Doctors are very taboo about this kind of thing.

Even if you want to find someone else to see a doctor, you should wait until I confirm that the patient cannot be cured. If you do this now, isn't it clear that you don't trust us?

What's more, what you are looking for now is not a doctor, but a famous teacher!

Aren’t famous teachers responsible for teaching and educating people?

When will I see a doctor?

"Dr. Miao, doctors, that's not what I meant!"

Cao Xian quickly explained.

"Cao Xian, since you have invited this famous teacher, I will take my leave!"

A doctor named Bai stood up and was about to leave. He couldn't cure Cao Xian's illness, so he took this as an excuse to leave.

Seeing this, several other famous doctors also stood up and left.

"Everyone, stay!"

Cao Xian was worried. He also knew that if he hadn't been the principal of Wandao College and was a very prestigious figure, he would have been sprayed with blood.

Having no other choice, Cao Xian gave Yue Rongbo a look and asked him to help persuade him. At the same time, he began to hesitate whether to let Sun Mo go out and wait until these famous doctors had finished their diagnosis and left before letting him take action.

At this moment, Doctor Lu Zhaoyuan of Guirentang stood up.

"Master Sun?"

Lu Zhaoyuan showed a smile and hurriedly greeted him: "Long time no see, how are you doing lately?"

Although he asked this, Lu Zhaoyuan was actually quite familiar with Sun Mo's current situation, but if he said it, wouldn't it appear that he was trying to curry favor with others?

Ever since he saw Sun Mo's treatment of Zheng Qingfang at Zhongzhou Academy last time, Lu Zhaoyuan had been interested in his divine hand. If he hadn't known that he was too busy, he would have paid a visit earlier.

"You know him?"

The famous Miao doctor was curious.

"This is Master Sun Mosun, the famous Hand of God!"

Introduction by Lu Zhaoyuan.

"Ah? Is it that Sun Yipiao who is like a dog in front of the door?"

"I've heard about his divine hand. It's said that just by touching it, you can know a student's qualifications and help them advance to the next level!"

"Tsk, this guy is An Xinhui's fiancé!"

The famous doctors looked at Sun Mo and their attitudes became slightly better. Even the doctors who were about to leave couldn't help but stay and observe Sun Mo.

Although they are not in the circle of famous teachers, they all have children at home, so they all subscribe to Shengmen's "Famous Teacher Newspaper" and follow the latest news.

Anyway, they are not short of the money.

"Teacher Sun beat the candidates from the nine prestigious schools and won the first place in the one-star famous teacher assessment!"

Cao Xian hurriedly blew a whistle, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the attitude of these doctors became friendly.

This is the charm of talent, which can make others respect you.

"Famous Doctor Lu!"

Greetings from Sun Mo.

"Calling a famous doctor is really unconventional. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Lu, right?"

Lu Zhaoyuan laughed.

Many doctors looked at Lu Zhaoyuan with confusion. This guy was the seat and owner of Guirentang, which was a medicine hall that had been passed down for thousands of years.

Lu Zhaoyuan's medical skills were at least among the top three in Jinling, so he himself was extremely arrogant, but now, he was so gentle and kind to a young man.

If Lu Zhaoyuan's brain is not broken, it means that Sun Mo has the ability to be respected by him.

Thinking of this, everyone's expressions became more kind. At least when Sun Mo looked over, no one looked at him.

"Uncle Lu!"

Sun Mo didn't care, it was just a title anyway: "How is Master Fang's situation?"

"Why!"

Lu Zhaoyuan sighed: "It's hard to handle!"

"My life was saved, but the sequelae were very troublesome!" Dr. Miao intervened to explain, not wanting others to think he was incompetent: "When he made elixirs, he needed to keep his energy in a strong state, so he took a lot of energy-sustaining medicines, which had a negative impact on his health.

Physical and neurological damage has been done!”

