President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

"You can't move yet, you need to rest more." Seeing Gu Yunxi struggling to sit up, Lin Yifan hurriedly pressed her shoulders to keep her from moving.

Gu Yunxi smiled, raised her hand and gently wiped off the fine beads of sweat oozing from Lin Yifan's forehead, and said tenderly, "Thank you."

Meeting those tender eyes and the cold touch on his forehead made Lin Yifan feel a strange feeling in his heart. He subconsciously avoided Gu Yunxi's eyes and smiled mockingly: "You are so polite all of a sudden, Makes me a little embarrassed."

To be honest, Lin Yifan still prefers Gu Yunxi, who used to be a bit of a seductress. It's okay to tease him. Although it often makes him embarrassed, it won't make him embarrassed to see the other party like he is now.

"You are so thick-skinned, are you still embarrassed?" Gu Yunxi was amused by Lin Yifan's expression, this guy is still the same as before, silly and cute.

If Lin Yifan knew Gu Yunxi's evaluation of him, he didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

Outside the medicine hall, Bi Yao and Bi Yu, who were guarding the door, vaguely heard the conversation coming from the room, and Bi Yao couldn't help knocking on the door, "Mr. Lin, how is Miss Gu?"

"All the venom has been discharged, and you'll be fine after a short rest." Lin Yifan who opened the door nodded to Biguio and Biyu, and said with a smile.

The nervous two finally breathed a sigh of relief. Bi Yao walked to Gu Yunxi's bed, comforted him in a low voice, then looked at Lin Yifan and said, "The patriarch of the Baishi tribe wants to see you, do you want to go?"

When Lin Yifan was treating Gu Yunxi, Zon came once, saying that the patriarch wanted to see the person who treated the high priest.

Baguio did not make the decision for Lin Yifan, but told Zuo En that it depended on Lin Yifan's will.She thought Zon would get angry, but she didn't expect that guy to be calm from the beginning to the end, as if the conflict with Lin Yifan outside the tower was forgotten.

"When we're in his territory, we can't justify not going to meet him. Let's go." Lin Yifan was silent for a few seconds, and nodded to Biguio.

When he went out of the tower to teach Zon a lesson, he thought of the people of the Baishi tribe, so he definitely wouldn't just let it go.

The other party didn't come to trouble him immediately, but waited for him to force the poison out of Gu Yunxi before inviting him over. Lin Yifan still had a good impression of the patriarch of the Baishi tribe.

Whether it's for Baguio's face, or for understanding the general situation, Lin Yifan can't find fault with the other party.

Asking Biyu to stay here to take care of Gu Yunxi, Baguio took Lin Yifan to meet the patriarch of the Baishi tribe on the way, and quickly told him about the situation of the Baishi tribe.

I learned from Baguio that the Baishi tribe is the second largest tribe in Miaojiang, and the head of the clan, Bai Jin, is the second only to the high priest. After the high priest got a strange disease, Bai Jin became the number one Gu master in Miaojiang. , the Baishi tribe has the tendency to overwhelm the Qingteng tribe where Baguio is located.

Soon, the two came to the courtyard where the patriarch of the Baishi tribe lived. The bald Zon stood outside the courtyard like a door god. When he saw Lin Yifan and Biguio approaching, he rushed to greet them.

"Mr. Lin, Saintess, the patriarch is inside, please come in." With a rare smile on Zon's face, he beckoned Lin Yifan and the two to go in.

Although Zon was smiling, that smile looked uglier than crying, and Zon's enthusiastic attitude made Lin Yifan feel uneasy.

He didn't believe that Zon, who was blown away by his own punch, was overwhelmed by his own strength, so he showed such a warm attitude towards him.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief!

Lin Yifan's vigilance increased a bit, he nodded to Zon, and walked into the small courtyard.

The small courtyard is full of various medicinal herbs, including several very precious medicinal herbs, which makes Lin Yifan feel that Miaojiang is worthy of being Daxing's medicinal herb storehouse.

Precious medicinal materials that are priceless in other places are only planted in the courtyard as ornamentals here.

"Patriarch, Mr. Lin and the Holy Maiden are here." Zon respectfully stood in front of Bai Jin who was dozing off on the wicker chair, and whispered.

Bai Jin rolled his eyelids, his eyes swept away from Lin Yifan, and then he looked at Baguio and asked, "Saint, is this the miracle doctor you brought back to treat the high priest?"

Baguio nodded, "Patriarch Bai, he is Lin Yifan."

Baguio's attitude towards Bai Jin seemed a bit cold, which caused a strange look in Lin Yifan's eyes.

"Mr. Lin, I don't know who you studied under?" Bai Jin looked away from Bi Yao and asked Lin Yifan.

Sitting on the rattan chair, he never intended to greet Lin Yifan and Baguio to sit down, especially the way he looked at Lin Yifan, which gave Lin Yifan a sense of scrutiny.

A smirk flickered on the corner of Lin Yifan's mouth, and then he said solemnly: "I am self-taught."

