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at the same time.
The brocade-robed young man fell on Ye Chentian's body, and the smile on his handsome face disappeared at this moment.
"who is he?"
Ye Chentian was dressed in a snow-like robe and had a handsome complexion. Even if he had a heart, he couldn't find any faults.
In terms of appearance alone, it completely crushes Yang Hao!
And more important is the latter temperament.
Indifferent as water, unobtrusive at all, standing there, as if hidden in the air, if Ye Chentian hadn't opened his mouth, he would have never noticed him before!
The more this happened, the more Yang Hao felt that something was wrong with Ye Chentian.
You know, this is the first time Ding Xuewei has brought another man back.
"Who are you?" A cold light flashed in Yang Hao's eyes, "At your age, I'm afraid you're not even a nine-stone pharmacist, right?"
"I'm really not."
Ye Chentian shook his head.
In fairyland.
There is only such a thing as an alchemist. Poison masters and pharmacists are all classified as alchemists. He used to be a heavenly alchemist! Naturally, it is impossible to be a Nine Stone Pharmacist.
"Hehe, you are not even a Jiushi pharmacist, so you dare to speak nonsense here? No one can cure the Ding family's illness except my master!"
Hearing Ye Chentian admit that he is not Jiushi Pharmacist.
The look of contempt on Yang Hao's face was even worse, and he knew in his heart that the former couldn't possibly be a pharmacist's disciple!
As for the children of the family?
In the entire city of Anhai, there is no family named Ye. What kind of background can he, Ye Chentian, have?
"I am indeed not Jiushi Pharmacist, but I am indeed here to treat Patriarch Ding." Ye Chentian emphasized to Madam Ding, and said, "Madam Ding, please take me to see Patriarch Ding. "
"this¡ª¡ª"
A look of hesitation flashed across Madam Ding's face.
to be honest.
She didn't really believe that this young boy in front of her could cure her husband's illness.
"Ha ha ha ha ha."
Hearing Ye Chentian's words, Yang Hao who was on the side laughed directly.
He laughed very loudly, pointing at Ye Chentian with one hand, holding his stomach with the other, laughing so hard that tears almost came out.
"You, are you sure you didn't come here for a joke?" Yang Hao said out of breath.
Originally, Yang Hao was extremely annoyed when he saw this lowly person with no power and power dared to rob him of his woman. Today, he was going to show this ignorant boy a little bit of color.
As a result, this kid.
It is the first time Yang Hao has seen this kind of person without him opening his mouth to humiliate himself.
"Disciple."
at the same time.
An old voice came from outside the door. An old man in a blue robe walked in from outside the house and said, "Teacher, why are you so happy?"
"Master."
Yang Hao cupped his hands at the old man in green robes, "This Mr. Ye came in suddenly and told us that he could cure the illness of the Patriarch of the Ding family. I couldn't help it, so I laughed out loud."
"Can you cure the illness of the head of the Ding family?"
The old man couldn't help but look over, his face was first surprised, then disdainful.
young!
He thought the same as Yang Hao, it is impossible for such a young boy to have such means.
The old man looked Ye Chentian up and down, and said condescendingly, "There is no medicine smell on your robe, and the joints of your hands are not like someone who often holds a medicine pestle. Boy, you are cheating, so don't lie in front of this old man!"
"I just changed my robe today, so naturally there is no smell of medicine. As for the medicine pestle do you need this for refining medicine?"
Ye Chentian frowned and said lightly.
"Chick!"
A sneer suddenly sounded from the side.
Yang Hao said with a smile, "Even I, who just learned to refine medicine, know that every pharmacist needs to hold a pestle and grind various medicinal materials. The particle state of medicinal materials is closely related to the refined medicine. You Tell me that refining medicine doesn¡¯t need this?¡±
The old man is enshrined by the Yang family.
Yang Hao worshiped the old man as his teacher, so he naturally knew about refining medicine.
"Then you are short-sighted and showing off your superficial knowledge of refining medicine."
Ye Chentian sneered, too lazy to say more.
Talk to the latter about the alchemy in alchemy? ??? Said, sideways bypassed the maid, and walked directly into the room.
After finishing speaking, he closed the door, leaving behind everyone who was still in place.
"Um?"
"He, did he go in?"
Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "You really let him in, if something happens to him while he's messing around inside, even my master won't be able to save your father!"
"It's ridiculous to let the little boy cure the disease! If he can really cure the disease, this old man will waste his ability to refine medicine!"
Regarding Ye Chentian's behavior, the old man couldn't help but sneered.
Even if it was him, he couldn't cure the Patriarch of the Ding family, so he could only hang him up with the pill.
Recently, he discovered that the head of the Ding family has developed a certain resistance to the three-turn Jade Ganoderma lucidum, so he planned with Yang Hao to deceive Ding Xuewei first, and then swallow the Ding family in one step!
"Xuewei, he, he is" Seeing Ye Chentian rushing in recklessly, Mrs. Ding was also anxious.
The person lying inside is the head of the Ding family, and even her husband!
"Mother."
Ding Xuewei held her mother's hand, "Mom, let's just trust her once."
? In Muji Hall, Ye Chen's miraculous silver needle resounded.
Ding Xuewei murmured in her heart, "Ye Chentian, you must bring my father back, but I bet everything on me!"
At this moment.
in the room.
The house was filled with a stench, and Ye Chentian, who was standing in the middle of the stench, couldn't help frowning, and looked at the middle-aged man on the bed, who was black and skinny, and was spitting out blood.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.
This man's vitality is rapidly passing away. If he doesn't heal him, he may not be able to hold it for a stick of incense!
Ye Chentian looked at the middle-aged man who looked like a firewood and whispered, "I never thought that in such a small place, I would encounter this kind of disease. You deserved to die and met me."
Finished.
In the palm of Ye Chentian, a faint red-blue flame suddenly appeared, and the flame quickly appeared, directly enveloping the middle-aged man on the bed!
The next second.
On the outside of the middle-aged man, black beads of sweat the size of a grain of rice began to emerge! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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