C2

Song Ziyang remained calm and walked out of the Mo family. Back in the Cloud Mist Mountain, he was deeply taught by his master, which included the morals, medicine, and medicine. Not only did he have to save lives, he had never even charged a fee to see a doctor in the Hidden Mist Mountain area. He deserved the kindness of a doctor, but Song Ziyang also had his own bottom line. As long as he wasn't a doctor, he wouldn't go.

Jiang Guanglin walked behind Song Ziyang.

However...

Song Ziyang lowered his head slightly upon hearing this.

It wasn't that he didn't want to save her. It was Master who had said that the reputation of our sect had not been obtained through bragging over the fact that our sect had been around for hundreds of years. Those who did not respect the Ghost Doctor Sect would not be saved.

But...

Song Ziyang hesitated for a moment. If he did not go, then his trip down the mountain would be meaningless.

"Ziyang, how about we go take a look?" Jiang Guanglin saw that Song Ziyang was moved, and said again.

Song Ziyang turned and looked at the Mo family's villa.

Slightly sighing, honestly speaking, Song Ziyang was not that kind of person with a heart of stone. At this moment, he was slightly moved. After hesitating for a long time, Song Ziyang said, "Then let's go take a look."

Jiang Guanglin couldn't help but laugh as he and Song Ziyang turned around and walked back.

At this moment, in the Mo family room.

Miss Mo laid on the bed, her face covered in blood, covering her charming face. The blood was coming out of her mouth. Mo Zhong was so shocked that her face turned pale, and her body began to tremble.

At the side, Qian Youwei's face was also extremely ugly. It seemed that the condition of the Miss Mo had caused him to feel that it was more troublesome than he had ever experienced before. Qian Youwei did not even know where he should begin to diagnose from.

"Brother Mo, forgive me for my bluntness, but Miss Mo has not lived for long." Seeing the situation in front of him, Qian Youwei closed his eyes and said softly.

At this moment, Qian Youwei was powerless.

Hearing that, Mo Zhong punched the wall, the wall immediately leaving a deep imprint. At this moment, the crying sounds of the Mo family could be heard from the room. Seeing the girl on the bed being tormented by illness, he couldn't do anything.

"She can still be saved."

At the moment when the Mo family was in despair.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from outside the door.

Everyone immediately turned around.

Jiang Guanglin and that youth Song Ziyang walked over, and those words were spoken by Song Ziyang.

"Brat, you … What did you say? " Hearing Song Ziyang's words, Mo Zhong was slightly stunned. He tightly clenched his fist and coldly spat out a few words.

Song Ziyang, however, was not afraid of Mo Zhong's gaze.

Under the gaze of the Mo family members, he replied lightly, "I said there is still hope for the Miss Mo. If you allow me to treat her, I have an 80% chance of curing her disease. If you don't let me, I'll turn and leave. "

Mo Zhong was slightly shocked. He was surprised that a seventeen year old youth would dare to say such words in front of him.

Moreover, he was still so calm.

"Brother Mo, don't listen to this brat's nonsense. I think this brat is here to extort money from Brother Mo. Even I can't take it, what is he going to do to save me?" Noticing the change in Mo Zhong's expression, Qian Youwei spoke coldly.

On one hand, it was Professor Qian. On the other hand, it was Song Ziyang's words.

Mo Zhong found it hard to make a decision as he clenched his fists tightly.

At this time, Song Ziyang spoke again, "You should know who it is that wants to extort money from the Mo family. There's not much time left, Master Mo. If you want me to make a move as soon as possible and if I'm too late, then it's really too late. "

"Kid, what do you mean by that? Are you targeting me? " Qian Youwei shouted in fury. "Humph!" He couldn't help but snort in his heart. "What a brat, to think he would dare to be impolite in front of me. Fine, since you insist on suicide, don't blame me for being rude."

Qian Youwei snorted in his heart and immediately said to Mo Zhong: "Brother Mo, this brat has always been spouting nonsense here. Why don't you just let him be? If he can't be cured, then let him and the young miss die with him. "

Hearing this, Mo Zhong's clenched fists relaxed slightly.

