Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

The woman looked at the handsome man sitting alone by the window in the house and lowered her head.

Chen Ping thought for a while, picked up the fine wine in the cup on the teacup and drank it up, then got up and smiled at the woman~ said:

"Go and have a look."

The two went downstairs, and on the stairs, Chen Ping saw Ying Bu standing at the door at a glance.

There are several words engraved on the resolute face, which looks a little fierce, tall and burly, like a piece of bronze-colored iron.

"He's from the army..."

Chen Ping thought in his heart, only those in the army have such an air of iron and blood cultivated on the battlefield.

"It doesn't look like a soldier of the Qin State, but a member of the Six Nations Army. I don't know why he is looking for me?"

There were thousands of thoughts in Chen Ping's mind, but his face was calm and indifferent without any fluctuation.

He walked up to Yingbo and said to him:

"Your Excellency looking for me?"

Some guests and women around also noticed his appearance, and all cast their gazes in this direction.

At the same time, they also noticed Yingbo, and they were a little surprised to see the worn clothes on his body.

There was a lot of discussion.

Ying Bu looked at the tall and handsome young man in gorgeous black clothes, and saw that he had a warm smile on his face, polite demeanor, and gentle eyes, and he felt a little relaxed.

He also returned a salute to Chen Ping, bowed his head towards Chen Ping and said, "I'm Xia Yingbu, I want to ask Mr. Chen Ping for help."

The tone is extremely sincere.

And Chen Ping's eyes flickered after hearing the word Yingbu.

"Your Excellency, come with me."

Chen Ping turned around and said.

Yingbo raised his head and looked at the black-clothed figure who was turning away and was a little surprised, but he still followed.

After the two left, the surrounding discussions gradually became quieter.

When the two came to a quiet and elegant courtyard in the backyard of Zilanxuan, Chen Ping invited Yingbu to sit down in the pavilion, looked around with a smile and said:

"This small courtyard was arranged by the adults himself, and ordinary people have no chance to come in."

As he spoke, he looked at Yingbo and said with a smile: "It's secluded here, so it's easy to talk about some things. Now General Yingbo can tell me what he wants from me."

"So you already know my identity." A flash of surprise flashed in Yingbo's eyes.

"Of course, Chen Ping has heard about the famous General Yingbo of the Tenglong Legion, but he just never got to meet him." Chen Ping sat down opposite Yingbo with a smile, picked up the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of clear tea.

"There's no such thing as a famous name. Yingbo is just a stray dog ​​wandering around." Yingbo said bitterly, then he seemed to remember something, his eyes changed, he got up, and cupped his hands at Chen Ping:

"Yingbu came here because he heard that you are proficient in medical skills, so I want to ask you to help me save a person."

"Yingbu came here because he heard that you are proficient in medical skills, so I want to ask you to help me save a person."

Chen Ping looked at him with his head bowed, and said with emotion: "It seems that that person must be very important to General Yingbo, otherwise a person like General would never bow his head to beg for help."

Yingbo pursed his lips and lowered his head without saying a word, still maintaining the gesture of begging Chen Ping.

Chen Ping sighed, walked over and got up to help him up: "Although I have learned some medical skills from the adults, I can't be called proficient. I can only go and see with you. I can't guarantee a cure."

Yingbo gave him a big gift and thanked him:

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

The two came to the medical hall. The old man in the medical hall saw Chen Ping and hurriedly saluted, "I've seen Mr. Xianyang Ling."

"No need to be polite." Chen Ping said, turning his gaze to the little girl who was sleeping soundly on the wooden bed.

Walking over, holding her wrist under the watchful eyes of the old man and Ying Bu, he closed his eyes and made a careful diagnosis.

···Seeking flowers 0··

Inside the hospital, it was very quiet.

After half a sound.

Chen Ping opened his eyes, and the first sentence was:

"This is sepsis, and I can't save it."

Ying Bu clenched his fists violently, and then loosened them, as if he had exhausted all his strength, his face was pale.

And Chen Ping's second sentence sounded again: "But I know there are two ways to save her."

Ying Bu turned to look at him anxiously.

"One is to find her blood family members to exchange blood for blood, which can completely cure her disease, and the other..."

"What's the other one?" Ying Bu asked anxiously.

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Chen Ping smiled at him: "The other one is waiting for my lord to come back."