C2 Master Song

Song Ziyang walked out of the Mo family without saying anything. Back in the Cloud Mist Mountain, he was deeply taught by his master, which included the morals, medicine, and medicine. Not only did he have to save lives, he had never even charged a fee to see a doctor in the Hidden Mist Mountain area. He deserved the kindness of a doctor, but Song Ziyang also had his own bottom line. As long as he wasn't a doctor, he wouldn't go.

Jiang Guanglin walked behind Song Ziyang.

He was also well aware of his martial nephew's personality. It was the Mo family that went too far, so what if they were 17 years old? The other party's medical skills were unparalleled, and his path was one of healing. Furthermore, he had travelled thousands of miles day and night to reach this place. How could his age be measured by that?

If it wasn't for the fact that the young mistress of the Mo family was a good friend of his daughter, and if it wasn't for the Mo family's kindness for the development of the hospital, Jiang Guanglin wouldn't have asked for help from his sect. Jiang Guanglin could not help but smile bitterly as he thought about how his worldly affairs had disturbed the sect cultivators.

However...

The moment Song Ziyang and Jiang Guanglin walked out of the Mo family, they suddenly heard Mo Zhong's angry roar from the Mo family's villa.

Judging from this roar, Miss Mo's illness didn't seem to be very optimistic.

"Ziyang." Jiang Guanglin frowned and stopped Song Ziyang.

Song Ziyang stopped. Jiang Guanglin sighed and said, "Ziyang, although the Mo family doesn't like you, but only you can save Miss Mo's life here. If you don't go and save her, she will really die. "

Song Ziyang lowered his head slightly when he heard that.

It wasn't that he didn't want to save her. It was Master who had said that the reputation of our sect had not been obtained through bragging over the fact that our sect had been around for hundreds of years. Those who did not respect the Ghost Doctor Sect would not be saved.

But...

Song Ziyang hesitated for a moment. If he didn't go, then his trip down the mountain would be meaningless.

"Ziyang, how about we go take a look?" Jiang Guanglin saw that Song Ziyang was a little moved and said again.

Song Ziyang turned around and glanced at the Mo family's villa.

Slightly sighing, honestly speaking, Song Ziyang isn't that kind of person with a heart of stone. At this moment, he was slightly moved. After a long hesitation, Song Ziyang said, "Then let's go take a look."

Jiang Guanglin couldn't help but laugh in his heart as he and Song Ziyang turned around and walked back.

At this moment, in the Mo family room.

Miss Mo laid on the bed, her face covered in blood, covering her coquettish face. The blood was coming out of her mouth. Mo Zhong turned pale with fright as he stood beside the bed. His body was shaking uncontrollably.

At the side, Qian Youwei's expression was also extremely unsightly. It seemed that Miss Mo's illness had given him a thorny sensation that he had never felt before. Qian Youwei didn't even know where to start.

"Brother Mo, forgive me for being blunt, but Miss Mo has not lived for long." Seeing the situation in front of him, Qian Youwei closed his eyes and said.

At that moment, Qian Youwei was powerless.

Hearing that, Mo Zhong punched the wall and a deep fist mark was left on the wall. At this moment, the crying sounds of the Mo family could be heard from the room. Seeing the girl on the bed being tormented by illness, he couldn't do anything.

"She can still be saved."

At the moment when the Mo family was in despair.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from outside the door.

Everyone immediately turned around.

Jiang Guanglin and the young man, Song Ziyang, walked over. Those words were what Song Ziyang had just said.

"Brat, you … What did you say? " Hearing Song Ziyang's words, Mo Zhong was slightly stunned. He clenched his fist tightly and looked at Song Ziyang as he coldly spat out a few words.

However, Song Ziyang was not afraid of Mo Zhong's gaze.

Under the gaze of the Mo family, he replied faintly, "I said Miss Mo can still be saved. If you allow me to come for treatment, I have an 80% chance of curing her disease. If you don't let me, I'll turn and leave. "

Mo Zhong was slightly surprised. He was surprised that a seventeen year old teenager dared to say such words in front of him.

Moreover, he was still so calm.

Mo Zhong was one of the top inner strength warriors in Jiang Prefecture. Not to mention a seventeen year old teenager, even a sturdy man would be shocked by his strength and aura.

"Brother Mo, don't listen to this brat's nonsense. I think this brat is here to extort money from Brother Mo. Even I can't take it, what is he going to do to save me?" Noticing the change in Mo Zhong's expression, Qian Youwei said coldly.

On one hand, it was Professor Qian. On the other, it was Song Ziyang's words.

Mo Zhong had a hard time making a choice, so he clenched his fists tightly.