The Mo family's people all looked at Mo Zhong with cold anger, then looked at the cold and prideful Song Ziyang, as though they were waiting for him to choose.

Mo Zhong finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Mo Zhong pointed to Song Ziyang, and said indifferently: "Alright, I'll let you treat it."

With that, Song Ziyang walked to the bedside.

Mo Zhong added. If you can cure my daughter, I, Mo Zhong, will repay your kindness even if I go bankrupt. But if you can't cure my daughter, then don't think that you can leave this place alive and stay here to accompany my daughter in death. " The last sentence was practically squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth.

Song Ziyang, however, was not afraid of those words.

Song Ziyang walked to the bedside and removed the backpack on his back, then took out a row of golden needles from inside it. Others might not know, but Jiang Guanglin was overjoyed. He said excitedly, "Could it be that this is my Ghost Doctor's Qi Control Soul Needle? Even I do not have the qualifications to learn this, who would have thought that at such a young age, Zi Yang has already grasped the Qi Returning Soul Needle. "

The so-called Qi Manipulation Soul Restoring Needles mainly used Qi Manipulation to break through the blood vessels. Not only did he need to have a deep understanding of acupuncture points, but he also needed to have a deep inner force cultivation. Those who could have both were not unique, but they were also extremely rare.

Everyone looked at each other.

Song Ziyang turned Miss Mo over on the bed, and then tore off some of her clothes, revealing her white back. Following that, Song Ziyang said: "The illness that Miss Mo has, in any case, is light, but if it were to become large, one's life will be in danger. "What she got wasn't actually a serious illness, but a hydrops in her lungs, that's all."

Water in the lungs!

These four words not only shocked Jiang Guanglin, but even the expression on Qian Youwei's face changed.

"What, water in the lungs? How is that possible? " Mo Zhong asked.

"Is the first disease in Miss Mo a cough? For a long time, no one will be able to recover from it? " Song Ziyang asked.

"Exactly."

Mo Zhong added on: "My daughter coughed for a long time without being able to cure. She was shot with a lung infection and was hospitalized.

After a while, Song Ziyang replied: "There are differences in the physiques of human beings. The five elements and five levels are divided into different levels, and ordinary people have a mixture of different levels. However, Miss Mo's physique was an extremely rare Pure Wood type physique. The western blood injection is the normal treatment. However, the pure wood constitution of the Miss Mo was unable to completely absorb the water that flowed into the blood. A portion of it remained in her lungs, and over time, there was severe water in her lungs. "

As soon as Song Ziyang finished speaking, both Mo Zhong and Qian Youwei couldn't help but open their mouths wide. Fifth level? Pure wood? I've never heard of it. "

"If the water is accumulated in the brain, it will be hydrocephalus." Song Ziyang added.

With these words, Jiang Guanglin, who was at the side, could not help but give himself a fierce slap, and said excitedly: "So that's how it is. Earlier, we had been giving Miss Mo water and intramuscular injections, but we had forgotten that her body could not completely absorb these things. "So that's how it is. So that's how it is."

Hearing this, Mo Zhong also understood a little. At this moment, the young man in front of him was not a child who had not grown all his hair, but a master.

At such a young age, he could actually see through a problem that even the professor failed to see through. If he wasn't a master, then what else could he be?

At this moment, the eyes of the other members of the Mo Family were also looking at Song Ziyang with different expressions. So this person really is a master. We were wrong about him previously, but I didn't expect him to be so lucky at such a young age. Their futures are limitless. "

Only Qian Youwei was a little disinterested, and thought in his heart: "Is this the deceptive theory that you used in Chinese medicine again? "Alright, I want to see how you will end up with your mouth full of trains and your tail between your legs."

"Song... Master Song, may I know how to treat you? " Mo Zhong even changed his way of addressing him.

"Acupuncture, open the lung acupoint."

Song Ziyang said indifferently.