Chapter 28 Treating God

Ma Xiaochao followed Bo Yetian all the way north and asked, "What do you think this magic doctor has?"

Bo Yetian wiped off his forehead and said in a cold sweat and said, "Brother Chao, it's not a eccentricity, but Huangfu's magic doctor's temperament is a little strange. I wear a cotton-padded jacket all year round and drive several stoves in the room. If we go to his clinic, we have to endure the heat in his clinic.

Ma Xiaochao frowned. This magic doctor surnamed Huangfu actually had this hobby, which was really sick. Ma Xiaochao secretly decided that he must treat this imperial doctor well and see what was wrong with him.

"Brother Chao, although Huangfu's magic doctor has a strange temper, his medical skills are very smart. So even if his clinic is very hot, everyone is still willing to go to his place for treatment. Qiu Wudao added the information of Huangfu's magic doctor: "Huangfu's magic doctor has a single name. Everyone in Lichuanjiao has heard of him.

Ma Xiaochao said, "I have never heard of this emperor. If he can cure my injury, I will worship him as my teacher. As you know, it is inevitable for us to live on the tip of the knife. If we have such a medical skills, we will not be helpless in the future.

Mo Wen wondered, "Then why don't you learn the healing magic of the temple, or the light magic? That will heal the wound soon."

Ma Xiaochao glanced at him and said, "How can that compare? If magic can really save people from illness, then why is there a pharmacist in the world? Why can't you magicians do anything when people catch a cold?

Mo Wen was speechless by Ma Xiaochao. Think about it carefully, it's true. After all, magic was born for war, but it is just a tool for battle, and there is nothing to do about real diseases.

Ma Xiaochao is not a person in this world, so he has a respectful attitude towards any profession. The Mediterranean said that if you don't study hard, you can only sweep the streets. Ma Xiaochao disdained his perverseness, because the way of education in China is nothing more than two results, one is to be a scientist, and the other is to sweep the streets.

Several people bypassed the Haofeng Casino and crossed several alleys. They did not meet Xiaowu and others all the way. Although Ma Xiaochao was worried, he also knew that he should cure his injuries at this time, otherwise he could not save Xiaowu and others, but also become a drag on them.

The soul-eating gang can make Xiaowu's elite troops quietly be solved in an instant. If you don't use any special means, you must be stronger than the brothers of the Shark Gang brought by Xiaowu.

Ma Xiaochao thought about how to deal with the next situation along the way, and unconsciously arrived at the Huangfu's clinic. The walls of the clinic are charred, and the patent leather of the room has also changed color due to long-term smoke. Ma Xiaochao saw that Boyetian and others kept fanning with their hands, so he asked, "Are you guys very hot?"

Bo Yetian looked at Ma Xiaochao strangely, looked at Qiu Wudao and Mo Wen, who were also fanning, and said strangely, "Brother Chao, aren't you afraid of heat?"

Ma Xiaochao suddenly remembered that he had unimaginable resistance to heat with Kunling Hanyu. He smiled dryly and said, "Forget, let's go and see if Dr. Huangfu's stove is used to bake watermelon."

Roasted watermelon? Mo Wen and other three people felt strange about the scene of watermelon being thrown into the stove. However, Ma Xiaochao walked into the Huangfu's return clinic by himself.

"D. Huangfu, look at my wound, tut, it hurts so much!" Ma Xiaochao saw a middle-aged man with a red face, handsome figure and loose hair. He sat in front of the stove, poked his hands in the sleeves of cotton clothes, and couldn't help trembling. He must be the legendary emperor's magic doctor.

"You? You?" Dr. Huangfu looked at Ma Xiaochao's eyes, and his body trembled more violently. With a pair of dry eyes, he stared at the jade hanging around Ma Xiaochao's neck.

While Ma Xiaochao was wondering, he saw Dr. Huangfu suddenly bounce up, shot on Ma Xiaochao's body, and bit Ma Xiaochao's shoulder fiercely. Suddenly, countless blood spewed out, while Dr. Huangfu greedily absorbed the blood from Ma Xiaochao.

"Hey!" Ma Xiaochao endured the severe pain and kicked Huangfu back and said, "Dir, I'm here to cure the disease, not to let you suck blood. Wow~" Ma Xiaochao grinned in pain. Is this Dr. Huangfu a dog?

"What's your name!" Dr. Huangfu's eyes were shining, and he sat back by the fire and couldn't help trembling. He said viciously, "Doctor's parents' heart, my Huangfu is famous in this whole Lichuanjiao. You should appreciate the blood on your body as a medicine. You should thank me."

