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Chapter 11 How should you thank me

Qin Ziyi heard the exclamation coming from not far away and immediately realized that it was broken!

She knew that this little thing had been seen by someone, and that her appearance was obviously her own initiative, and she would definitely be misunderstood!

How do you explain this!

Suddenly, Qin Ziyi felt that her face suddenly caught fire, and even her whole body seemed to be put into the stove.

She knew who the exclamation was, and it was Xiao Que'er's voice.

Little Que'er is the beautiful little maid.

Xiao Que'er and Qin Ziyi have been together for ten years. Although she is just a maid, Qin Ziyi treats her very well.

It can be said that the two are like sisters.

The little Que'er had already walked over quickly, but he looked anxious. He looked at Tang Long first, then looked at Qin Ziyi, who had a pretty red face, and hurriedly said: "Master, it's not good, Mr. Sun, he is going to die!"

"What!"

When Qin Ziyi heard what Xiao Que'er said, her face suddenly changed, and she forgot about her shyness and anger!

She hurriedly broke free from Tang Long's arms: "What did Mr. Zhao say?"

"Mr. Zhao said that Mr. Sun was too seriously injured, and the delay was too long. Now, the vitality has been cut off, I am afraid-"

"I'm afraid what?"

"I'm afraid I won't live for two hours!"

"Go away!"

Qin Ziyi put down two words and hurried away, and of course Xiao Que'er followed closely behind.

Tang Long paused and followed him.

The three of them were in a hurry, and soon after, they walked into a room. There were already three people in the room, and they seemed to be discussing something. The expressions of the three of them looked helpless.

"Old Sun!"

Qin Ziyi rushed over and arrived at the lying person.

Tang Long followed and looked at the person lying down. This was an old man in his fifties and sixties. The old man looked haggard, skinny, and weak. His thin appearance seemed to be dead at any time.

With a quiet stretch, Tang Long gently held the old man's wrist, and then his fingers fell on the pulse of his wrist, quietly checking the old man's pulse.

Qin Ziyi didn't pay attention to Tang Long, and Xiao Que'er on the side didn't pay attention either.

The three people next to them didn't care about Tang Long either.

"Zi Yi, I'm afraid I can't do it anymore." The thin old man lying down looked very weak, looking at Qin Ziyi, with a very obvious helplessness and worry on his face: "You must take good care of yourself in the future. Don't think about that position."

"I know, I know." Qin Ziyi's eyes turned red, tears fell down.

"Zi Yi, don't be sad. People will inevitably die. I'm so old and should die." The old man's eyes were very turbid, and his dry hands gently grabbed Qin Ziyi's hand: "I just don't worry about you. You have to take this well. With this, those people will listen to you and temporarily, they can barely keep you safe."

The weak voice fell, and a small black sign had already appeared in the old man's hand.

"Old Sun——————————”

Qin Ziyi was already crying, and tears rolled down.

The little Queer next to him also began to cry. It seemed that at this moment, the little Queer was also very sad.

At this moment, Tang Long frowned slightly from the side and said, "Stop crying, he can't die!"

"What did you say?"

Qin Ziyi obviously heard what Tang Long said, turned her head suddenly and looked straight at Tang Long, as if a drowning man had grabbed the life-saving straw.

Little Que'er's eyes were dim and she was also looking at Tang Long.

At this time, there was a clear look of expectation in the eyes of these two girls.

Tang Long said seriously: "I said, this old man can't die!"

"Master Tang, you are just a useless waste. What qualifications are you to treat patients?" A very unpolite voice sounded, and then he walked to Tang Long alone.

The man glared at Tang Long angrily, looking unhappy.

Tang Long knows this guy.

This guy is named Zhao Zhijin, and he is the most famous doctor in Fengyun City. Moreover, this guy is still an alchemist, but he is only a first-class alchemist.

In Fengyun City, when it comes to medical skills, almost everyone is sure that Zhao Zhijin is the first!

Moreover, Zhao Zhijin's level of refining spiritual pills is also very good, with a high success rate, and he can refine many kinds of spiritual pills.

Tang Long did not take Zhao Zhixiang seriously.

He looked at Zhao Zhijin and pointed to the old man who was about to die: "You said he was going to die?"

"Not bad!" Zhao Zhijin nodded with certainty, and then said bluntly: "Tang Xingtong--"

"My name is Tang Long!"

"I don't care what your name is. I only know that you are not qualified to deny my judgment. I, Zhao Zhijin, is also a figure of numbers in Fengyun City. No one dares to question my medical skills in this Fengyun City!"

"Is that true?" Tang Long's mouth slightly raised, and a disdainful smile appeared: "You said before, this old man is dead, but what if I can keep him alive?"

"Impossible!" Zhao Zhijin said with certainty: "He has deficiency of qi and blood, and his internal injuries have recurred, his five internal organs have been seriously damaged, and his vitality has been cut off. It is a miracle that he can hold on for two hours with just one breath!"

Tang Long ignored this guy anymore.

He turned his head and his eyes fell on Qin Ziyi: "Ziyi, if I let this old man come alive, how should you thank me?"

Qin Ziyi hesitated a little and asked, "Can you really cure Mr. Sun?"

"certainly!"

"If you can really cure it-" Qin Ziyi paused: "What do you think?"

"I want you to marry me!" Tang Long said directly: "I know that this martial arts competition is not true. Now, if I want you to marry me, do you dare to agree?"

"Miss Qin, don't listen to him. He is a waste and doesn't understand medical skills at all!" Zhao Zhijin next to him looked at Qin Ziyi and persuaded: "His words are simply nonsense. He is lying to you. Don't believe him!"

Qin Ziyi looked down at the haggard old man.

He was slightly silent, raised his head and looked at Tang Long with a serious look: "If you can really cure Mr. Sun, I, I can agree to your request!"

"Very good!" Tang Long was very satisfied and turned to look at Zhao Zhijin: "Now, there is nothing to do with you, you can leave!"

"Miss Qin, do you really believe in this trash?" Zhao Zhijin looked at Qin Ziyi. He didn't believe in Tang Long at all. He was a first-grade alchemist and could not cure the old man. He even couldn't make the old man live for a long time. How could Tang Long cure the old man?

This is absolutely impossible!

Even in Zhao Zhijin's opinion, if there is no top-quality spiritual pill or top-quality treasure medicine, even the doctor with excellent medical skills will definitely not be able to cure the old man.
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