At this time, Song Ziyang continued, "Who wants to extort money from the Mo family, who should know. There's not much time left, Master Mo. If you want me to make a move as soon as possible and if I'm too late, then it's really too late. "

"Kid, what do you mean by that? Are you targeting me? " Qian Youwei said angrily. "Humph!" He couldn't help but snort in his heart. "What a brat, to think he would dare to be impolite in front of me. Fine, since you insist on suicide, don't blame me for being rude."

Qian Youwei harrumphed in his heart and hurriedly said to Mo Zhong, "Brother Mo, this brat has been spouting nonsense here. Why don't you just let him be? If he can't be cured, then let him and the young miss die with him. "

When Mo Zhong heard this, his clenched fists relaxed slightly.

The members of the Mo family looked at Mo Zhong with cold anger, then looked at the cold and arrogant Song Ziyang on the side, as if they were waiting for Mo Zhong's decision.

Mo Zhong finally let out a long breath.

Mo Zhong pointed at Song Ziyang and said lightly, "Alright, I'll let you treat it."

With that, Song Ziyang walked to the bedside.

Mo Zhong added. If you can cure my daughter, I, Mo Zhong, will repay your kindness even if I go bankrupt. But if you can't cure my daughter, then don't think that you can leave this place alive and stay here to accompany my daughter in death. " The last sentence was practically squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth.

Song Ziyang was not afraid of that.

He came to the bedside and took off the backpack on his back. Then he took out a row of golden needles. Others might not know, but Jiang Guanglin was secretly happy, and said with excitement in his heart: Could this be my Ghost Doctor's Qi Returning Soul Needle? Even I do not have the qualifications to learn this, who would have thought that at such a young age, Zi Yang has already grasped the Qi Returning Soul Needle. "

The so-called Qi Manipulation Soul Restoring Needles mainly used Qi Manipulation to break through the blood vessels. Not only did he need to have a deep understanding of acupuncture points, but he also needed to have a deep inner force cultivation. Those who could have both were not unique, but they were also extremely rare.

Everyone looked at each other.

Song Ziyang turned Miss Mo over on the bed. After that, he slightly ripped her clothes, revealing her white back. Then, Song Ziyang said, "Miss Mo's illness may seem small, but if it is enlarged, it will be life-threatening. "What she got wasn't actually a serious illness, but a hydrops in her lungs, that's all."

Water in the lungs!

Not only did these two words surprise Jiang Guanglin, even Qian Youwei's expression changed.

"What, water in the lungs? How is that possible? " Mo Zhong asked.

"Is Miss Mo first ill a cough? For a long time, no one will be able to recover from it? " Song Ziyang asked.

"Exactly."

Mo Zhong added, "My daughter is suffering from chronic cough and is suffering from a lung infection after being shot at the hospital. She died after being hospitalized. The result is that her illness is getting worse and worse."

Hearing Mo Zhong's words, Song Ziyang chuckled. After a while, Song Ziyang replied, "The physiques of humans are different, the Chinese medicine is divided into five elements and five levels. Normal people have a mixture of five qualities, those who are biased are soft, and those who are biased are easily angered. However, Miss Mo's physique was a rare pure wood constitution. The western blood injection is the normal treatment. However, Miss Mo's Pure Wood Body was unable to fully absorb the water that flowed into her blood. A portion of it had accumulated in her lungs, and over time, the water in her lungs became serious.

The moment Song Ziyang finished speaking, Mo Zhong and Qian Youwei couldn't help but open their mouths wide. Fifth level? Pure wood? I've never heard of it. "

"If the water is accumulated in the brain, it will be hydrocephalus." Song Ziyang added.

With that, Jiang Guanglin, who was standing to the side, slapped himself on the face and said excitedly: "So that's how it is. We were constantly treating Miss Mo with water and intramuscular injection, but we forgot that her body couldn't fully absorb these things. "So that's how it is. So that's how it is."

Mo Zhong also understood what he was talking about. At this moment, the boy in front of him was not a hairless child, but a master.

At such a young age, he could actually see through a problem that even the professor failed to see through. If he wasn't a master, then what else could he be?

At this moment, the eyes of the others in the Mo family also changed a little when they saw Song Ziyang. So this person really is a master. We were wrong about him previously, but I didn't expect him to be so lucky at such a young age. Their futures are limitless. "

Only Qian Youwei was a bit unconvinced, and he thought to himself: "Is it that deceptive theory again? "Alright, I want to see how you will end up with your mouth full of trains and your tail between your legs."

"Song... Master Song, may I know how to treat you? " Mo Zhong even changed his way of addressing him.

"Acupuncture, open the lung acupoint."

Song Ziyang said lightly.