Chapter 59

The old man, known as elder Jiang, snorted and looked at doctor Xie sarcastically: "can ordinary people make you kneel down in the street? Can we treat patients who can't even cure me? "

Dr. Xie's face was red and his head was bowed down. His hands hung down on his side pulled in tightly. His eyes were full of hatred and hatred.

Jiang Chang said: "do you really have a clear diagnosis? The patient was finally cured because of the broken meridians?"

Although he was full of reluctance, Dr. Xie nodded: "it is absolutely true. That kid must have used some secret method... "

Elder Jiang waved and interrupted him: "was there anyone else besides you and Zhou Yan'an of Shengde hall at that time?"

Dr. Xie thought of the strange power that made him kneel and kowtow. His eyes flashed, but he shook his head at last. He said again, "could it be the ghost of the saint de Tang people who deliberately found such a boy to provoke us?"

Elder Jiang shook his head and said: "now the priority is to find the young man first. Send someone to inform me immediately after finding it. Remember, don't act rashly, or you will know the result! "

The threat and sternness in elder Jiang's tone made Dr. Xie feel awe inspiring. He quickly bowed and said, "yes, elder Jiang."

Doctor Xie retreated in fear. Elder Jiang looked at his back, but his eyes were burning with greed and eagerness.

Xie Chongming doesn't understand this fool. He knows better than anyone else. Repairing the broken meridians can only be done by doctor bading. If a mere mortal can achieve it, if his yuan family has this skill, he will soon enter the doctor association.

Their yuan family has been hiding in the Yanjing city for so many years. It's not the moment yet.

Ha ha, that young man and the secret method in his hand, his yuan family's potential is inevitable!

===At the same time, Zhou Yan'an, the manager of Shengde Church in Dr. Xie's name, is also reporting this matter to his master.

Here is a spacious meeting hall, in which there is only a man wearing a red brocade gun.

He had a strange white mask on his face. Under the light, the map on the mask was like a ferocious ghost rattan, giving a sense of creepiness.

Zhou Yan'an looked up at the little Lord sitting on the main seat, and hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look more, his heart pounded.

Only their close confidants know how evil and beautiful a face is under the strange mask of the little Lord. But the little LORD hated this face from childhood, so that he rarely used the real face to show people.

Thinking of the true face of the little Lord, Zhou Yan'an inevitably thought of the boy who saved people in the daytime. The same beautiful couple, male and female indisputable, but the youth's face is as clear as jade, as proud as the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, and the little Lord's evil beauty is completely different.

Just thinking, suddenly a man's languid voice came to his ear: "do you connect the broken meridians with mortals? It's true that there are some meanings. If someone has such supernatural means, I'm afraid that the wind direction of the whole medical practice circle in Jinling will change. "

Zhou Yan'an quickly calmed down his mind and bowed down to ask, "little Lord, do we need to send more people to look for the young man?"

It's not that he hasn't sent people to follow him, but it's strange that he lost the figure of the youth just after he walked around the corner. What's more, as far as he knows, the people who live in the almsgiving hall also return without success.