This old man obviously looked down on him, how could Lin Yifan tell him the truth.

Bai Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then a playful smile flashed across his face, "Mr. Lin, can you be sure to cure the high priest's illness?"

"No one has seen it, so how do you know if it can be cured?"

But she just thought about this sentence in her heart, seeing that Bai Jin was deliberately embarrassing herself, Lin Yifan would definitely not be left behind.A confident smile flashed across his face, "Patriarch Bai, if I can't cure a disease, I believe no one can cure it."

Although his answer was ambiguous, a fool could understand the meaning of his words.

"Mr. Lin, the people in Miaojiang are looking forward to the quick recovery of the high priest's illness. You are so confident, I believe you will not disappoint the people in Miaojiang, right?" Bai Jin smiled even more. , looking at Lin Yifan with burning eyes and asked.

This old thing is going to set me up!

Lin Yifan sneered in his heart, with a confident expression on the surface, "I will try my best to help the High Priest heal his illness, Patriarch Bai needn't worry about that."

"I'm not worried about Mr. Lin, but if you want other people in Miao Jiang to trust you, Mr. Lin still has to show some real skills to persuade them." Bai Jin smiled meaningfully.

Those narrowed eyes gave Lin Yifan a very uneasy feeling.

"Patriarch Bai, if there is nothing else, let's go first." Baguio said suddenly at this moment.

She was afraid that Bai Jin's further words would make Lin Yifan angry. This guy is a master who is not afraid of anything. It's fine if he hit Zon. If he really did something to Bai Jin, even if she was the saint of Miao Jiang, she would not be able to protect Lin Yifan.

A mysterious smile suddenly flashed across Bai Jin's face, "Saint, even if you take Mr. Lin back to the Ivy Tribe now, do you think those people will agree to let Mr. Lin treat the high priest?"

Bi Yao's face froze, she really hadn't thought about this question, when she left Miao Jiang with Bi Yu and the others, she only wanted to find a genius doctor to treat her master.

Just now when Bai Jin asked Lin Yifan those questions, it reminded her that the identity of the high priest is so important in Miaojiang, how could those clansmen safely hand over the high priest to an unknown person for treatment?
"Saint, if I vouch for Mr. Lin, do you think those clansmen will agree?" Bai Jin looked at Bi Yao and asked softly.

What does this old guy want to do?

Just now he was still doubting his medical skills, even looking down on him, but now he suddenly said that he was willing to guarantee himself, which made Lin Yifan feel even more uneasy.

Baguio's face was stiff, and doubts flashed in his eyes, "Patriarch Bai, are you really willing to be a guarantee for Mr. Lin?"

As Bai Jin, if he really was willing to stand up and persuade those tribesmen to let Lin Yifan treat the high priest, Bi Yao believed that his tribesmen would not say it even if they didn't want to.

Bai Jin's status in southern Xinjiang is second only to the existence of the high priest, who would not give him face?
Even Baguio, who is a saint, has much less influence in southern Xinjiang than Bai Jin.

"Southern Xinjiang can't live without a high priest. Those who can be trusted by the saint should not go anywhere." Bai Jin sighed. It sounded like he was very concerned about the high priest's illness and had great trust in Baguio.

But Lin Yifan still heard other meanings from his words, what is it that the people the saint believes will not be so bad?
Doesn't this mean that if I can't cure the high priest's illness, it means that there is something wrong with the saint's vision and character?
Sure enough, none of the old guys are fuel-efficient lamps!
It's easier to deal with a stupid big guy like a bald head. If he can't, just go up and beat him. How can there be so many twists and turns.

"Saint, you can rest here for the night. Tomorrow morning, I will accompany you to the Ivy Tribe." Bai Jin's gaze swept over Bi Yao and Lin Yifan, and he closed his eyes after speaking.

Zon stood up at this moment, looked at Baguio and Lin Yifan and said, "Saint, Mr. Lin, the guest room is ready for you, please follow me."

Lin Yifan glanced meaningfully at Bai Jin who was pretending to be sleeping, and left behind Zon.

After Lin Yifan left the room with his eyes slightly closed, Bai Jin's eyes flashed brightly, and the smile that flashed across his face at this moment was eerie.

When Lin Yifan followed Zuo En to a quiet small courtyard, he saw Biyu sitting in the small courtyard with Gu Yunxi talking and laughing, which made him frowned.

"Mr. Lin, are you satisfied with this place?" Zon asked Lin Yifan very politely.

"Let's just make do with one night." Lin Yifan replied quietly, and then waved Zon, indicating that he could leave.

An imperceptible look of anger flashed in Zon's eyes, but he still looked very polite on the surface. He told Lin Yifan that he could find him at any time if he needed anything, and then he left the small courtyard.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yunxi asked softly seeing Lin Yifan frowning slightly.

Lin Yifan suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said with a smile: "It's okay, we're going to rest here tonight, and we're leaving tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Baguio, "Come with me."

Bi Yao froze for a moment, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and then followed Lin Yifan into the guest room.