Chapter 694

"You......" the doctor's tone was stagnant, and he was trembled by Qin Chuan's words.

"Bury the old man, what on earth does this boy do? Our sanatorium can't take up the responsibility if we give you a good or bad treatment. "

The doctor glared at Qin Chuan and turned his head to bury the old man.

"No matter, even if something happens, it has nothing to do with you."

The old man waved his hand, then took the infusion tube off his arm and muttered.

"I've been trying to pull it out for a long time. What's the use of it except to deliver some salt water to my body?"

Several doctors smell that their faces are almost green. They use imported medicine for the funeral. This bottle is enough for an ordinary family to spend a year. But in the mouth of the funeral, it turns into normal saline.

However, although a few doctors look bad, they dare not say anything more. They dare to blame Qin Chuan, but they dare not blame burying the old man.

Sure enough, as soon as these pipes were pulled out, the old man's face immediately eased down. It was not as red as before.

Qinchuan then began to run the Vientiane Sutra and put his finger on the wrist of the buried old man. However, after checking this circle, Qinchuan's eyebrows were deeply wrinkled.

"Qin Chuan, what happened to him?" Seeing that Qin Chuan was silent, Wang Ning immediately raised her heart.

"Hum, look at this boy, he just pretends to understand!"

"There's no way to bury the old man. I'm afraid he didn't come here to cheat me, did he?"

"Let him go..."

Several doctors couldn't help saying.

"Boy, what do you see?"

Seeing that Qin Chuan's brows were locked, Doctor Chen immediately came forward and asked sarcastically.

Qin Chuan ignored him and turned his head to bury the old man.

"Burial, have you been treated by others these days? Or what medicine did you take? "

Qinchuan's tone is a little dignified. Just now, Qinchuan used Vientiane Qi to explore the body of the buried old man, and found that the channels of the buried old man's body were filled with a cold air, competing with the original fire poison focus of the buried old man.

But this kind of treatment, although it seems no problem, but you know, this is in the body, cold fire collision, damage is buried old body, can good strange!

"Take medicine?" Buried old frowned, as if something sounded, immediately said.

"Two days ago, a doctor brought by a friend of mine prescribed a pill for me to treat the fire poison in my body. I just took this pill for two days..."

"Is there any more?" Qin Chuan interrupted the old man's words urgently.

Ouyang Jingyuan, who was next to him, couldn't help feeling unhappy. However, since the old man didn't say anything, he couldn't speak well. Otherwise, this disrespect for the old man would be enough to make Qinchuan pay a heavy price.

"No, the doctor gave me two, but I think he will come today."

Buried old shook his head, voice just fell, a knock on the door suddenly remembered.

"Ha ha, how are you? Let me tell you, "Xiao Ning brought you a doctor?"

Outside the door came Lang Shuang's laughter. It sounded like he was an acquaintance with the funeral master.

"Xiao Ning, go and open the door." The old man ordered.

Wang Ning immediately went to open the door. Outside the door stood a tough old man. Behind the old man, there were two people, one of whom was Chen Weihua, who had just met at the door, and the other was a middle-aged man in a long robe.

The middle-aged man was carrying a wooden box of traditional Chinese medicine. His temples were white, and he seemed to have some temperament.

As soon as Chen Weihua came in, his cold eyes fell on Qin Chuan. He knew that Wang Ning had found Qin Chuan to cure the old man, so he immediately went back and called the people over, ready to humiliate Qin Chuan in front of Wang Ning.

"Lao Chen, this Mr. Qin, is the doctor Xiao Ning helped me find, specializing in the treatment of my old injuries." Then he pointed to the tough old man.

"This is my friend for many years. Just call him Mr. Chen."

"Good old Chen." Qin Chuan said hello unfairly.

"Don't mention it, Mr. Qin. I just heard from my grandson that you can cure the disease of burying the old?" Chen said suspiciously,

As a man of the same age as burying the old man, he certainly knew what caused the disease of burying the old man. In recent years, burying the old man has found many doctors, but they have no choice but to get sick.

And this man, young, doesn't look like a doctor at all. He just came to cheat.

"Although the disease of burying the old is stubborn, it's not that there is no way to treat it. It's just that before..."

"Well, I don't think you can cure at all!"

Before Qinchuan finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by the middle-aged man in the robe.

"Young man, I don't think you're too young to talk wildly. The old man has been attacked by fire and poison in his body. His injuries are old and can't be cured without advanced medical skills. What medical skills do you have at your age?" The middle-aged man in the robe said coldly.