks like a layman's approach.

Still want to be cured?

He watched how the first poison master treated the patient to death.
To be continued...