After half a stick of incense, these people finally calmed down. Only then did anyone answer Old Man Luo's question.
"It's really amazing. Officer Luo, we checked your granddaughter's body. Now, there is no trace of the poison in her body."
This sentence was like a thunderbolt, hitting the heart of the old man surnamed Luo. His body swayed, and his tightly knitted brows finally relaxed, and he burst into tears of joy.
He came directly to Jiang Fan, grabbed the young man's hand, choked several times, and then managed to say a word of thanks:
"...Thank you little miracle doctor for saving my granddaughter."
Jiang Fan was a little frightened by the old man's enthusiasm. He quickly shook his head and said:
"Little things, little things, don't get too excited. Take your breath first..."
He was afraid that the excited old man would carry it on his back in one breath.
Fortunately, the old man was still in good health, and although he was in high spirits, nothing happened.
At this time, a group of old doctors couldn't bear it anymore, and they all gathered around Jiang Fan, chattering and asking questions one after another;
"It's amazing. The poison in Luo Yuan's granddaughter was eliminated in such a short time..."
"What's more important is that after the cure, there is no trace of the existence of the poison..."
"I wonder who the teacher of the little miracle doctor is? Can you tell me something..."
Even the doctors who had ridiculed Jiang Fan before shamelessly came over at this time:
"Little miracle doctor, can you tell me how you did it?"
"Little miracle doctor, are you willing to accept a disciple? There are a few extremely talented young people in this old medical clinic..."
At this time, the name they called Jiang Fan changed from the arrogant person at the beginning to a little miracle doctor.
Jiang Fan was pulled around by a group of enthusiastic old doctors, and half of his sleeves were almost torn off.
He couldn't help it anymore, took a deep breath, and yelled: "Stop making noise!"
This roar really calmed these old doctors. While they were stunned, Jiang Fan took the opportunity to escape, slipped out of the crowd, and came to the outhouse.
Seeing that questioning Jiang Fan failed, the old doctors turned their attention to Jiang Fan's maid, Sikong Yueling. However, the latter snorted coldly, and no one in the group dared to step forward.
As soon as he started talking to Jiang Fan, the kind-looking old doctor whispered to the slightly fat Dr. Zhao standing next to him:
"Why do I feel that the maid of the Little Miracle Doctor is more vicious than the Little Miracle Doctor?"
"Ahem... To be honest, I feel the same way..."
The two looked at each other in tacit understanding, shrank their heads, turned and walked towards the outhouse.
"It's better to go find the little miracle doctor himself..."
The two came to the outhouse and saw Jiang Fan sitting on the chair where he had been sitting before, drinking tea, and quickly moved closer.
"Little miracle doctor..." Before the two of them could say the next words, Jiang Fan immediately opened his mouth and was blocked.
"Don't ask, I can't possibly tell you, just give up on this as soon as possible."
"this……"
The two looked at each other and had to give up and return to their chairs.
The three of them started drinking tea, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.
Not long after, Jiang Fan saw his senior sister also walking out and standing silently behind him. As for the old man named Luo, he should have stayed inside to accompany his granddaughter.
Jiang Fan stayed here because the doubts in his heart had not been answered yet, and he wanted to wait for the old man to come out before asking him alone.
At this time, the kind-hearted old doctor sitting on the chair next to Jiang Fan suddenly changed his face, as if he remembered something, and he said to Jiang Fan eagerly:
"It's broken, little miracle doctor, I suddenly remembered something, you have to run away quickly."
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, then brought the tea in his hand to his mouth and put it back: "What's wrong?"
The old doctor said with a serious expression: "Do you still remember what I told you before, that Luo Yuanwai used 90% of his family property in exchange for the help of an elixir master from Lingxin Valley?"
Jiang Fan frowned and replied: "I remember, so what?"
"Eh... I thought you couldn't get rid of the poison, so I didn't tell you."
