"Oh?" Shen Zhen raised his eyebrows: "A very important person? What kind of person?"
Tuanzi’s face was very serious: “A miracle doctor.”
Shen Zhen was still stunned for a moment: "A miracle doctor? Isn't Dr. Mao good at it?"
"Of course not!" Tuanzi's little head shook like a rattle: "It's definitely not an imperial physician. A ready-made doctor like an imperial physician, no matter which book he is in, is a supporting character who is crushed. So if he is not an imperial physician, he must be a super The magic doctor who is powerful, a thousand times more powerful than the imperial doctor, lives in a twists and turns place like Peach Blossom Spring. If you go to find him, you will have to write two chapters, and maybe there will be a formation in his residence."
Shen Zhen and Shen Linquan looked at each other, both a little funny.
In the profession of imperial physician, there are very few people who dare to practice indiscriminately. Otherwise, they come from a medical family, inherit the family inheritance and have been exposed to it since childhood, and have outstanding medical skills.
If you are a private doctor, you must have a very good and famous reputation, be recommended and tested at all levels, and be unique before you can enter. After that, you can read the medical records of the Imperial Hospital from past dynasties, communicate with experts, and make continuous progress... …
Strong alliances and mutual learning, so the medical skills of imperial doctors should be the best in the world... It is really not very likely that they will be inferior to those of wandering doctors.
For example, at the moment, not everyone among the imperial doctors knows how to cure this poison. The reason why Zhou Ziheng is allowed to go to the quack doctors is just because they know the situation better.
It's like a plate of local food. A palace chef may have to taste it before he knows what ingredients are used and how to stir-fry it, but a local chef knows what the dish is just by smelling it.
But Mibao's views have always been different, and the two of them certainly would not argue with her.
Shen Linquan smiled and said: "Grandpa with white beard, right? Your master went to invite him."
Unexpectedly, Tuanzi shook his little head again: "No, no, of course not. An old miracle doctor like White Beard may have a little role. But, what Mi Bao said is the kind of life and death friendship with his wife. Brother, the kind of person who follows you wherever you go, just like you."
"Ah?" Shen Linquan asked: "Then, what's the difference between that kind of person?"
"Of course it's different!" Tuanzi said loudly: "Younger, more handsome, and there must be something wrong!"
Shen Linquan asked: "There must be something wrong? What does this mean?"
Mi Bao said: "That is, he must have a problem that is different from others...for example, he has six fingers, or he has double pupils, or he is blind or lame in a wheelchair, but in the end The most common thing is white hair."
Shen Zhen couldn't hold back and asked: "Don't you mean young? Then you still have white hair?"
"Yes," Tuanzi said matter-of-factly: "You can't have white hair if you are young? He needs to be young, handsome, white-haired, and aloof."
"Why?" Shen Linquan really didn't understand: "You can't cure diseases if you have black hair? Besides, why are you so aloof and cold as a doctor? If you don't have the heart of a parent when you're a doctor? How can you be kind and gentle?"
"If you're not aloof, it's a hit!" Tuanzi was almost anxious to death. He stood up and tried to compare with his two little hands: "Think about it! The three of you are together every day. You must have a different style of painting together. The picture of people walking over will look good, and everyone can do their own thing when something happens! If my wife is very fairy-like, he must be evil or evil. If you talk so much, he must be cold and cold. Your warm man, he must have a sharp tongue... he is all like this."
Shen Linquan said: "But we are both young and handsome, shouldn't we still be in the same league?"
Tuanzi glanced at him with disdainful eyes: "It won't matter if it hits you. That's how it works. No matter what the story is, only young and handsome people can be the protagonists. No matter gods, monsters, policemen... or police officers, they can be the protagonists." If you don’t do anything serious, just fall in love. If you write about an old man going home to bask in the sun, who would read it?”
Everyone: "..."
The only old man in the room, Dr. Mao: "..."
It hurts my heart.
Shen Linquan frowned and said, "I don't know why, but this person who will appear in the future makes people feel like their fists are itching and they want to beat him up."
Shen Zhen coughed: "I seem to have the same feeling. It's difficult to make friends with such people."
"It's okay," Tuanzi touched his face and comforted him: "Although Mi Bao doesn't understand why, you will definitely become friends of life and death in the end."
She also added: "He will show up soon, because my wife's career is about to start."
Fine.
Shen Zhen didn't say that his career had actually started, so he put aside the matter for the time being and asked Yan Ben: "How much have you done?"
Yan Sandao: "We have sent back to the capital two hundred swords and two to three hundred soft shields. The amount is the same here, and it may be doubled after today."
Shen Zhen said: "Then let's send 300 people to Henan today, and take a look at Mr. Zhou's side. If we can't find him, let him come back."
Yan San responded.
That night, three hundred shadow guards quietly left.
But the number of people on Mi Bao's side has not decreased. They are the shadow guards sent by Emperor Mingcheng after the Wen Ya Dao incident. The leader is Yan Jiu, another group of elites.
At this time, Zhou Ziheng and Yan Twelve were still wandering around Henan Province.
A few days ago, they found the Yixian Villa, only to find that it had been burned into ruins.
Zou Shenghua is well-known in the world, but he has a weird temper and refuses to treat patients if he disagrees with them. Therefore, he is not very popular. There are many people who come to him for medical treatment, but he has few friends.
So when I saw this scene, I just thought he was seeking revenge, and no one would pursue it to avenge him.
So they inquired for several days, but couldn't find any clues.
But just because there were no clues at all, it confirmed their guess.
This is what those people from Wen Ya Dao did.
This is because if the gangsters are seeking revenge, the gangsters' style is extensive and they will do whatever it takes to get grudges and grudges, and they generally won't sweep it away so cleanly.
Zhou Ziheng and Zou Shenghua had an irreversible friendship, so firstly for Mi Bao, and secondly for his old friend, Zhou Ziheng had no choice but to investigate.
He felt that Zou Shenghua would never die.
Zou Shenghua appears to be a grumpy old man to the outside world. In fact, this is often the case. If he is too grumpy, people seeking medical treatment will definitely get into trouble.
In fact, he himself is very alert and rigorous in character, and he is a person who has suffered big losses. He has countless trump cards, so he will not die so easily.
So he was very attentive to the investigation, and Yan Twelve always assisted him.
Until the news came from the shadow guard, saying that Mi Bao's poison had been cured, and the other people's poison had also been temporarily suppressed.
Although Yingxun's writing was simple, several people were relieved. Zhou Ziheng thought that he would go back to see his young apprentice first, and then come back by himself to investigate the matter in secret.
As a result, before the two of them returned, the shadow guards sent here came. The two sides connected and explained the situation to each other. Listening to Zhou Ziheng's inference, Yan Jiu said out of nowhere: "Without them. Traces, have you ever met a young, handsome, white-haired person?"