Pei refused to hear the words and froze on the spot for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
It is true that he is a martial artist who does not like to use his brain, but this does not mean that he does not understand the world at all!
When Gu Beichuan asked his friend how his martial arts was in front of him, he should be polite and praise him both emotionally and rationally.
But..., in his opinion, Li Dongbi's performance just now was somewhat unsatisfactory.
How could this person named Gu ask such a question?
Doesn’t this require me, Old Pei, to speak out of conscience?
In fact, it's not entirely Gu Beichuan's fault. It was actually the blow just now.
The momentum created by Li Dongbi was so huge that Gu Beichuan could feel the rolling heat waves coming towards his face even though he was several meters away from the extremely hot fireball.
How is this still a martial arts method?
It’s almost becoming a means of cultivating immortality!
In comparison, Pei Burang's action of slapping the fireball seemed a bit... plain and simple.
In Gu Beichuan's eyes, it seemed like Li Dongbi deliberately let things go so as to spare Lao Pei a way out.
Otherwise, how to explain the fact that the fireball became smaller and smaller as it flew?
In addition, Pei Burang always relied on his own force to bully him on weekdays, and now Li Dongbi was finally around.
No matter what, we have to get the place back?
That’s why I ask!
With Gu Beichuan staring at him, Pei Burang hesitated for a long time before he finally managed to say: "It's... still pretty good."
Seeing that Pei wouldn't let him say this, Gu Beichuan thought he was afraid, and suddenly became more interested: "What's good? You should tell me carefully."
Hearing this, Pei Burang frowned and opened his mouth for a long time, but no words came out.
On the contrary, Li Dongbi, who was far away, was speechless and blushing upon hearing this.
For a moment, the soles of the feet contracted, as if they were trying to use the boots to dig out three in and three out of the house on the ground.
If he hadn't been exhausted and couldn't walk, Gu Beichuan's mouth would have been blocked!
"Gu Beichuan!" Li Dongbi shouted.
Gu Beichuan was suddenly frightened and said in surprise: "Old Li, what are you yelling about?"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that this is an acquaintance of yours?"
Li Dongbi's face turned red, and his words contained a bit of dissatisfaction.
If Gu Beichuan had told him earlier, how could he have experienced such a loss of face?
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan was also happy and said angrily: "I want to tell you too, but have you ever given me a chance?"
"Why didn't I..." Halfway through his words, Li Dongbi couldn't continue.
Because after careful consideration, he discovered that he seemed to have asked Gu Beichuan to escape immediately, and then rushed forward to delay the situation, but he did not ask the identity of the person coming.
So...he can only blame himself for this matter today?
For a moment, Li Dongbi couldn't help but feel even more sad and angry.
Fortunately, Pei Burang came to see Gu Beichuan this time for serious business.
The two did not have too much entanglement on this matter, allowing Li Dongbi to regain his old face.
It seems that you can't just treat illnesses and save people, you also have to practice your own martial arts diligently, otherwise...
He never wanted to experience something like today again.
…
Soon after, in the main hall.
After hearing what the other party said, Gu Beichuan looked at the eager Zhengyang Hou Lu Xu, frowned, and said, "Brother, you mean, you want me to save the son of your old friend?"
"Yes, didn't you say last time that the allicin you developed had miraculous effects on lung diseases?" Emperor Renxuan looked at Gu Beichuan, his eyes full of expectation.
Gu Beichuan did not agree immediately, but hesitated: "Brother, you don't know something. These lung diseases seem to be the same, but the lesions are all kinds of strange."
"The lung disease that my garlic can cure is not necessarily the lung disease that your old friend's son suffers from."
When Emperor Renxuan heard this, the hope in his eyes suddenly dimmed a bit.
But he soon sighed and said, "It's normal for you to say that."
"It would be strange if you insist that you can cure a stubborn disease that hundreds of imperial doctors at the Imperial Hospital cannot cure."
"In this way, you just go ahead and treat it. No matter if it's worth it or not, I still owe you a favor, okay?"
Gu Beichuan heard this, but he was still hesitant: "Brother, if you don't do well in this medical practice, I'm afraid someone will die."
"As a novice doctor, I'm really a little unsure."
Seeing his hesitation, Emperor Renxuan also got angry and said: "Just feel free to treat him, even if it is... even if it means death, I will not treat him... I won't find fault with you."
"Hey, brother, I'm relieved by your words." Gu Beichuan said with relief.
It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's that he is completely unfamiliar with the illness of this old friend's son. The last time he treated Xiang Zhirou, in addition to the effect of allicin, it was also thanks to Li Dongbi's Ice and Fire Rejuvenation Cream.
Without Li Dongbi, he, a three-legged cat doctor, would probably not be able to save lives.
He was scrupulous in his heart, and naturally wanted to ask for a gold medal to avoid death before he dared to treat him with confidence.
Seeing Gu Beichuan's appearance, Emperor Renxuan suddenly lost all hope.
However, there was nothing he could do. After all, if Gu Beichuan was not allowed to suffer, Huo Qiji would only have ten days to live.
Let Gu Beichuan fiddle with it, maybe he can still find a way to survive.
"In that case, let's start without further delay, okay?"
"Tonight? So urgent?"
"Human lives matter!"
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, his expression quietly becoming more solemn.
The son of my old friend's illness seemed to be more serious than he expected.
It seems that there is a tough battle to be fought tonight.
Soon after, Emperor Renxuan left Gu Mansion.
Then as night fell, Gu Beichuan and Li Dongbi also packed up their medical tools and prepared to go to Huo Mansion.
…
Huo Mansion.
Huo Qiji was lying on his side on the bed, his face was too pale to look like, and he was already showing signs of fatigue and neurasthenia.
"Master Marquis, it's time for dinner." The old housekeeper looked at Huo Qiji like this and said with suppressed tears.
When Huo Qiji heard this, he smiled and said: "With less than ten days to live, you still spoil the food and give it to the servants to eat."
When the old butler heard this, he was immediately heartbroken and knelt down in the tunnel: "Master Marquis, just take a bite."
"The Holy One has already said that the famous doctor he is looking for will come tonight."
"Marquis Ji has his own destiny, and he will definitely be able to survive this disaster. But don't let your body get damaged because of the temporary setbacks at hand, otherwise you won't be able to go to the battlefield in the future."
"Famous doctors..., how many so-called famous doctors have there been over the years? They are just half-baked parallel imports."
"The Holy One said that this time is different. Princess Anyang was saved by him after the poisonous sword of Beiyan had been eroding her bones for a month."
Hearing this, Huo Qiji's cloudy eyes finally showed some light, nodded, and said: "Then let's have a meal."
Half an hour later, Huo Qiji finished his meal and felt tired. He couldn't wait to go to bed and rest.
He immediately laughed bitterly and laughed at himself: "I can't believe that my body is so weak!"
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of Huo Mansion.
