Ling'er couldn't bear to see Qi Yang's demoralization and encouraged him: "No! As long as Xu Le wants something, we can have countermeasures."
Qi Yang suddenly thought of something and looked at Ling'er.
Ling'er was stunned. Did she say something?
"Xu Le is weak, so he wants a lot of things. What he wants most is a doctor with as superb medical skills as the girl." Qi Yang said, "Only a doctor can be taken back by him and stay with him for a long time. "
"Then we can know where he kept those teenagers!" Ling'er said excitedly, "Let me go!"
"No!" Qi Yang refused.
"Why? I'm a doctor!" Ling'er frowned.
"That's a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, girl, don't even think about it!" Qi Yang firmly objected.
Ling'er wanted to say something else, but saw Qi Yang frowning slightly, looking a little uncomfortable.
"What's wrong with you? Did you suffer internal injuries?" Ling'er asked anxiously.
Qi Yang waved his hand, then panting, he reached out and took out the small white medicine bottle from his inner pocket, took a pill and drank it.
Linger hurriedly poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Qi Yang.
After taking the medicine and drinking water, Qi Yang was obviously much better. He said: "My internal injuries have already healed. It's just..."
Qi Yang didn't say any more, but Ling'er said, "Did you forget to take your medicine?"
Qi Yang lowered his eyes slightly and did not answer.
Ling'er glanced at the medicinal food on the table, stretched out her hand to check the temperature of the food cup, and said, "The porridge is a little cold. I'll take it to the kitchen and heat it up for you to eat, okay?"
Qi Yang shook his head and said softly: "Don't bother. The temperature is just right." As he said that, he picked up the spoon and started eating the porridge.
Seeing that Qi Yang was finally willing to eat, Ling'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, Ling'er could understand Qi Yang's mood. If it were Qi Yang who wanted to go to the Demon Sect to take risks, she would not agree.
What Qi Yang didn't know was that Ling'er felt weak in her hands and feet when she thought of Mr. Jin Gou Xu Le. The horrific experience in Luoyang left a big shadow in her heart. Although she had encountered similar things before, for some reason she was not as scared as when she was caught by Xu Le.
After Qi Yang finished the porridge, Ling'er put all the bowls and spoons back into the food basket.
Qi Yang asked: "Does the girl know anything about Xu Le's illness?"
Ling'er thought for a while and replied: "I once heard Brother Xu mention that his brother was born with a weak body, which was a disease brought from his mother's womb."
"Then how should we diagnose and treat it?" Qi Yang asked again.
"A radical cure is very difficult and cannot be done in a short time." Ling'er shook his head.
"Can it be improved in a short time?" Qi Yang asked.
"Congenital deficiency generally means that the heart pulse is weaker than ordinary people. As long as you take some heart-strengthening elixirs and supplement it with some health-preserving exercises, it can be significantly improved." Ling'er replied.
"I see." Qi Yang asked Ling'er again, "Does that girl have this kind of elixir in her hand?"
Ling'er shook his head and said, "No, but you can use some decoction instead."
"Then ask the girl to write the prescription to me!" Qi Yang said with expectation.
Ling'er looked at Qi Yang warily and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"I'm just interested in medical skills." Qi Yang said perfunctorily.
"The decoction is different from the elixir. The decoction pays more attention to the right medicine. The prescription is not static, and the patient needs to be diagnosed first." Ling'er said.
Of course Qi Yang knew this, but he was not deeply involved in medical skills and could diagnose common diseases, but he was helpless in dealing with these stubborn diseases.
"You wouldn't want to pretend to be a miracle doctor to treat Xu Le, would you?" Ling'er had already seen through Qi Yang's thoughts.
"I have more ambition but less strength." Qi Yang said and sighed.
"Even if I copy the regular prescription to you, can you hide it from them? Let's not talk about how many doctors Xu Le has around him. Xu Le himself has been ill for a long time and has become a doctor. I'm afraid you can't even hide it from him. "Ling'er reminded.
Indeed, how could a mediocre doctor gain Xu Le's trust and be brought back to his place of residence?
Seeing Qi Yang's sad face, Ling'er asked, "What are your plans? If you can trust me..."
Hearing what Ling'er said, Qi Yang had no choice but to reply: "Let Xu Le know that there is a miracle doctor in the capital, and he will come to him. If Xu Le's condition can be temporarily improved by then, he can be obtained. Trust me, follow me."
"Then how do you plan to let Xu Le know about the existence of this miracle doctor?" Ling'er asked.
"The night before, we sneaked into the capital of the Demon Sect and found out that the nephew of the Beixing Dharma King kept coughing. He was obviously suffering from severe typhoid fever. If we can cure that person immediately, Xu Le will get the news." Qi Yang explained.
"Cure immediately? How is this possible?" Ling'er said in surprise.
"I can do it with the inner strength I cultivate." Qi Yang said.
Ling'er heard Qi Yang mention this before, and she asked: "Doesn't that cost you a lot of internal energy?"
"You will gain only if you give up." Qi Yang said indifferently.
Ling'er secretly marveled that Brother Qi Yang had thought of these feasible methods in just a short period of time. But according to his intention, does he want to take action personally? How can that work? His injury is not healed yet!
Qi Yang added: "I just met Xu Le, how can I gain his trust?"
Ling'er said: "I have a way, but you won't let me go..."
"No!" Qi Yang interrupted, "If this method doesn't work, just think of other methods!"
Ling'er curled her lips, Brother Qi Yang was so overbearing and unreasonable sometimes, he could go alone, but others couldn't.
"Young lady said just now that you can use health-preserving exercises? Can you use the internal skills you practice? Although they can only dispel the cold..." Qi Yang said awkwardly.
Of course "Tongyang Kung" can be used, but Ling'er will not tell Qi Yang and let him take risks.
Qi Yang murmured in a low voice: "Even if it's not symptomatic, it should have some effect, right? It's just a matter of time... I wonder how much internal energy will be restored by tomorrow noon?"
"Tomorrow at noon? Do you want to make an appointment with Xu Le to meet at noon tomorrow?" Ling'er asked anxiously.
Only then did Qi Yang realize that he had accidentally revealed his plan.
"Didn't you say you want to think of other ways?" Ling'er asked again.
"Well, if there are other ways, we can think of it." Qi Yang replied vaguely.
"Aren't you anxious to save people? Why do you have to wait until noon tomorrow?" Ling'er asked, "Since you are willing to wait until noon tomorrow, why don't you think of other ways?"
Qi Yang looked at Ling'er without saying anything.
Touching Qi Yang's hurt eyes, Ling'er's heart ached. Did she speak too harshly?
Ling'er was about to apologize to Qi Yang when she heard Qi Yang say: "I have something to ask Dr. Xu. I'm sorry."
"Brother Qi Yang!" Ling'er called softly.
But Qi Yang still left without looking back.
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