Chapter Five Hundred and Four: Punching a swollen face and making a fat man
Lin Zhengfeng quickly asked, "What do you mean, you want to diagnose the Lord of the City?"
Hong Yu nodded and said, "If it's convenient, it's best to let me check it carefully for the city lord."
"It's convenient, of course it's convenient." The sadness on Lin Zhengfeng's face was wiped away, and he said with great joy, "What do you think of tomorrow?"
"Brother Lin, you can decide the time. Anyway, we won't leave until the day after tomorrow."
Lin Zhengfeng knelt down on one knee excitedly and said, "That's great. If I can make the Lord of the City recover, I, Lin Zhengfeng, will not hesitate to be ruined."
"Brother Lin, what are you doing? Get up quickly." Hong Yu quickly helped Lin Zhengfeng up and said with a troubled expression, "Don't put too much hope in me. If your spiritual veins are really damaged, even if my master is here,
There’s nothing you can do about it, but the injuries to your internal organs shouldn’t be a problem.”
Being short-tongued and soft-handed, Hong Yu knew that he couldn't refuse this offer. No matter how difficult the matter was, he had to see it before he could understand it. One-sided words alone were not enough to fully understand the city lord's injuries.
Lin Zhengfeng said excitedly, "No matter whether the city lord's injury can be cured or not, I can't repay my brother's feelings for you!"
It was getting late, so they agreed on a time tomorrow and left.
Lin Zhengfeng's warm hospitality tonight also made Hong Yu troubled.
Not to mention whether he can heal the damaged spiritual veins well, he still doesn't have the conditions to refine a Fugu Pill to treat internal injuries.
In the absence of alchemy furnaces and medicinal materials, it is like a skillful woman who cannot make a meal without rice.
On the way back to the inn, Meng Fei said, "Senior brother, we are empty-handed now. Even if we go, it will not make any difference. Isn't there something wrong with you just agreeing to Master Lin like this?"
Hong Yu thought for a moment and said, "There's nothing wrong with it. Just try your best. If a Fugu Pill can solve the problem, we can just come back and give him one after we attend the Alchemist Conference."
Wu Peng said, "A Fugu Pill is naturally not a problem, but the injury has lasted for four years, and I am really worried that the Fugu Pill won't work anymore."
"Hey, has your senior brother always been like this?" I don't know when Yang Qiang and Brother Hou came together. During the day, they were still dissatisfied with each other. After fighting side by side, the two now have a good relationship.
A 180-degree reversal.
Yang Qiang on the side asked confusedly, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, does your senior brother Hong Yu always pretend to be fat like this?"
Yang Qiang rolled his eyes at him and cursed in a low voice, "You're just pretending to be fat."
Brother Monkey chuckled, put his hand on Yang Qiang's shoulder and said, "If you agree to something that you are not sure about at all, isn't that just trying to make a fool of yourself?"
Yang Qiang said, "My senior brother is very powerful. It's nothing but a third-level low-grade Fugu Pill. He can now refine a high-grade spiritual pill."
Brother Monkey didn't know what he was planning, so he asked with a smirk, "What about you? What kind of elixir can you refine?"
Yang Qiang, who didn't think much about it, said proudly, "I'm just worse than my senior brother. There's no problem in refining Fugu Dan, but..."
Brother Monkey asked, "Just what?"
Yang Qiang said, "It's just that my success rate is a bit low. For example, I am only 30 to 40 percent sure that I can successfully refine a third-level low-grade elixir."
"Ah? I'm only 30 to 40 percent sure? I also want to talk to you about my plan to get rich. According to your success rate, I guess even if I sell the elixir, I won't be able to buy the medicinal materials for you to refine it. You have to work hard.
Just work hard."
Brother Monkey's plan to get rich was only fantasized for five seconds before it was extinguished by reality. He also encouraged Yang Qiang, causing the latter to roll his eyes repeatedly.
It was already midnight after returning to the inn, and the six of them went back to their respective rooms and began to rest. Today was a tiring day, and they had to attend an appointment tomorrow, which made Qin Tian look forward to it.
Qin Tian would like to see what a legendary figure looks like and how he can be admired and respected by the people in the city.
The night passed, and the sun was rising. The downstairs was already bustling with people. After washing up, everyone had breakfast. At this time, two soldiers came to the place, and they recognized Qin Tian and others at a glance.
"Sir, we were sent by Master Lin."
Brother Monkey asked leisurely, "Where is your Master Lin?"
The soldier said respectfully, "Mr. Lin went to see the Lord of the City early. Breakfast has been prepared for all of you. I also ask you to show your respects and go to Lin's Mansion. After breakfast, I will take you to meet him."
City Lord."
"It's such a powerful official. You don't know the basic etiquette when asking for help. You don't have any sincerity in sending two men here." Brother Monkey is still worried about Lin Zhengfeng's kick yesterday, and now he is taking this opportunity to sneer.
Fan.
Yang Qiang said angrily, "They are asking for my senior brother, and they are also asking for my senior brother. What does it have to do with you? Why are you so anxious?"
Brother Monkey said loudly, "Which of your eyes saw that I was anxious? Besides, is this the way to treat guests?"
"Why didn't you shout so loudly in a hurry!"
The two soldiers sent by Lin Zhengfeng who were standing were a little embarrassed, but since these were all distinguished guests, they naturally did not dare to say anything and could only stand there and listen in embarrassment.
"We have already had breakfast, you can take us directly to see Mr. Lin and the city lord!" After saying that, Hong Yu stood up and made an invitation gesture and said, "You two, please lead the way."
"Yes." The soldier clasped his fists in response and led the way out of the inn.
Others also followed, and Brother Monkey had no choice but to go with everyone.
There are three carriages outside the inn, which are used to pick up Qin Tian and the others. It would take at least twenty minutes to walk to the city lord's palace from here. It would be much faster if there is a carriage, and you can arrive in a few minutes.
Yesterday we were still watching from a distance, but everyone didn't expect to be able to visit here today.
In the palace, a haggard-looking man sat high in the main hall, while below stood a respectful Lin Zhengfeng.
Lin Zhengfeng came over early in the morning to say hello to the city lord. He found an alchemist to look at his injuries, but the city lord didn't seem to be moved at all, and his attempts to persuade him were to no avail.
However, Lin Zhengfeng would not let it go, and still persuaded him earnestly, "City Lord, your physical injury can no longer be delayed. Even if you don't think about yourself, you must think about the people of this city."
The man in the main hall is none other than Wu Rui, the lord of this city. He is dressed in a flawless white robe, and his elegant temperament is simply impeccable.
His slightly pale face gives people a sickly look, and his melancholy and deep eyes burst out with the light of wisdom. At first glance, he is a handsome scholar with no power to restrain a chicken. No one will compare him with