Chapter 122 Treatment

Only when he reached the door of Yage Auction House, Feng Hao stopped again.

It seems that you have no money?

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he realized that he was completely broke now.

A high-level Xuan-level pharmacist, even better than a prefecture-level pharmacist, is actually short of money. If you tell me, who will believe it?

Just when he was about to turn around, Feng Hao saw a group of people rushing out of the Accord Auction House. They all looked panicked, as if something terrible had happened.

“Get out of the way, get out of the way!”

Six strong men carefully carried an old man with blue hair and a face as white as paper, and a dozen strong men in front and behind shouted after him. In response, he and a few middle-aged young people cleared a path and ran quickly towards the Pharmacist Guild in the royal capital.

"Huh?"

Unintentionally, Feng Hao glanced at the old man's face, and when he saw the palm holding his heart tightly, he frowned. Ask, "That person seems to have the 'coronary heart disease' recorded in Shennong's Pharmacopoeia?"

Getting the disease has nothing to do with your level of strength. Even if you are a Martial Sect, a Martial Master, or even another Strong people with higher levels will also get sick. If you get sick, it doesn't mean you can resist it if you are strong. If you don't get treatment, you will definitely die!

Therefore, in the Tianwu Continent, the status of a pharmacist is extremely noble. Even the strong ones who stand at the top will show courtesy to those high-level pharmacists.

You have high strength and can say that you will not be injured, but who can guarantee that you will not get sick?

Moreover, diseases are different from wounds. Diseases must have corresponding medicinal properties in order to be treated. In other words, if there is no record in every pharmacopoeia that can cure a certain disease, then it must be It cannot be treated.

Ordinary yellow-level pharmacists can only treat common colds. If something is a little more serious, a Xuan-level pharmacist is bound to take action.

Therefore, the quality of a pharmacopoeia mainly depends on how many diseases it can treat. And the more elixirs needed to condense the medicinal elixir, the more diseases it can treat. disease.

However, this kind of 'coronary heart disease' is not an ordinary disease. According to the Shennong Pharmacopoeia, this disease is very likely to occur in the elderly, and if it is not treated in time, , there is almost only a dead end.

Originally, Feng Hao wanted to go directly to the academy, but after walking a few steps, he thought for a moment that the old man might be from the Accord Auction House, so he turned around.

"I, Feng Hao, will repay the favor you owe me!"

Sigh lightlyHe groaned, shook his head, and walked towards the Pharmacist Guild.

At this time, the Pharmacist Guild in the royal capital was also in chaos because of the old man's illness.

"What are you making a fuss about?"

A gray-haired old man slowly walked down from upstairs. Looking at the messy scene, he yelled out loud. road.

This old man is Kuang Yi, the president of the Royal Capital Pharmacist Guild, and one of the two Xuan-level intermediate pharmacists in Xilan Kingdom.

As soon as Kuang Yi came down, the Ouyang family gathered around him.

"President Kuang, you have to take action to save my father."

The speaker was a man with thick eyebrows, who was the head of the Accord, Ouyang Qiong.

Seeing that it was Ouyang Qiong, Kuang Yi's expression softened slightly. After all, the Yage Auction House donated a lot of elixirs to the Pharmacists Guild for free every year, and every time, as long as You put forward your needs, and the people at Accord will do their best to find them for themselves.

"Let me see."

Kuang Yi frowned and walked towards the old man lying there. When everyone saw it, they all got out of the way. .

This old man is Ouyang Qiong’s father and the previous head of Accord, Ouyang Yuan.

Looking at Ouyang Yuan's pale face and twitching corners of his mouth, looking at the position where his hands were tightly grasped, and feeling his pulse slightly, Kuang Yi's heart trembled, and he let go.

“I can’t cure this disease!”

He sighed softly. Every year, the dignitaries in the capital died of this disease. , we don’t even know what kind of disease this is. Every patient dies in endless pain.

However, this pain will not last long, usually within an hour, the heart will rupture and death will occur.

In fact, everyone in the Ouyang family knew it almost as well, but they were just lucky. Upon hearing this, Ouyang Qiong staggered and almost fell, with despair on his face.

"President Kuang, you must save my father!"

He woke up, pulled Kuang Yi's arm tightly and begged, a pair of Tears were also shining in the tiger's eyes.

"Alas... Even if you go to the imperial capital, you may not be able to cure this disease. It can be said that this is one of the rare terminal diseases in the world. Only those who travel around the world can Only an expert can cure it."

Kuang Yi also explained helplessly.

A pharmacist can’t cure diseases, and he doesn’t feel very good.

"How could this happen? How could this happen...?"

Looking at the faintly twitching old man, Ouyang Qiong's heart also twitched. His face had long been gone. Instead of his usual shrewd attitude, he was replaced by panic and grief.

"Who can cure it? Who can cure my father's ice, I will pay tens of millions of dollars!"

He let go of Kuang Yi's arm and moved towards each pharmacist It looked like dozens of pharmacists were shaking their heads and sighing. How could they cure it even if they couldn't cure it?

"I can cure it!"

A clear voice came from outside the Pharmacist Guild, making everyone present hear and look.

I saw a handsome young man with a delicate appearance, eyes as bright as stars, sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, and a nose like a gallbladder, walking in from the door with a smile on his lips.

“Are you a student of Fengyue Academy?”

The school robe Feng Hao wore betrayed his identity.

“This little brother, are you really good?”

Ouyang Qiong also frowned.

Feng Hao looks about fifteen or sixteen years old. For such a young boy, his credibility is indeed not high.

“You’ll know if you try it, won’t you?”

Feng Hao still had a relaxed smile on his face and said calmly.

"Wait."

When Feng Hao was about to treat him, Kuang Yi reached out and stopped him. He looked at Feng Hao suspiciously and asked "Little brother, are you a pharmacist?"

When you put it on your body, you suddenly feel noble again.

"Yellow level senior."

The three stripes on Feng Hao's pharmacist's robe also aroused some surprised cries.

"High-level Huang level, not bad."

Kuang Yi was also slightly startled, and then asked again, "This disease can only be cured by you, a Huang-level pharmacist." Can it be cured?"

"Haha, sir, since you don't cure it, why don't you let me try it?"

Hearing this, Feng Hao still had a smile on his face. Smiling, he asked.

"President Kuang, let him try."

Looking at Ouyang Yuan who was twitching more violently, Ouyang Qiong couldn't help but say. .

"Okay."

Kuang Yi frowned, but still stepped aside..