The record of the sword god Mo Wenchang has remained the same as thirty years ago. He once fought against the top ten masters from T country and beat the opponent to nine injuries and one death. This completely shattered the T country's conspiracy and stabilized Murong's relationship.

The family's status in the Southwest.

From then on, even other families in the country, including foreign forces, no longer dared to challenge Southwest Murong casually, just because of the existence of the sword god Mo Wenchang.

For now, the sword god Mo Wenchang is still the mainstay of the Murong family in the southwest.

Although Murong Zijue was somewhat resistant to Murong Xiu's attitude towards Lin Erdan, it had not reached the point of explosion. Besides, the purpose of inviting Murong Xiu here was indeed to diagnose and treat the sword god Mo Wenchang. Although they were both Murong

They have the same surname, but Murong Xiu is not affiliated with Murong Zijue's family. In addition, Murong Xiu's own medical achievements are extremely high, which is enough to settle down.

Of course, the current Murong Xiu is indeed financially independent from the Murong family. He only serves the Murong family because of the blood relationship between the families.

With Murong Xiu's medical skills, he no longer has to rely on the Murong family.

Murong Zijue stood up quickly: "Mirong Xiu, the miracle doctor, thank you for coming to help me."

Murong Xiu nodded: "Murong Zijue, where is Elder Mo Wen?"

Murong Zijue said: "In the other room, Master Mo is suffering from an old injury. He also asked Miracle Doctor Murong Xiu for help."

Murong Xiu said: "My time is limited, so without further ado, I'd better treat Mr. Mo first."

"Okay." Murong Zijue took Murong Xiu to another room. Sure enough, Mo Wenchang, the sword god with white hair and beard, was curled up on his single bed, looking very painful.

"Mirong Miracle Doctor, thank you very much." Sword God Mo Wenchang, who was obviously very familiar with Murong Xiu, said politely.

Lin Erdan stood aside and didn't say much.

Murong Zijue suddenly said: "Mr. Lin, you are also a miracle doctor, please help me."

Lin Erdan grinned and said nothing. He thought to himself: Since you have invited the miracle doctor Murong Xiu, I shouldn't need to take action, right?

Murong Xiu was unhappy: "The miracle doctor? Who is the miracle doctor?" He looked at Lin Erdan, his eyes flashing with a strong sense of provocation.

Lin Erdan didn't care: "Well, since Mr. Murong is a miracle doctor, I'd better ask Mr. Murong to diagnose and treat me."

Murong Xiu stared at Lin Erdan coldly: "Since you dare to claim to be a miracle doctor, you must have amazing abilities. Come on, let's diagnose together."

When Lin Erdan heard this, he felt that the other party was quite humble, so he humbly said: "Mirong Miracle Doctor, please go first."

Murong Xiu acted resolutely, grabbed Mo Wenchang's wrist, closed his eyes and checked for pulse.

After about two minutes, Murong Xiu let go of his hand and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, Murong Xiu's assistant glanced sideways at Lin Erdan: "Doctor Lin, please take action."

There was clearly a hint of provocation in these words.

Murong Zijue couldn't help but frown, but she couldn't say anything more.

Lin Erdan still felt it didn't matter. He went over to hold Mo Wenchang's arm. Seeing that Mo Wenchang was a little skinny, Lin Erdan took less than ten seconds to diagnose the pulse and let go of his hand: "Old man, you are so injured."

It is an old injury and it will be difficult to heal."

"Is it difficult?" Murong Xiu's assistant began to choke, "Doctor Lin, do you mean that you can definitely cure the Sword God's old injuries? I'm not afraid to tell you that the Sword God's old injuries can be cured after our Murong

The dean’s treatment has been going on for some time, but so far, it still cannot be cured.”

"You actually said it's a bit difficult? Then you mean you are better than our Miracle Doctor Murong Xiu? Then please tell me clearly, how long will it take to cure the Sword God's old injury?"

Lin Erdan smiled awkwardly: "Haha, any injury can definitely be cured."

Now, Murong Xiu became even more unhappy: "Surely it can be cured? Mr. Lin, that's such a big statement! I tell you, if you can cure this old injury of the Sword God, I, Murong Xiu, will worship you."

division!"

After all, Murong Xiu has treated the Sword God Mo Wenchang many times. What he can do is to prevent the Sword God Mo Wenchang from getting sick and provide some relief. Every time, he can deeply feel Mo Wen's pain.

Chang's injury worsened, but he had tried his best. It could be said that it was for Mo Wenchang's old injury. He also searched the classics, but still could not find an effective treatment.

As proud as Murong Xiu, how could he have thought that there were people in the world whose medical skills surpassed his own?

Lin Erdan had no intention of arguing with him: "Apprenticeship? That's not necessary. Our common goal is to cure patients."

Murong Xiu felt that Lin Erdan's pulse diagnosis was too sloppy. With such a pulse diagnosis time, he might not be able to cure any disease at all!

Therefore, he was particularly resistant to Lin Erdan's daring to claim to be a miracle doctor: "Mr. Lin, since you say that, does it mean that you can cure the old injury of the sword god?"

At this time, the sword god Mo Wenchang, who was lying on the hospital bed, also showed hope: "Then please ask Mr. Lin to help with diagnosis and treatment. Thank you very much."

Murong Xiu snorted: "Master Sword God, are you sure you want him to treat you?"

Sword God Mo Wenchang also heard the implication, and said awkwardly: "Well, Miracle Doctor Murong Xiu, I still hope you can continue to diagnose and treat me."

Murong Xiu was full of arrogance and said calmly: "Mr. Mo, you have to choose now. Do you want him to diagnose and treat it, or should I do it?"

Sword God Mo Wenchang is already over fifty years old, so of course he is also an old man who has matured with age. He saw that these two 'miracle doctors' were at odds with each other!

However, as a patient, of course, I hope to be diagnosed and treated by a real miracle doctor.

Of course, Mo Wenchang had to be careful when answering Murong Xiu's question. What if he missed Mr. Lin, who was the real miracle doctor?

He smiled awkwardly: "Mirong Doctor Murong Xiu, my old injury has been bothering me for nearly twenty years, and it is getting worse and worse. Of course I hope it can be cured. Both of them are masters. No matter who can help me

I will be very grateful if you are cured."

This sounds very "round", but as a patient, what if it's not round?

Murong Zijue finally couldn't help it anymore: "Murong Xiu, what do you mean? Doesn't it mean that Mr. Lin can cure Master Mo?"

Murong Xiu suddenly stood up: "Miss, Murong Xiu has little talent and little knowledge, so please hire someone more talented!"

Although Murong Zijue had great trust in Lin Erdan's medical skills, she was not sure. But now, she was extremely disgusted with Murong Xiu's attitude!

She immediately stared at Murong Xiu: "Murong Xiu, are you sure you don't want to treat Master Mo? Okay, let's make a bet. I bet that Mr. Lin can cure Master Mo, and then you will become your teacher on the spot.

, you have to kowtow three times, do you dare to bet?"

Murong Xiu felt that he was amazingly talented and had really tried his best to help Mo Wenchang's old injury. Now Murong Zijue had turned to pay attention to the genius doctor Lin. How could he endure it?
Chapter completed!