You know, he treated Ye Qingli as a disciple!
Although Ye Qingli did not agree to accept him as his disciple, he respected her as a master!
How can it be that the master is busy inside while the disciples sit peacefully outside?
Wen Renchouyi would never do this kind of thing of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors!
Therefore, Tianxing City's famous miracle doctor felt worried when he heard that he stood respectfully outside with his hands on his hands, waiting for Ye Qingli to come out.
He looked like he didn't dare to breathe.
Seeing him like this, others naturally didn't dare to neglect him.
So, these people began to wait outside collectively.
At this time, Ye Qingli's treatment was coming to an end.
Then she pulled out the golden needle from the other party's body.
The silver-haired ancestor let out a long breath.
He opened his arms and stretched with an expression of great enjoyment.
"Girl, do you know?"
She looked satisfied.
"All these years, I have wanted to stretch out so happily, but it was all a luxury."
"I haven't felt so comfortable in many years."
"Girl, I still can't believe that your medical skills are really that much better than those old guys with white beards?"
The ancestor's eyes widened.
"Well……"
Ye Qingli touched her nose.
She felt that although this ancestor was very old, he had a unique sense of cuteness...
"Actually, your injury is not very serious."
"It's because there are several turbulent flows of spiritual power in the body that are intertwined and cannot be resolved."
"Even if I don't use acupuncture to resolve it for you, as long as there is a master who is willing to use his own spiritual power to help you heal, you can still recover."
She just borrowed Tianjue Acupuncture, so it saved her a little trouble.
"hehe."
The ancestor couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Girl, that's easier said than done."
"When I was injured, I asked someone for help."
"At that time, there was a famous doctor on the Tianxing Continent who was well-known in the mainland. He told you the same thing."
"However, if you want to find such a master, his strength must at least reach the peak of the king!"
"Moreover, after helping me recuperate, his skills will also decline a lot."
"I don't know how long it will take to come back from practice."
There was some sadness on her face.
"Girl, you are too young. You probably don't know yet. For a monk, cultivation is more important than life."
"Especially when you reach the king level, this is even more true."
"Let me ask you, how can a person who has reached the peak of a king risk his cultivation to help you heal?"
"Is it impossible that there is such a person in the world?"
Ye Qingli nodded, expressing great agreement.
However, she believed that there must still be such people in the world.
At least, Jun Aohan is definitely one of them.
"Okay, girl, let's not talk about this anymore."
The ancestor laughed heartily.
"You helped me cure my old illness this time. It can be said that you are a great favor to our Wan family."
"Tell me, how can I, and those bastards, thank you?"
"Besides, you don't need to call me ancestor anymore. My name is Yue Jin. You can just call me by my name."
Yue Jin said with a smile.
"This is not good, I'd better call you senior."
