"Mr. Zhuang, Zheng Long has a reluctant request." After a long time, Zheng Long suddenly spoke to Zhuang Lin.

Zhuang Lin turned his head and looked at Zheng Long. Seeing Zheng Long's expression solemn, there seemed to be a little sadness between this solemnity. He was stunned, not knowing what was wrong with this Southwest boss.

"Mr. Zheng, you should call me Xiaozhuang. I really can't afford this sir."

Zheng Long just smiled reluctantly, without nodding or shaking his head.

"Mr. Zheng, if there is anything, you can say nothing. As long as it is what I, Zhuang Lin, can do, I will definitely not refuse." Zhuang Lin was helpless. He had mentioned it several times before, but Zheng Long insisted again. He no longer worried about this matter and spoke.

"Mr. Zhuang, please come with me." Zheng Long did not say anything immediately, but sighed and said something to Zhuang Lin, then turned around and walked out of the door. Zhuang Lin looked at the bleak back and followed him out of the room without saying a word.

I walked through the corridor and walked on the second floor, and finally entered a room next to me.

The layout of this room is very warm and has a bit of playful smell. It looks like it is a girl's room, with heavy gauze curtains blocking the center of the room and you can't see it inside.

With his breath, Zhuang Lin could clearly smell the light smell of medicinal materials. In the corner of this room, he saw several medical instruments. He had a guess in his mind that there was a patient living here.

Pulling away the heavy gauze curtain, I entered the soft big bed. On this bed, there was a girl lying, with a fresh and beautiful face of her, but she looked a little pale, and there were some instruments next to the bed.

The girl was lying on the bed at all times, tightly closing her arms, as if she was asleep.

Zheng Long walked to the bed with his gentle steps and looked at the girl. Among the tigers, he was filled with sadness and care.

"She is my daughter, Zheng Su." Zheng Long stroked the girl's forehead and said slowly. In this voice, Zhuang Lin could feel that except for that deep love, there was no more majesty as before.

At this time, this man was no longer the boss who was intimidating the southwest, but just a kind father.

Looking at Zheng Long's bleak back and looking at the girl lying in the bed, Zhuang Lin already understood what Zheng Long wanted to say. He wanted to treat his daughter.

After slowing down, he walked to the bed, reached out to lift the quilt, picked up Zheng Su's right hand, pressed his finger on his fair wrist, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zheng Long stood beside him, without stopping him, looked at him quietly, with some expectation in his heart.

Over the past two years, the Needle King Gutong has been here, the leader of Shennong Sect, the leader of the Sun family, the leader of the Sun family, and the head of the Su family has also come. All the famous doctors Zheng Long can invite, but in the end, no one can cure Zheng Su's disease, and no one can even tell what kind of disease Zheng Su had.

After seeing so many famous doctors, his original hope has gradually turned into disappointment and he did not even have any hope.

In the room, there was only the silence of the three people. Zhuang Lin always closed his eyes and looked solemn, which made Zheng Long's original hope gradually fade.

"Oh, after all, there is still no hope." He had seen the same expression too many times. When he saw the solemnity of Zhuang Lin's face, the only disappointment he had left was gone, and he sighed in disappointment.

As time passed, Zhuang Lin was still standing there to take his pulse.

After a while, the slightly closed eyes finally opened, let out a long sigh, put the jade hand in his hand under the quilt, and turned his head to look at Zheng Long.

"Oh" Zheng Long sighed again, shook his head weakly, his breath became more and more sad and bleak. He turned around and walked towards the door.

"Mr. Zheng, don't you want to hear my diagnosis?" Looking at Zheng Long who turned and left, Zhuang Lin was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he still called him and said.

Zheng Long, who had already walked into the gauze curtain, suddenly stopped his steps, and his burly body trembled a little, then slowly turned around and looked at Zhuang Lin.

"If my judgment is not wrong, Zheng Su should have entered his body with the so-called Yin ghost leaning over." Zhuang Lin said.

The originally lost hope was resurrected in Zheng Long's body again. The burly body could see a slight tremor. After despair, I saw hope again. The inner joy made it difficult for this man to himself.

Although he didn't know what the disease Zhuang Lin said about the entry of the yin energy into the body, since Zhuang Lin could find out what disease a woman was suffering from, this undoubtedly gave him hope again.

"Mr. Zhuang, can you cure this disease?" He clenched his fists and kept himself more rational. Hu stared at Zhuang Lin and asked, but he was afraid that Zhuang Lin would shake his head.

Yin Qi enters the body, which is commonly known as Yin ghost leaning over. This strange disease also occurs from time to time in the real world. However, with conventional medical methods, it cannot be found without any diagnosis.

The reason why Zhuang Lin was diagnosed was entirely due to the vitality in his body. In addition, he had seen detailed records of the entry of Yin Qi into the body in the pharmacopoeia of the mysterious stone pillar, and he also had a prescription for treating this strange disease.

"I have a prescription for Zhang Zheng to treat the yin energy entering the body, but..." Looking at Zheng Long's expectant light, Zhuang Lin sighed, and hesitated after halfway through his words.

Although the prescription he got from the mysterious stone pillar was to treat the yin energy entering the body, the other two kinds of spiritual medicines needed were, besides the few that he had at hand, which were not what he had, including the Seven Star Grass and the Dragon Yang Tongue.

The seven-star grass is hard to find, and this dragon-yang tongue is even more precious. Even in the ancient dynasty where spiritual energy is full, the dragon-yang grass is an extremely precious spiritual medicine. Now that spiritual energy is lacking, this kind of spiritual medicine is probably extinct.

"Sir, as long as you can cure Susu's disease, I can give you all my cuts." Seeing Zhuang Lin hesitating, Zheng Long just thought he was waiting for a price, bowed and said firmly.

Zhuang Lin laughed bitterly, knowing that Zheng Long had misunderstood his meaning, so he hurriedly helped him up.

"Mr. Zheng, I, Zhuang Lin, are not the kind of villain who takes advantage of others' danger. The reason why I hesitate is that there are two elixirs in that prescription, which are difficult to find nowadays."

After hearing Zhuang Lin's explanation, Zheng Long was stunned. He knew that he had misunderstood Zhuang Lin. He felt a little embarrassed and bowed to Zhuang Lin again, but Zhuang Lin stopped him.

"Mr. Zhuang said, maybe I can find these two spiritual medicines." It is related to the safety of his daughter. Now that he heard that Zhuang Lin has a prescription that can cure women's illness, he couldn't help but become eager.

"Okay, there are many deep mountains and forests in the southwest, which are very suitable for the growth of spiritual medicines. If you can't say it's good, it's really possible to find these two spiritual medicines." Zhuang Lin thought for a while, nodded and said.
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