It's not you who suffered the pain, it's not you who was sucked blood, and it's not you who was bitten. Of course, you are not too much! Ma Xiaochao couldn't help slandering, but said, "Mr. Huangfu, can't you cure my injury?"

"Bulls!" Dr. Huangfu's attitude is not generally bad: "My Huangfu has returned to medicine for so many years. Except for the puppet curse of Kui Shen and the poison of that man, there is no disease that I can't cure! Besides, you are not sick at all. What do you want me to treat?

Ma Xiaochao pointed to the blood hole on his left shoulder: " Dr. Huangfu, can't you see such a big wound? Saving a person's life is better than building a seven-level Futu. I will die of excessive blood loss."

Huang Fugui stared at Ma Xiaochao: "Did you die from too much blood? Am I a doctor or are you a doctor? I said that you are not sick, but you are not sick. Your body is full of undead blood. Even if you only have one drop of blood left, you will not die! Besides, does the blood of the undead bird cry for nothing? Why is the undead bird called the undead bird? It's because it has self-healing ability that you, you, you, you, and none of you can think of!" Huangfugui said that he was excited, and a finger kept drawing, pointing at several people behind Ma Xiaochao.

"So, will my wound heal itself?" Ma Xiaochao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but he was very indignant at Huangfu's indiscriminate behavior and said angrily, "Mr. Huangfu, you swallowed a few mouths of my blood without my consent. I'm afraid it's a little difficult to say?"

"Bulls!" Dr. Huangfu stared at Ma Xiaochao and said, "What did you just say? Saving lives is better than building a seven-level buoy. Do you think I was born with this virtue at my age? If you can't do it well and let me live a few more years is murder. If I don't suck your blood today, I will die tomorrow. Although you didn't kill me, you can't get away with it!"

Cut noodles, what is this? Ma Xiaochao felt that there was no way to communicate with Huangfugui according to the normal logic, so he asked, "Dr. Huangfu, what kind of strange disease are you? Although I am not a doctor, I can also help you cure it."

"Joke! My Huangfu is known as a magic doctor. What can you do if you can't even cure me? Huangfugui looked disdainful, but stared at the jade on Ma Xiaochao's neck and was stunned. After a long time, he suddenly said, "No, maybe you really can't do anything!"

"Oh?" Ma Xiaochao suddenly became interested. Since the wound on his body will automatically heal, he doesn't have to worry too much. Instead, Huangfu said that I could cure his illness, which is an anecdote in the world.

"This piece of jade is called Kunling Hanyu. In contrast, there is a piece called Kunling Warm Jade. Legend has it that these two pieces of jade are a pair of male and female, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they also echo each other. As long as the men and women who hold this pair of jade, regardless of family status, beauty and ugliness, will one day come together because of these two pieces of jade. Huangfu looked at the jade and seemed to evoke the past: "This jade stayed on her body. And I practiced medicine through a village and accidentally found another piece opposite to this jade, so we came together.

Ma Xiaochao touched his earlobe and said puzzled, "What does this have to do with your strange disease?"

"Kid, listen to me. I'm not sick, but because what our Huangfu family did has caused God's punishment. If I hadn't accidentally found Kunling Nuanyu and used it to suppress the ice curse on my body, I'm afraid I wouldn't have lived to this day. The reason why I chose to seek medical treatment is to make up for the mistakes made by my ancestors. Huangfu suddenly sighed, "But who knows, the accident 17 years ago made me doubt for a long time. Is it right for me to do this? Can the crimes committed by my ancestors really be made up for by practicing medicine and saving people for decades?

"You can't choose who gave birth to you. Whether your father is a good man or not, he is your father anyway. If he has done anything wrong, you should also bear it for him. This is your responsibility as a son. Ma Xiaochao stared at Huangfu and suddenly thought of Ma Dakui.

"Hahaha, boy, you're right. If I had known you earlier, I'm afraid I wouldn't have made more mistakes. The accident 17 years ago separated my wife and children, and I put the only piece of jade on my body in my daughter's swaying. I hope her mother can take her away from the pursuit of her enemies and be an ordinary person safely. But I didn't fulfill my duty as a father. I'm sorry for their mother and daughter." Huangfugui said and shed a few tears.

"Hey, Dr. Huangfu, what does it look like for you, a big man?" Ma Xiaochao scolded: "If you have the ability, go to their mother and daughter, let them recognize you again, and hide here to cry. It's simply a coward. Not even as good as a bitch!"

Huangfugui suddenly raised his head and said with a serious face, "Since you are wearing this jade, what do you have to do with my daughter!"