The good-for-nothing little junior sister is pampered by the best master

After landing outside the city again, Su Xiaoxiao put the Feizhou away. As for the summoned puppets, only three were left to guard him at this time. The other puppets felt that the outside was not interesting and returned to the secret realm.

"Let's go to the medical clinic first." Hu suggested after entering the city.

Su Xiaoxiao agreed softly, and then they headed towards the medical clinic and the place where elixirs were sold in the city.

Soon several people arrived at the medical center.

The medical clinic here is very lively, with many people queuing up in the lobby to wait for treatment by the doctors inside.

Seeing this, Su Xiaoxiao went to the little medicine boy in the medical center and said, "Hello, is there a doctor here who can treat monks?"

"Yes, go and line up over there." The little medicine boy replied without raising his head.

"Let me ask you one more question, can that doctor reshape Daogen?"

Hearing this, the little Yaotong raised his head and looked at Su Xiaoxiao and the people behind her, "Where is the injured? We, Mr. Yao, can only draw a conclusion after seeing it."

Hearing what the little medicine boy said, Su Xiaoxiao's brows relaxed slightly for a moment.

"Then find a room and I'll take the injured out."

"Well, follow me." The little medicine boy nodded and led Su Xiaoxiao towards the inside of the pharmacy.

Hu and others quickly followed.

Passing through an aisle, Su Xiaoxiao and others were taken to the back hall.

After entering a separate room, the medicine boy said to Su Xiaoxiao: "Bring the injured to this room. I'll go and ask Mr. Yao if he is free now."

"Okay, thank you." Su Xiaoxiao thanked her.

The medicine boy glanced at Su Xiaoxiao and others again, and frowned when he saw that none of them seemed to be leaving.

"Why don't you guys go move the injured here? Mr. Yao is very busy, and he certainly won't wait here for the injured to come over."

"Well, by the time Mr. Yao comes over, the injured person will definitely be lying here." Su Xiaoxiao knew that the better the doctor, the weirder his temper. He didn't like to waste so-called time waiting for patients.

However, Lan Junming was in Lingyin Space at this time. With just one thought, Lan Junming could lie down on the bed in the room.

It's just that the environment in Lingyin Space is more suitable for recovery, and Su Xiaoxiao doesn't intend to let Lan Junming come out first.

Seeing this, the little medicine boy had no choice but to shake his head and leave the room to find Mr. Yao.

At this time, Mr. Yao, who the little drug boy said was very busy, was lying on his back on a deck chair in the backyard, leisurely basking in the sun. Hot water was still boiling on the small stove next to him.

"Mr. Yao, there is a patient who wants you to take a look, saying he wants to reshape his Daogen."

When the little medicine boy found Mr. Yao, he looked at the motionless old man with a medical book covering his face and shook his head.

Their medical center is actually quite busy, and the few ordinary doctors attending clinics are so busy that they don't even have time to drink water.

But Mr. Yao, who was actually sitting in the medical clinic, was extremely free at this time.

There is no other reason. Mr. Yao only treats difficult and complicated diseases. If he insists on treating ordinary patients, Mr. Yao's temper will get worse. Not only will he not be treated, but he may also directly make that person become critically ill.

The reason given by Mr. Yao was that he would not treat the patient unless he was seriously ill. He would only treat the patient if he was hanging on his last breath.

After shouting, Mr. Yao did not move on the recliner.

Seems to have fallen asleep.

"Mr. Yao?! Mr. Yao, Mr. Yao..."

"Oh, Xiao Liu, are you calling for a soul? My brain is buzzing and hurting from you shouting. Come and rub my head and massage my shoulders." The old man on the recliner even had the medical book on his face. Without even taking it away, a muffled voice came from under the medical book.

"Mr. Yao, there is an injured person outside who wants to reshape his Dao roots." The little medicine boy walked to Mr. Yao, picked up the hot water kettle on the stove, and made a cup of tea for Mr. Yao.

Smelling the aroma of tea, Mr. Yao finally took off the medical book on his face and looked sideways at the little medicine boy, "Xiao Liu, if you just use boiling water to make tea, this tea will be ruined. Not all tea can be made with boiling water." ..."

"Mr. Yao, outside..."

"Oh, okay, okay, I heard it. Hey, those who didn't know thought the medical clinic was run by your family. Why are you so concerned? Could it be that your employer's medical fee is higher than mine? "

Little drug boy......

"Okay, I'll go over after drinking this cup of tea. By the way, have you seen the injured person? Is the injury serious?" Mr. Yao stood up and picked up the tea that the little medicine boy had just poured, and blew on it with squinted eyes.

"Mr. Yao, I'm just a medicine boy." The little medicine boy shook his head and said helplessly.

Fortunately, Mr. Yao didn't wait too long. After drinking the cup of tea, he followed the little medicine boy to the medical clinic in front.

After entering the room, Mr. Yao first glanced at the only floorboard in the room, his eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and the beard at the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Where is this patient? Xiao Liu, didn't you tell them about my rules? Do I wait for the patient? It seems that there are no dying patients. I am very busy." After saying that, Mr. Yao turned around and left the room.

Seeing this, the little medicine boy couldn't help but frown. He had clearly said just now that these people were still standing in the room after so long, and it seemed that their positions had not changed.

"What's going on with you guys?"

Seeing that Mr. Yao turned around and was about to leave, Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, the injured is here."

As she thought, Lan Junming's body was already lying on the bed.

"Huh? Where did this boy come from?"

"Spirit pet bag."

"Oh, I didn't expect that the spirit pet bag can also hold living people. Now, I can take my medicine men with me at any time from now on, hahaha..." Yao Lao looked at the sudden appearance of people on the floor, slapped his forehead and said excitedly.

"Ahem, please ask Mr. Yao to look at my senior brother's injuries." Su Xiaoxiao looked at the old man who was still enjoying himself, and interrupted the demonic sound in the room.

"Well, hey, why are you so anxious? Isn't this person not dead yet? Well, I always only see people who are still breathing." Although Mr. Yao said this, the person was already heading towards the plank.

Mr. Yao stood on the side of the plank, looked at Lan Junming first, and then reached out to touch several places on Lan Junming's body.

Su Xiaoxiao...Is this old man having any special quirks?

Fortunately, Su Xiaoxiao knew that this was a medical clinic and did not interrupt Yao Lao's movements.

When Mr. Yao finally touched it again, his brows furrowed even more.

Su Xiaoxiao..."My senior brother..."

"It can be cured, but it's just a bit troublesome." When Su Xiaoxiao and others were stunned, Mr. Yao took out a handful of golden needles from somewhere. A golden light flashed past, and those golden needles instantly penetrated Lan Junming's body. Several acupuncture points on the body.

"This is?"

"Treatment. His Dao root was almost severed, and he took medicine that destroyed the golden elixir. If he wants to repair it, he must first repair his golden elixir. The few injections I gave can temporarily relieve the pain of his damaged golden elixir. , the next few people want to be cured, and he wants to go to Yaowang Valley with me."

This is just a medical clinic, and many rare medicinal herbs are not available.

In fact, if you want to reshape Daogen, the existing medicinal materials in Yaowang Valley are not complete, and you need to look for them elsewhere.

It's just that Mr. Yao didn't say this to the people in the house, but he can indeed heal it by reshaping the roots.