She looked puzzled, turned to the three medical practitioners seriously and asked: "When you diagnosed the general before, did he always sit like this with three layers of clothes on the inside and three layers on the outside?"
Several medical cultivators nodded at the same time, and one of them said: "We medical cultivators can introduce spiritual energy into the body and examine the limbs and pulses. Naturally, there is no need for the general to undress and take off his belt."
This time it was Jiang Su's turn to be puzzled and asked calmly: "Then how did you treat his fracture?"
The doctor Xiu said: "One Bone Restoring Pill can make the general's bones grow back. I just don't know why the general can't stand up. I checked thousands of times and his legs are also cured."
Another medical practitioner answered: "It is also because the general's legs are intact and healthy, but he has not been able to walk for a long time, so his legs will wither."
This causal relationship is a bit forced...
Hearing this, a soldier was dissatisfied and immediately raised the dark iron spear in his hand and then put it down heavily. The sound of the spear falling to the ground made the room silent for a moment.
Then he angrily yelled at several medical practitioners: "How dare you slander my general like this? If he recovers, how can he be willing to sit in this wooden wheelchair less than two feet!"
"I think you guys are just quacks!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three medical cultivators smacked the table in displeasure. Their faces instantly became gloomy, and one of them said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Oh, I am a hundred-year-old man on the road to immortality, and I am willing to condescend to come to the house of a young boy like you."
Not only are you not grateful for the medicine you gave us, but you actually insult us like this. I think your general’s illness cannot be cured.”
"You guys, just because you invited the daughter of the Medical Immortal, you don't take us disciples of the small sect seriously. You are really stupid."
Then the man stood up, left his seat, and angrily walked out. The other two people also glared at Li Ya mockingly, and then left the general's mansion together.
General Li Ya sat in the main seat and never put down the wine glass in his hand.
Hearing the footsteps of several people getting away, he slowly raised his eyes, looked around the suddenly empty table, and put down his wine glass silently.
The soldier who had just demonstrated with the black iron spear stared directly at his general. When he saw this, he knelt in front of Li Ya with one knee and clasped his fist. He gritted his back teeth and said angrily: "General, this subordinate deserves to die. This subordinate should not fight with me."
Those medical practitioners argued...and drove them away."
Li Ya raised his eyes and looked at him coldly.
The man clenched his hands, slammed his fists on the ground, turned his head behind him, and cursed, "Bah!"
"But General, they shouldn't have said that to you. You are the hero of the Jing Dynasty, and you have never been such a lazy and greedy person.
Subordinate... Subordinate, I just can't control myself. These people are fed delicacies all day long in the mansion, but they don't even look at us seriously.
Besides, for such a long time... no one can heal the general's leg." As he spoke, this rugged eight-foot man actually shed two lines of tears from the corners of his eyes. He used his dark and rough hands to savagely
Wipe tears on your face.
While crying, he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying. The man did not shed tears easily, but he was not sad yet.
Li Ya quietly watched the subordinates who had been with him through life and death crying bitterly because of his disability. The coldness in his eyes gradually faded a bit, and he gradually showed a state of confusion.
Jiang Su didn't put down the chopsticks in her hands. She never raised her eyes for a moment when several people were arguing, and now she didn't want to care.
"Haha, the general is really good at entertaining guests, and even arranged a scene where the eight-foot-tall man cried bitterly in front of the audience."
The girl's brisk words were full of sarcasm, without raising her eyes or moving her head.
Jiang Su scolded in a cold voice: "Stop crying, it's annoying." He raised his eyes and looked at the door, his eyes falling on the deserted courtyard.
Hearing this, Li Ya stared at the girl in green next to him with his eyes widened in shock. "Why doesn't she..."
Jiang Su's words were cold, sharp, and spoke directly to people's hearts.
The half-kneeling soldier and Mr. Zhang all looked at Jiang Su, and their crying stopped suddenly, as if someone had pinched their throats.
They are all so sad and miserable, why does this person have no sympathy? He has no compassion at all.
After a while, the girl continued to pick up a piece of fish and put it into her mouth, pretending that what happened just now was an accident.
Li Ya looked around, looking dazed, as if what happened just now had not happened, and the feeling of sadness suddenly came over him again.
He looked puzzled. How could he ever be so pitied by a subordinate?
What the medical cultivators said was reasonable. The leg bones had grown on the day I found them, but I couldn't control my legs anyway. Why couldn't I use these legs?
He also thought about whether it was the problem of these medical practitioners who were trying to kill him by shouting to catch the thief. He invited the medical practitioners from the Huichun Hall in the city and the royal doctors with salaries in the palace, but the result was no different. This was really unbelievable.
.
He watched quietly as this subordinate, who was trying to protect his dignity, was angry and sad next to his legs.
The old doctor Zhang cooperated and handed the handkerchief to the soldier, squatted next to the man, and gently stroked the heavy armor on his back, saying: "Good man, don't cry. You all blame the old man for being inferior to others and unable to do anything." He stretched out his hand and intended.
Help this big man up.
The big man was so immersed in his own sadness that he was not dragged up by the old man. Instead, he almost got knocked down.
The doctor immediately let go, shook his head, sighed deeply, and looked up at the general again, saying: "I have been a slave of the general for decades in vain. Now..., forget it. I have no face to live in the general's mansion.
Please ask the general to expel the old man from the general's mansion."
There was silence in the house.
Li Ya stared at the wine cup in front of him, his grief palpable.
Jiang Su turned a blind eye to this, "These people are all sick, none of them are normal."
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"What happened! What did you do? Why can't we get out of the general's mansion!" The three medical practitioners who had just left one after another returned to the hall angrily.
Green threads vaguely appeared behind everyone, which were spiritual energy condensation threads.
Behind a few people, followed a man in a gray gown with dark silver threads. He looked elegant and elegant.
"I heard that General Li had hired a medical fairy to treat his leg, so I came over to take a look. As soon as I entered the general's mansion, I saw these three immortals running straight to the living room. What happened?" The man's voice was soft and not tight.
Not slow, in the style of a scribe.
"Chen Zexing, you're here, sit down wherever you want." Li Yaqiang cheered up and said politely.
Chen Zexing? Chen Zeshen? Zhongdu Chen family….
Chen Zexing did not find a place to sit down, but walked past a few people and stood next to Li Ya at the dinner table and said, "Your vitality is getting worse every day. Hasn't this new immortal healed you yet?"
"I have a wedding banquet the day after tomorrow, so I came here to send you an invitation. I have reserved a separate seat for General Li, so you must come. Hahahahaha."
He handed the red wedding invitation to Li Ya's hand with a silly smile on his face, and the joy around him was totally out of tune with everyone in the room.
Li Ya lowered his head and glanced at the wedding invitation with a cold expression.
Jiang Su slightly raised his thin eyelids and glanced at the man in gray, "He is a mortal without spiritual power." Then he fell on the three medical practitioners who were about to run away and said lazily: