Mu Xunshuang looked at Dabai behind him and wrote lightly: "Oh, he is also a doctor. He goes with you and is called the Living King of Hell. But you don't need to pay attention to him. He is not as good as you."
The young aunt stood firmly on the eldest nephew's side.
Dabai immediately became unhappy.
"Hmph, if I hadn't happened to be working here and didn't want to take care of this mess of yours, let's see if this arrogant brat can be saved!"
Chen Yan looked at him and thought for a while, as if he had heard this name before, and then finally remembered: "Oh, are you the doctor who concluded that Yuan Mu's hand is disabled?"
"..."
The Living King of Hell immediately blew his beard and stared.
The matter of Yuan Mu was a stain on him.
It was originally concluded that Yuan Mu's arm would never be cured. This was a diagnosis that he could guarantee after practicing medicine for decades. But who knew that Yuan Mu's arm was actually cured later, and it was 100% healed. Even
His cultivation has reached a higher level... Because of this incident, the Living King of Hell is often teased by a few familiar people around him——
"I heard that Yuan Mu's arm was cured."
"Living King of Hell, why do you think this is?"
"King of Hell, do you want to consult Yuan Mu's doctor?"
Please tell me, how can he have such face?
"Boy, what do you want to say? Don't think that just because you heard some gossip, you can do anything in front of me." The Living King of Hell said bitterly.
Lin Yuchen said sharply: "He was the one who cured Marshal Yuan Mu's arm! Originally, Marshal Yuan Mu wanted to settle accounts with you, saying that you delayed his illness for a year, but he was the one who stopped him in the end. Otherwise,
You might have your sign smashed."
"What, is it him?"
The Living King of Hell was taken aback, and immediately felt as if he had been slapped in the face.
But how come he is a great miracle doctor who is well-known at home and abroad, and is even called the first imperial doctor of Yan and Huang? How can he bow his head in front of a boy with no hair on his head?
"Even if you really healed Yuan Mu's arm, it doesn't mean anything."
"I can only say that you are good at treating orthopedics and traumatology, but when it comes to detoxification and prolonging your life, even if I am the king of hell, I am the second best, and no one dares to be the first."
At this moment.
There was another person next to him who was vomiting blood. It was obvious that the poisoning had reached a critical stage and he might die at any time and turn into a zombie. He was also very scared and hurriedly asked for help: "Help me, I'm dying. I don't want to turn into a zombie!"
Chen Yan looked at him and then at the other people next to him.
And in addition to these around, there are many in other wards.
There is absolutely no need to argue with the King of Hell about whose medical skills are better. He immediately said: "King of Hell, I will leave this patient to you for the time being. Let everyone see the true ability of the number one detoxifier. I will go to the bathroom.
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The Living King of Hell snorted coldly, thinking that he had escaped from urine.
However, he quickly took out the silver needle and gave the patient acupuncture.
When Chen Yan went to the bathroom, he certainly didn't go to pee.
When he passed by the bathroom door just now, he saw a bucket there. He didn't know what it was used for...but it could come in handy.
I rushed over and saw that it was a mop washer.
But I can't care about that much now.
He directly brought the bucket, flushed it several times, then filled the bucket with tap water, then tore open the protective suit, took three detoxification pills from inside, and threw them into it.
Of course, he refined this himself, so he always has it ready and can use it in emergencies.
The detoxifying pill quickly dissolves in water, releasing a yellow liquid.
Later, he cut his finger again.
Drop the blood into the bucket.
A full dozen milliliters were dripped.
Then he quickly used his true essence to draw a blood wishing charm.
Then he walked out carrying the bucket.
At this time, the Living King of Hell was giving acupuncture to the man who was vomiting blood, but found that no matter what he did, he could not force the poison out.
As he watched, the man's eyes gradually turned blue.
Sun Tong shouted: "It's bad, he's going to mutate!"