Although Ling Feng was a little dissatisfied with the doctor king's overbearing behavior, he still followed in.

Because now if the Medical King does not release him from this secret room, he will not be able to leave.

Since the King of Medicine wants to teach him something, he just needs to follow suit. Not everyone has this opportunity.

After walking into the mural, Ling Feng and the Medical King appeared outside a village.

At the same time, Ling Feng felt that the power and spiritual consciousness in his body were imprisoned.

There were cries in the village, and many corpses were placed at the entrance of the village. The villagers were preparing to burn the corpses.

Ling Feng could see red patches on the corpses.

"What happened to them?"

Ling Feng opened his mouth and said to the Medical King.

"There's a plague in this village!"

The medical king said calmly to Ling Feng, and then appeared at the entrance of the village with him.

Later, the Medical King took Ling Feng to practice medicine in the village.

After helping the village solve the plague, the Medical King left the village with Ling Feng and continued to wander.

While practicing medicine, the Medical King continued to explain and teach Ling Feng.

"Senior, why is my power imprisoned?"

When Ling Feng helped a patient to examine his body, he was unable to detect the condition of the patient's body because he had used his spiritual sense to examine others' bodies before.

With the help of spiritual consciousness, he can quickly understand the situation inside the other party's body.

But now his power is imprisoned and his spiritual consciousness cannot leave his body.

The Medical King looked at Ling Feng and said calmly: "The Immortal and Demonic Continent is very big, and there are many places with restrictions left over from ancient times. These restrictions, or those special places, all have formations to confine power. If it is

In that case, if your spiritual consciousness cannot be used, can you still help the sick or injured?"

Ling Feng frowned slightly and said nothing. If his power and spiritual consciousness were imprisoned, he really would not be able to accurately judge the conditions in the bodies of the sick and injured.

"As a doctor, the most basic skill is to first understand the physical condition of the patient and the injured. Even when the power and spiritual consciousness in the body are imprisoned, you still have this ability! You are now

Too much reliance on spiritual consciousness!”

The Medical King smiled at Ling Feng, then took Ling Feng and continued to travel around, treating diseases and saving people.

Three days later! Ling Feng and the others saw a little beggar lying in the cold wind on the street of a city, already unconscious.

Ling Feng walked up to the little beggar and found that the little beggar was covered in injuries. The little beggar was only about eleven or twelve years old. He immediately used the diagnostic methods he had learned from the King of Medicine in the past three days to help the little beggar.

The beggar checked his body.

He found that the little beggar's body had been in a state of malnutrition for a long time. He had been beaten to fractures and his internal organs had been severely damaged.

Lingfeng told the Medical King all the problems he found in the little beggar and waited for the Medical King's judgment.

The Medical King nodded slightly to Ling Feng and said, "You missed three points!"

"The first and most important point is that this little beggar is poisoned. It is precisely because of this poison that he is so thin!"

"The second point is that his injuries were caused by being beaten three hours ago, not six hours ago!"

"The third point is that this little beggar is a demon, not a human!"

The medical king spoke to Ling Feng calmly.

"ah?

Monster clan, are you still poisoned?"

Ling Feng was startled. He thought he had seen it clearly, but he didn't expect that he missed such an important issue.

"It's not your fault. Without the ability to use your spiritual sense, it would be difficult for you to detect the poison in this little beggar and his demon identity!"

The medical king shook his head slightly, and then said: "Let you heal this little beggar!"

Because Ling Feng had already read a lot of medical books when he was at the Ling family in Yuyang City, and he already had a good foundation in medical skills.

He is a quick learner.

In these three days, Ling Feng's medical skills have improved greatly.

At this moment, the Medical King also wanted to let Ling Feng treat this little beggar from the demon clan to test Ling Feng's medical skills.

"good!"

Ling Feng nodded, then picked up the little beggar and took him into a hotel.

An hour later, Ling Feng had already revived the little beggar according to the medical skills he had learned.

He only revived the little beggar and used ordinary techniques to reconnect the broken bones in the little beggar's body, but he was still unable to remove the poison from the little beggar's body.

But he was able to do this, which surprised the Medical King.

Ling Feng's learning speed was faster than the Medical King expected.

"Come on, little brother, drink some millet porridge first!"

Carrying a bowl of hot millet porridge, Ling Feng came to the edge of the bed and helped the little beggar up.

At this moment, the little beggar had been cleaned by him. Compared with the dirty appearance before, he looked like two people.

The little beggar has a sallow complexion but delicate facial features, especially his eyes, which are very big and bright.

"Brother, thank you for saving me!"

The little beggar said to Ling Feng with a grateful expression.

"I am a doctor, I can't just ignore death!"

Ling Feng smiled at the little beggar, then picked up the spoon and fed the little beggar porridge.

The medical king was not in a hurry to let Ling Feng leave, because the injuries on the little beggar could not be solved in a day or two.

The Medical King had no intention of personally helping this little beggar.

He planned to personally teach Ling Feng and let Ling Feng personally resolve the poison in the little beggar's body.

After the little beggar drank the porridge, he fell asleep again.

His body is still very weak.

Even though Ling Feng really wanted to chat with him for a while and understand some of his situation, he didn't have time.

But Ling Feng was not in a hurry.

Three days later, the little beggar's health improved significantly and he was able to get out of bed and walk around. This was attributed to Ling Feng's careful care of him over the past three days.

"May I have your name?

Where is your family?"

Ling Feng asked the little beggar.

"I don't know my name, and I don't remember my family either!"

The little beggar frowned and said to Ling Feng.

"Don't remember?"

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and then asked the little beggar many questions, but the little beggar didn't know.

The little beggar seems to have lost his memory.

"No wonder he wanders outside alone. It turns out he can't remember anything and can't find his way home!"

Ling Feng thought secretly in his heart.

"Since you don't have a name yet, let me pick one for you. You can't stay without a name forever!"

Ling Feng spoke calmly to the little beggar.

"Well, big brother, what's your name?

I want to share your last name with my eldest brother!"

The little beggar raised his head and stared at Ling Feng with his dark eyes.

"Same as my last name?"

Ling Feng was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the little beggar would have such a request.

"Why do you have my last name?"

Ling Feng also found it a bit funny.

"Because you saved my life, big brother. They were all very cruel to me. Instead of giving me something to eat, they even beat me. If you hadn't saved me, big brother, I would have died. My
Chapter completed!