C1 Doctor Not a Doctor

Jiang Prefecture, Grand Dominance District.

The Mo family!

A black Mercedes-Benz S-600 drove straight through the gate of the Mo family and stopped in front of the manor.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed like a butler of the Mo family stepped out.

"Sir, we are here, this is the Mo family." After the butler got out of the car, he walked over to open the back door of the Mercedes-Benz and said.

The car door opened.

A young man bowed and walked down.

This youth had delicate features and an imposing manner. He looked to be around the age of seventeen, but he was extremely handsome.

The teenager got off the car, looked up at the Mo family villa, and his throat moved a little.

A trace of surprise flashed in the youth's eyes.

The young man's name was Song Ziyang, and he was only seventeen years old. It came from the Cloud Mist Mountain's Ghost Doctor Sect. Since childhood, he had cultivated in the depths of the mountains, and had not stepped out of the mountains. In a blink of an eye, he had cultivated for more than ten years. Three days ago, Song Ziyang, who was far away in Cloud Mist Mountain, suddenly received a letter. This letter was written by his martial uncle, Jiang Guanglin.

The letter stated that Miss Mo of Jiang Prefecture was suffering from a serious illness, and Jiang Guanglin was not allowed to diagnose her illness. The letter listed Miss Mo's illness, and asked her master to come forward to treat her illness. The situation was critical. After Song Ziyang received the letter from his martial uncle, Jiang Guanglin, he was sent down the mountain by his master.

Before leaving the mountain, his teacher had only said that his chance had arrived and had specially descended the mountain to train.

Thus, Song Ziyang came from the Cloud Mist Mountain and entered the Mo family.

"Mr. Ye, please!"

After Song Ziyang stopped, the Mo family's butler immediately gestured towards Song Ziyang to invite him in. However, the butler of the Mo family could not help but mutter in his heart. This Song Ziyang looks to be only 17 years old, could he really cure Eldest Miss' illness? "

In fact, Song Ziyang's martial uncle, Jiang Guanglin, also received the true inheritance of the Ghost Doctor and became the head doctor of the Jiang Prefecture's First People's Hospital. Even Jiang Guanglin could not diagnose the cause of the disease, could Song Ziyang, who was from the Ghost Doctor Sect and a junior, diagnose it?

Song Ziyang couldn't help laughing.

He followed the butler of the Mo family towards the hall.

"Ziyang." Arriving outside the hall of the Mo family, a middle-aged man had been waiting for a long time. He quickly walked over when he saw Song Ziyang.

Song Ziyang raised his head slightly.

The person who came was his martial uncle, Jiang Guanglin. He is currently the chief physician of the First People's Hospital of Jiangzhou.

"Martial Uncle." Song Ziyang bowed to Jiang Guanglin.

"Hehe, Zi Yang, there is no need to be so polite. Why are you here so early? I thought it was tomorrow. " Jiang Guanglin was overjoyed to see his martial nephew. Others might not know, but Jiang Guanglin knew how many Successor Disciples the Ghost Doctor had personally taught Song Ziyang.

Song Ziyang smiled and said, "After receiving Martial Uncle's letter, Master immediately sent me down the mountain. I didn't dare to delay on the way, lest I delay Martial Uncle's business."

"Haha, good Ziyang. We're waiting for you. Let's go." Jiang Guanglin laughed and patted Song Ziyang.

Song Ziyang nodded and followed Jiang Guanglin.

Jiang Guanglin said, "Ziyang, how confident are you about Miss Mo's illness?"

Song Ziyang shook his head and replied, "I am seventy to eighty percent sure about what it says, but that can only be determined after the diagnosis is made."

Jiang Guanglin stopped talking and waited outside the hall with Song Ziyang for a while.

Not long after, Mo Family Head, Mo Zhong, and a middle-aged man in a white coat walked out of the hall, followed by a group of people from the Mo family. Mo Family Head and Mo Zhong said, "Professor Qian, please step up the pace of my daughter's illness."

The middle-aged man wearing a white coat respectfully smiled.

At this moment, Mo Zhong signalled to him. A woman from the Mo family walked over and stuffed two pieces of high-quality jade into the middle-aged man's hands. The middle-aged man immediately retracted his hand and smiled at Mo Zhong. "Brother Mo, don't worry. Your daughter isn't terminally ill. Just use the medicine I prescribed and I'll come back tomorrow. When the time comes, the young miss's illness will not be a problem."

"Thank you, Professor Qian." Mo Zhong said respectfully.

The conversation between the two had attracted Song Ziyang's attention.

