An Xiaoyue took her daughter to find the Living King of Hell.
Let the living King of Hell treat his daughter.
In fact, the reason why An Xiaoyue appeared in Jiangzhou was because she knew that the King of Hell would come to Jiangzhou to attend a certain World Medical Forum conference in the recent period.
The King of Hell took the little girl's pulse carefully for three minutes. During the whole process, An Xiaoyue seemed very nervous and did not even dare to express her anger. In the end, she saw the King of Hell shook his head: "I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do.
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An Xiaoyue shook her body and almost fell.
"Even you can't do anything, so is my daughter destined to be unable to escape the catastrophe?" An Xiaoyue was a little confused, "If you take a closer look, you are the living king of hell, can't you even save the dead?"
"Marshal An, it stands to reason that your daughter has already reached the limit of her lifespan. You have been using your own blood and essence to keep her alive, but this is not a long-term solution. Now, the blood and essence are no longer effective."
When An Xiaoyue heard this, she burst into tears.
She is a female marshal, so powerful that people dare not look directly at her, but in front of her daughter, she is always a... not very competent mother.
The Living King of Hell said at this time: "Marshal An, why don't you go find someone? Maybe he has a way."
When An Xiaoyue heard this, she immediately asked: "Who?"
The Living King of Hell said: "Demon King!"
An Xiaoyue's eyes widened: "Devil King? Chen Yan? He can see a doctor?"
"His medical skills are better than mine!"
An Xiaoyue remembered that Chen Yan had said before that she would give it to her daughter. She didn't think Chen Yan could cure her daughter's disease at all, so she refused without thinking, and then came to see the King of Hell.
Unexpectedly...
She immediately took out her mobile phone and called Chen Yan.
"You just said you have good medical skills?"
"Well, it's not bad."
"Then help me take care of my daughter!"
"Where are you? I'm coming to find you!"
"Zhimeitang!"
Chen Yan has heard of Zhimingtang, a well-known old traditional Chinese medicine club in Jiangzhou. There are many well-known traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the country. You can get medical treatment there, but... not everyone can go there to get medical treatment.
They pick and choose diseases.
Generally, people with headache and brain fever are not welcome.
We only accept difficult and complicated cases.
When Chen Yan passed by, he saw the King of Hell, and then he realized that An Xiaoyue had hurriedly brought her daughter to find the King of Hell, but the King of Hell obviously had no choice, so he recommended him.
The Living King of Hell was very polite when he saw Chen Yan.
The last time he was in the hospital, he saw Chen Yan's medical skills with his own eyes and felt inferior to him. Later, he asked about him specifically and found out that even Yu Shihong would honestly call him "Master".
Chen Yan looked at the little girl.
Checked the pulse again.
At that time, his expression became extremely weird, and he said to the Living King of Hell: "Please go out first, I have to ask a more private question!"
The Living King of Hell was stunned for a moment.
Although he was reluctant, he walked out.
An Xiaoyue asked: "What do you want to ask?"
Chen Yan said: "Aunt Xiaoyue, is she your biological daughter?"
An Xiaoyue said speechlessly: "Of course he is his biological child."
"Then, is Aunt Xiaoyue's mother still alive?"
"Why are you asking?" An Xiaoyue was a little dissatisfied. I asked you to treat my daughter, but you asked some random things.
Chen Yan said slowly: "Your daughter has been hit by some kind of curse. If I'm not mistaken, this curse is inherited from generation to generation. The root cause actually lies with you. Don't you feel it yourself?"