The old doctor sighed: "If you cure the poisonous poison, it means that the elixir master has no chance to take action, and naturally he will not get 90% of Luo Yuanwai's family fortune."
"When the immortal master comes over later, he will definitely be furious if he finds that his financial path has been cut off by you. At that time, I am afraid that the little miracle doctor will be secretly resented..."
Jiang Fan was surprised and said: "Is there such a thing? Why aren't you afraid, sir?"
The old doctor shook his head and said: "We, the bad old men, are sure that we can't cure the poison, so we dare to sit here peacefully."
"Little miracle doctor, it's better to run away now. The reward can be collected from Luo Yuanwai later. If it's later... I'm afraid it will be too late."
Jiang Fan immediately prepared to stand up, but then he thought that he had the support of his senior sister, and as long as the person who came was not an elder of the inner sect or above, they would not be able to do anything to him.
As for the identity of the elder of the inner sect of Lingxin Valley, how could it be that a mortal like Old Man Luo could come into contact with him?
Thinking of these, Jiang Fan calmed down.
He sat back down again, picked up the bowl and continued drinking tea.
Seeing the presence of the old god Jiang Fan, the old doctor became anxious: "Little miracle doctor, why don't you listen to my advice? Run away quickly."
Jiang Fan put down the tea bowl, chuckled and said, "Old sir, don't panic, just enjoy your tea in peace."
Seeing Jiang Fan's appearance, the old doctor originally wanted to continue persuading him, but he was suddenly shocked.
He just felt that this scene seemed familiar.
It seems that before the little miracle doctor went in to treat Luo Yuan's granddaughter, he had advised him so earnestly.
Thinking of this, the old doctor's eyes were complicated.
He stared at Jiang Fan for a moment, and felt that there was something mysterious about the young man sitting there drinking tea.
He silently swallowed the words he was about to say and sat back in his chair.
After waiting for a while, Jiang Fan felt sleepy, so he closed his eyes and began to doze off on the chair.
This time he actually fell asleep.
Seeing him like this, Sikong Yueling knew that he was affected by the aftereffects of the special ability he had used before, so he quietly cast a mind-concentrating spell so that he could have a better quality of rest.
I don't know how much time passed, but Jiang Fan woke up from his dream with a sound breaking through the air.
He opened his eyes drowsily and saw a figure wearing the standard gown of an inner disciple of the Spiritual Heart Valley descending from the sky on a low-level flying boat and landing in front of everyone.
The moment the monk landed, Sikong Yueling's voice appeared in Jiang Fan's ears: "At the early stage of foundation building, his aura is still unstable. He must have just been promoted."
Jiang Fan nodded.
After the monk landed, Jiang Fan saw Yuan Luo coming out to greet him, and the old doctors also stood up to greet him.
"Master Wang Xian has come to visit us, but I have missed my welcome from afar. Please forgive me for my sins..."
The monk surnamed Wang looked cold and impatiently interrupted Luo Yuanwai's words:
"Stop talking nonsense. My time is precious. Take me directly to the person who was poisoned."
"Uh..." Old Man Luo looked a little embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.
The monk surnamed Wang frowned: "Is there any problem?"
"This..." Old Man Luo began to sweat on his forehead.
After Jiang Fan saw it, he sighed, stood up and answered for him:
"I'm sorry, I have cured the poison on the patient. It's over now. The immortal master should ask Luo Yuanwai for some travel expenses and leave now."
The monk surnamed Wang looked at Jiang Fan and frowned: "Who are you?"
Jiang Fan replied: "Just a nobody, not worth mentioning."
Sikong Yueling stood quietly behind Jiang Fan. She had disguised herself and looked ordinary and inconspicuous.
The monk surnamed Wang scanned the two people with his spiritual sense, and when he saw that he could not detect any fluctuations in spiritual power, he immediately sneered:
"Haha...little Fannu, do you have any right to speak here? Get out of here!"
