"Another Confucian scholar defected to Shangjun Villa and became a banished immortal."

"Not only that, this Confucian scholar also invited Miss Zhu to visit her home."

"And I also bought an introduction to immortal science as a collection."

People on the street were talking, and they were all gossiping about the doctor's family.

The doctor no longer cared about these gossips, and he was entertaining Xianglizhu at home.

"Miss Zhu, can you see my wife's illness be saved?" the doctor asked nervously.

Xianglizhu checked and said, "I'm infected, I'm saved."

Then, Xiangli Zhu ordered people to go to Shangjun Villa to get tools.

The doctor looked at Xianglizhu with hope, and then asked uneasy: "I am so sick that the doctors I invited say are helpless. Why did Miss Zhu take a look and know that there is a rescue?"

Xianglizhu said lightly: "What is the specific reason? It has been written in the Introduction to Immortal Doctors, just in Chapter 3."

The doctor said oh, quickly took out the book and started to study it carefully.

At this moment, the servant suddenly ran in and said, "Master, Master. Several adults are here."

The doctor said impatiently: "Mrs. I am sick and I am exhausted. How can I have time to entertain any adults? Just say I feel uncomfortable and let them come back another day."

The servant said, "These adults said that the purpose of their coming here is related to the wife's illness."

When the doctor heard that it was related to his wife's illness, he immediately changed his mind.

He said to the outside, "Please come in."

Soon, a few people walked in.

They were all dressed as Confucian scholars, and they were obviously Confucian scholars who served as officials in the same dynasty as doctors.

After seeing the doctor, these Confucian scholars bowed and greeted them politely in a way unique to cultural people.

One of them said, "Looking at his brother's haggard face, is Mrs. Zun's illness not cured yet?"

The doctor shook his head, sighed and said, "It's not going well yet."

Another person said, "I heard that my brother was planning to ask the people from Shangjun Villa to treat the disease?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Not bad."

These Confucian scholars sighed and said earnestly: "Brother, life and death are a major event. Treating diseases and saving people is a matter of determination of life and death. How can we be so hasty?"

The doctor was slightly stunned and looked at the people in wonder: "Has I been hasty?"

These people nodded and said, "Sloppy."

The doctor laughed and said, "Why don't I feel it hasty? Now the doctors in Xianyang City are helpless, but Toyota Hou can cure people."

"Why don't I try? Are you going to see her die of illness?"

The Confucian scholars looked at each other and smiled, then said to the doctor: "Brother misunderstood. How could we want Mrs. Zun to die of illness?"

"We just think that Shangjun Villa may not be sure to cure people, right?"

"Every prescription of doctors has been passed down for hundreds of years and thousands of years. After countless verifications and trials, it is accurate."

"But what about the so-called immortal doctor in Shangjun Villa? It has only been a few months since its appearance. It is even shorter."

"Do they really believe it if they say that they can cure Mrs. Zun?"

The doctor frowned and said, "What do you guys mean? I don't understand it any more."

These people said, "Isn't this obvious? People from Shangjun Villa want to use their brothers to achieve their goals."

Doctor: "Hmm?"

He was even more confused.

The Confucian scholars continued: "If it cannot be cured, it will have no effect on them. Because all the doctors in Xianyang City are helpless."

"What if Mrs. Zun is lucky? They will start to take credit and make a name for themselves."

"In other words, Shangjun Villa is using his wife's life to gain fame."

"And in my opinion, they have no choice."

The doctor frowned and said, "I don't agree with this. What if they really have a way?"

The Confucian scholars looked at the doctor with a look of regret: "Brother has always been smart, why are you so confused today?"

"Sangri Zhu is just a female, what can she have?"

"I advise my brother to prepare something as soon as possible, so as not to happen suddenly, and it is not good to look at it."

The doctor asked a little annoyedly: "What are you preparing?"

The Confucian scholars said: "The sky is great, the earth is great, it is only a word for ritual. Mrs. Zun is already so sick, so preparing a birthday coffin is nothing, right? Just treat it as a joy."

The doctor suddenly stood up and slapped the Confucian scholar in the face: "Birthday coffin? I'll see if I prepare a birthday coffin for you."

The Confucian scholar was beaten to the ground, covering his face with a grievance.

He said to the doctor: "I am also for the sake of my brother's good. I used my birthday coffin to cheer me for joy since ancient times. What's so strange about this?"

The doctor was going to fight again, and the Confucian scholars around him came over and stopped the doctor.

They kept persuading the doctor, and all they said was that the doctor would give up the immortal doctor, so as not to be felt as if he was colluding with the exiled immortal, and that he would be embarrassed at that time.

A group of people were having fun, and Xianglizhu walked in with a smile on her face.

"I heard everything you said just now." Xianglizhu said with her arms in her arms: "You Confucian scholars are really interesting. For the sake of the so-called face, they have to give up their wife's life. Anyway, that's not your relatives, right?"

The Confucian scholars looked embarrassed.

Some people whispered: "How can a woman be here..."

His voice was very small, but he was still heard by Aori Zhu.

Xianglizhu said quietly: "Woman? I am Toyota Marquis. According to the title, you should respectfully salute after seeing me."

The Confucian scholars were stunned.

Logically speaking, it is indeed the case. But...

"Why don't you give me a tribute? Is this what you call etiquette?" Xianglizhu shouted.

So these Confucian scholars were reluctant to salute each one: "I have met Toyota Marquis."

Xiangrizhu nodded with satisfaction and said with emotion: "It turns out that this title is so interesting, so you have to make good use of it in the future."

The Confucian scholars all looked speechless.

At this time, the craftsmen in Shangjun Villa had already taken the tools.

Xianglizhu opened the box and took out a syringe made of glass and a small bottle of potion.

The doctor asked curiously: "What is this?"

Xianglizhu said lightly: "This is medicine."

The doctor looked at the medicine like water and asked Akari Zhu, "Is this for drinking?"

Xianglizhu shook her head, took out a bright needle and put it on the syringe.

The doctor was a little worried: "This is to..."

Xianglizhu demonstrated: "Puncture the needle from here and pierce the blood vessels. Push the potion in."

All the Confucian scholars around were shocked: "Do you directly use the needle in the meridians? If you are not careful, you will die, right?"

Xianglizhu said impatiently: "What meridians? It's messy."

She was about to go in with the syringe.

A Confucian scholar stopped her and said, "I heard that human meridians cannot move randomly. Otherwise, after death, the soul will not be able to live in peace."

Xianglizhu looked at the man with some fatigue, turned her head and said to the craftsman who had been following him, "Fight."

The craftsman responded, grabbed the Confucian scholar and started to beat him.

The Confucian scholar screamed endlessly.

The Confucian scholars around him were stunned.

What are they doing? Why do they suddenly start beating people?

Xianglizhu looked at these Confucian scholars with a slanted eye and said lightly: "I finally understand why Huai Guzi always beats people."

"Because some people are absurd and ridiculous. It's hard to explain it clearly to him, so it's better to beat him up."

She looked at the Confucian scholars with a slanted eye: "Who will make trouble again, this is the end."

Then, Xianglizhu entered the Doctor's wife's room.

In just a moment, Xianglizhu came out.

The Confucian scholars and the doctors looked at him with strange looks.

The doctor couldn't help it and asked curiously: "Miss Bamboo, why did you come out so quickly?"
To be continued...