The castle hall was silent.

Everyone stared at Song Che in shock, staring at him with big and small eyes.

His eyes were filled with shock, surprise and... confusion!

This confusion comes more from a question: Who is Zhu Xie?

So, many people turned their attention from Song Che and fell into the Jinju Sect camp. Apart from Professor Shang, the only young man who had not yet fought.

Zhu Xie also had a question mark face with capital letters. He looked at Song Che in surprise and blankly, trying to ask what plot the script had temporarily changed?

Before Zhu Xie could speak, Professor Shang, who stuck the word "below" on the Adam's apple, whispered: "Xiao Che, are you sure?"

"Confirm and affirmation, it's Zhu Xie." Song Che smiled and said, "Dad, killing chickens with a magnificent knife, there is no need to do you to take action this round."

Professor Shang was in a messy manner in the embarrassment and looked at Zhu Xie again, thinking that you compared me to a magnificent sword. Let’s not talk about whether this magnificent bi is a bit too much, and have you considered Zhu Xie’s feelings?

Moreover, I just stood up with great confidence. Now you don’t even give me the opportunity to show your presence. Have you ever considered my feelings?

It is undeniable that Zhu Xie is very good at fighting and his martial arts value is a dragon-slaying sword, but when used in medicine, he doesn't even count a pair of scissors!

Shang Ke, Di Tianhou and the others were also full of confusion.

If you ask Professor Shang to go, it is a matter of rushing to go on the shelves. After all, Professor Shang is mainly engaged in the field of Western medicine, and the level of traditional Chinese medicine can only be considered passing.

But if you ask Zhu Xie to go on, it is obvious that you are driving the pig on the shelves-- you don’t even know how to go on the shelves!

"Master of the Song Sect, I dare to ask, your partner... Mr. Zhu Xie, have you studied medicine?"

Mu Chunfeng was the first to express his doubts.

He and many people could see that Zhu Xie was a trainer, but when it comes to medical skills, Zhu Xie never heard of him from beginning to end. This is obviously a layman!

"I haven't learned it." Song Che said calmly.

The audience was in an uproar again.

This time there was a lot of discussion.

More criticism and doubts!

Are you kidding everyone?

Wu Yuanshan finally had the opportunity to stretch out the turtle/head and said righteously: "Master of the Song School, are you planning to give up on yourself? The Chinese Medicine Guild is not allowed to be a joke!"

"I dare not take it. As for the level of giving up on myself, who can compete with you Guilingtang?" Song Che retorted.

Wu Yuanshan choked for a moment, and thought of his two cheating representatives who gave him the heads, so he stopped talking awkwardly.

Zhao Huishan frowned and said, "Doctor Song, I don't know what you are thinking about asking your partner to fight on behalf of your Jin Ju, but how can he, a medical layman, participate in this competition?"

"Didn't you all tell me how to participate in the competition just now?" Song Che said: "As long as anyone can cure Ms. Huo's illness, whoever wins."

"But he can't even analyze the disease!" Grandma Long said in a deep voice.

"Grandma Long, you said just now that the most important thing is to cure the disease. After all, everyone is basically aware of Ms. Huo's disease and analyzed it, it's just a draw." Song Che said.

Grandma Long wanted to argue again, but Long Qingqing suddenly came to the side and said, "Mom, if he wants to do whatever he wants, let him go. It's him who gave up victory, what does it have to do with us?"

Grandma Long felt reasonable when she thought about it and muttered: "That's right, as long as you can find an effective way to treat Ms. Huo's illness, it's also considered that your blind cats will encounter dead mice and get a bargain."

"Enough! Who said it was a dead rat?" Zhao Xiyue, after quarreling Grandma Long, went to quarrel Song Che: "Also, my mother is not the chicken that uses a knives to kill chickens. She is a living person, not a tool for you to fight for power and profit!"

"I have no right to interfere with whom you want to send to treat my mommy, but if you intentionally want to tease my mommy, I will never end up with you!"

"Miss, why are you anxious? If I really want to harm you, you should have been thrown into the Pacific Ocean by those robbers on the cruise ship to feed the sharks." Song Che snorted coldly: "And I remember you still owed me a million US dollars in gambling debt. That's how you talk to the creditor?"

Zhao Xiyue was strangled to the throat of fate and became mute.

Huo Xiwen said leisurely: "Doctor Song, right? I have heard a lot of your deeds. In the previous incident at Yunxiao Building, we have been trying to cross the air. Given the fact that I was striking in the building, you may have prejudices about my behavior, and I understand it, and I don't expect you to be able to treat me with your only remaining dignity."

"Mommy..." Zhao Xiyue's eyes turned red again.

Song Che said seriously: "Ms. Huo, you are thinking too much. No matter whether there is a festival between us or not, you are a patient in my eyes. As long as you are not a villain who commits crimes, you have the right to be treated. And I am indeed taking your illness seriously. The reason why I didn't take action and asked my partner to be responsible is just because he is more confident in curing you than me."

Everyone had the expression of "believe in you"

Even Zhu Xie couldn't stand this kind of praise and whispered with a bitter face: "Brother, I have not developed the skill of fighting a disease except for fighting."

Song Che smiled and said, "But you and Ms. Huo have experienced the same disease."

Zhu Xie was stunned and didn't understand why.

Song Che came to his ear and told him something.

Zhu Xie was surprised at first, then he looked surprised with a capital letter and said, "Are you sure?"

"It's still certain and certain!" Song Che patted his shoulder and said, "You can go."

Zhu Xie hesitated for a moment, and out of unconditional trust in Song Che, he still went to Huo Xiwen.

"Two, don't you mind my partner taking the initiative to treat Ms. Huo first?" Song Che asked Grandma Long and Mu Chunfeng, as for Wu Yuanshan's sake, he was ignored.

"As long as you don't do anything, it will be enough to worsen Mrs. Zhao's illness." Mu Chunfeng said.

Grandma Long snorted proudly, "I want to see what tricks you can play."

Immediately, everyone watched Zhu Xie walk to Huo Xiwen with concentration, and then brewed for a while, saying, "Ms. Huo, have you tried the feeling of passing by death?"

Huo Xiwen was stunned. She thought about this soul-searching question and nodded slightly: "I have taken a lot of sleeping pills."

"So too, I used to be drunk every day and numb myself with alcohol." Zhu Xie said, his face gradually pale, and a layer of pain was filled with pain: "It's a feeling that life is worse than death. When I fall asleep at night, I have nightmares, dream of killing and death. One by one, my once fresh partners, and an explosion, were wiped out..."

Hearing this, Huo Xiwen widened his eyes and his body began to tremble.

"What are he saying for no reason?" Long Yuanni muttered.
Chapter completed!