Sun Mo looked at the bed. Fang Haoran was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, and his body would tremble frequently.

"As for your body, you can recover by taking some tonics and resting for a while, but your nerves..."

When Dr. Miao said this, he shook his head and sighed.

In the end, Fang Haoran will definitely be able to get out of bed and walk around, and even the slight trembling in his arms will be greatly relieved. As an old man, it will not affect his life, but don't even think about making alchemy.

The alchemist's handling of medicinal materials and addition of medicines require very delicate operations. If Fang Haoran's hand shakes during the process of adding medicinal materials to the elixir, and he adds more or less medicine, then the furnace of elixir will definitely be useless.

"Is there really nothing we can do?"

Cao Xian's face was solemn. Although Fang Haoran was more than 150 years old, for an alchemist in the Thousand Life Stage, it was the time to achieve results. If he could not refine the alchemy, the loss would be too great.

"Yes, there are several dark medicinal plants that can cure his nerve damage, but they are too rare. If you want to pick them, you can only rely on luck!"

There was nothing Lu Zhaoyuan could do. The longer this disease was delayed, the harder it was to cure it.

In fact, these famous doctors are already very powerful. If it were another doctor, Fang Haoran would have kicked his legs already.

"Master Sun!"

Cao Xian looked at Sun Mo, deeply afraid that he would refuse.

You know, this is the diagnosis made by a group of famous doctors. What if Sun Mo cherishes his feathers and refuses to treat it?

This is the case with some famous doctors. If they are not sure whether they can cure it, they will not treat it.

So Cao Xian made a big offer: "If I can cure Master Fang, I will satisfy any request you have."

"Principal Cao, Master Sun is not that kind of person!"

Yue Rongbo is a little dissatisfied. You look down on him too much.

"Let me check first!"

Sun Mo walked to the bed.

If anyone else had done this, Dr. Miao Ming would have definitely thrown away and left. However, when he saw that Lu Zhaoyuan did not get angry, but followed Sun Mo to the bed and stood in a good position where it was easy to observe, he moved and followed him.

I want to see what this Sun Mo is capable of!

"Master Fang, let me do a check-up for you!"

Sun Mo asked.

Fang Haoran didn't react at all. He had been shocked now. The diagnoses of so many famous doctors were basically not wrong, so when he thought about the future being ruined, he had an urge to commit suicide.

Sun Mo stretched out his hand and first placed it on Fang Haoran's right shoulder. After kneading it a few times, he placed it on the back of his neck.

When making a diagnosis, a doctor pays attention to looking, hearing, asking, and analyzing. Sun Mo's case can be regarded as a kind of "diagnostic". The famous doctors around him took a few glances and then lost interest.

It’s really ordinary!

"How about it?"

Cao Xian asked.

"The meridians are permanently damaged, and the body is severely overdrawn!"

Sun Mo gave his judgment.

This is like staying up late and relying on Red Bull coffee or something to survive for a few days. If you do this continuously, you are basically not far from sudden death.

After hearing that Sun Mo's diagnosis was the same as everyone else's, some famous doctors felt that Sun Mo had some tricks, while others felt that Sun Mo was just repeating what famous doctor Miao said.

“It feels like the reputation is in vain!”

The white-named doctor couldn't help but mutter.

"Permanent damage!"

Cao Xian's face was full of disappointment, and he was a little desperate for a moment. He hired Fang Haoran to come to Wandao Academy and spent a huge price, but he gave up before there was any benefit.

Of course, Cao Xian also regretted the loss of a master in the alchemy world.

Yue Rongbo was not so emotional, because he believed in Sun Mo's divine hand, so he asked in a low voice: "Can it be cured?"

"able!"

Sun Mo's words were concise and concise.

Sun Mo's voice was not loud, but the bedroom was not loud either. What's more, everyone was a cultivator, so they all heard this sentence.

Whoosh!

Everyone stared over, a little stunned.
To be continued...