It was obvious that this middle-aged man in a white coat was a doctor. From the looks of it, he seemed to be a professor from some school. Song Ziyang had never diagnosed Miss Mo before, so he couldn't tell whether this white-coat professor had any skills or not.

Seeing Song Ziyang's confusion, Jiang Guanglin explained, "This man is called Qian Youwei, a retired professor of medicine at Jiangzhou University. Seeing Song Ziyang's confusion, Jiang Guanglin explained," This man is called Qian Youwei, a retired professor of medicine at Jiangzhou University.

Song Ziyang smiled, but didn't reply.

Qian Youwei was about to leave after he finished his sentence, but he seemed to have seen Jiang Guanglin. Qian Youwei was slightly startled and hurriedly smiled, "Doctor Jiang, so you are here too. Are you here to treat Miss Mo?"

Jiang Guanglin was surprised to see Qian Youwei talking to him.

"Professor Qian, I don't know about Miss Mo's condition, so I invited a master from Hidden Mist Mountain to diagnose Miss Mo's illness." Jiang Guanglin smiled and replied.

The moment he said this, not only Qian Youwei, but everyone in the Mo family already had their eyes fixed on Song Ziyang.

Qian Youwei clicked his tongue. Oh? Could this brat be the master that you invited? "

He looked at Song Ziyang.

"Doctor Jiang, I did indeed hear that you wanted to invite a master to treat my daughter. Could it be him?" Mo Zhong was also attracted by Song Ziyang and asked in confusion.

Everyone in the Mo family looked at Song Ziyang.

However, Jiang Guanglin smiled and introduced him to Mo Zhong, "Old Master Mo, you are right. This is the Great Master from the Hidden Mist Mountain, his name is Song Ziyang. He is the only Ghost Doctor to receive seventy percent of the true inheritance from our Ghost Doctor's branch. "

Mo Zhong slightly frowned. Obviously, he was a little surprised by Jiang Guanglin's words. After all, the person in front of him was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

However, Jiang Guanglin felt that he had already humbly expressed his junior nephew's abilities. The so-called seventh point was the day when the Ghost Doctor met up with Song Ziyang. It was also two years ago when the Ghost Doctor met up with Song Ziyang.

The others from the Mo family also looked at Jiang Guanglin and Song Ziyang as if they were looking at a monkey. "At this time, someone in the crowd started talking." Doctor Jiang, are you sure you're not mistaken? How dare you call yourself a master with such a hairless child? Do you think our Mo family is blind? "

"Yeah, Jiang Guanglin, what's the meaning of having a little brat come over?" The Mo family said.

However, Jiang Guanglin had a smile on his face.

Jiang Guanglin said, "Although my martial nephew is young, his luck is not low. I can let him try out Miss Mo's illness."

When Mo Zhong heard this, he frowned and looked at Qian Youwei. After all, Qian Youwei was a professor. Mo Zhong asked, "Professor Qian, what do you think?"

"Humph!"

With a snort of laughter, Qian Youwei replied, "Brother Mo, even I am not sure about your daughter's illness, but you still have to go back and ask my teacher." Jiang Guanglin was too bold, how could a little kid like him be able to cure the disease? If that's the case, then what's the use of having us professors? "

"Professor Qian is right." Doctor Jiang, I appreciate your kindness. Please leave! " Mo Zhong said.

Jiang Guanglin looked at Song Ziyang. At this moment, he wanted to hear Song Ziyang's opinion.

Song Ziyang remained calm. Although the doctor was kind, to him, there were some people that could be considered a doctor, but not a doctor. Since the Mo family didn't like him, Song Ziyang had nothing to say. He said, "In that case, Martial Uncle, let's go first. With the rich professor here, we won't have to worry about this anymore."

His tone was calm, without a single ripple.

Jiang Guanglin couldn't help but sigh when he heard what Song Ziyang had said. Alright, in that case, we will take our leave. However, let me remind you, if you miss out on my junior nephew, you won't be able to return even if you receive ten thousand gold. "

Mo Zhong was expressionless.

Jiang Guanglin did not stop either, although Song Ziyang walked away.

At this moment, a servant girl rushed out from the hall. Master, Madam, it's bad. The young miss is about to die. "

After the maid finished speaking, Mo Zhong's expression changed.

"Professor Qian." Mo Zhong said.

"I'll go take a look."

Qian Youwei was the first to charge in.

Mo Zhong and the others from the Mo family followed him in.

At the side, seeing the scene in front of him, Jiang Guanglin said, "Zi Yang, are you sure you don't want to treat me? That's a human life. "

Song Ziyang's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Master said that it's a doctor, but not a doctor." Song Ziyang replied plainly.

With that, Song Ziyang started to walk again.