Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

Song Lao stepped over the threshold of his knees, his face was flushed, and his breath was even, how could he look like a sick person?

As Song Lao appeared in everyone's sight, everyone was stunned.

The people in the Qiankun Medical Hall were sneering a second ago, but at this moment they were speechless, looking at the old man in shock, looking puzzled.

Pavilion Master Zhang's eyes widened, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he kept muttering: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."

Seeing Song Lao walking out of the wooden house safe and sound, Wu San let out a long breath, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and his life was saved.

"Grandpa!" Song Yan hurriedly ran up, habitually reaching out to support the old man, who knew that the old man Song patted her hand and signaled that there was no need to help.

Seeing his father stand up again, Song Yi looked overjoyed, and immediately greeted him: "Dad, your body?"

Song Lao looked at Jiang Wenhao in awe, and said gratefully: "As soon as Doctor Jiang made a move, the medicine was cured, this feeling was like being ten years younger all of a sudden, haha......"

Seeing the old man smile, Song Yi suddenly turned around and bent down ninety degrees towards the position where Doctor Jiang was:" Thank you Doctor Jiang for curing my father's illness, Song Yi is grateful, if you have any instructions in the future, Song Yi will never refuse.

"Mr. Song is serious, saving lives and helping the injured is my duty. Jiang Wenhao paused and looked at Wu San, who was still kneeling on the ground: "Besides, it's my old friend who is at fault first."

As soon as these words came out, Song Yi suddenly scolded the two eyeless subordinates: "What are you doing, don't you let people go?"

Song Yi commanded, Wu San suddenly regained his free body, hugged his hands and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Song."

Song Yi's expression was cold, and he pointed at Wu San: "If my father is still in a coma, you will still be sunk to the bottom of the sea, and if you want to thank Doctor Jiang." And

at this moment, the owner of the Qiankun Medical Center came up and said to Song Lao: "Old Song, I am Zhang Jing of the Qiankun Medical Center, can I give you a pulse?"

As soon as he heard that the other party was the divine doctor of the Qiankun Medical Center, Song Lao nodded and stretched out his left hand.

Pavilion Master Zhang put his two fingers on Song Lao's pulse, squinted his eyes slightly, and after half a minute, an incredible expression appeared on his face.

As soon as he let go, he asked Jiang Wenhao, "What method did you use to completely eradicate the accumulated fire in Song Lao's body?"

For so many years, Pavilion Master Zhang has been pressing Jiang Wenhao's head, and this sudden inferiority in skills makes it difficult for him to accept.

Who knew that Jiang Wenhao raised his chin directly, with a sneer on his face, and said arrogantly: "Pavilion Master Zhang, you have crossed the line."

At this time, Pavilion Master Zhang realized his recklessness, as a competitor, how could Jiang Wenhao tell others about his skills.

"Huh?" Pavilion Master Zhang waved his hand, and said with displeasure: "It's just that the blind cat meets the dead mouse, see how proud you can be."

Before the words fell, the Song family immediately set their eyes on Pavilion Master Zhang, and Elder Song said sternly: "Is Pavilion Master Zhang cursing me to death?"

Pavilion Master Zhang waved his hand again and again, not daring to say more, seeing that the master was like this, the disciples of the Qiankun Medical Hall were silent.

In the reception hall, Ye Chen and Jiang Wenhao were arranged to sit on the upper seat, and Song Yi and the old man accompanied each other on the left and right.

"This time thanks to Divine Doctor Jiang, otherwise my old bones would have to be buried in the soil. Song Lao reminded his son: "Song Yi, you have to express yourself."

Song Lao reminded him, Song Yi patted his head, and immediately took out a black and gold bank card: "Doctor Jiang, this is 50 million diagnosis money, if you have something to do in the future, just ask." Jiang

Wenhao doesn't care about the 50 million diagnosis fee, but Song Yi's relationship is very important, if there is a relationship with Song Yi, it will have an immeasurable impact in Jiangnan.

After Jiang Wenhao glanced at Ye Chen, he got up and said, "I'm ashamed to say that it wasn't Jiang who cured the old man's illness."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen shook his head, this old boy probably wanted to confess him.

Sure enough, Song Yi's father and son looked at Jiang Wenhao curiously, and Jiang Wenhao looked at Ye Chen: "Don't hide it, the master of my medical skills in treating the old man is the Ye Divine Doctor next to me." Considering

that Ye Chen is still young and needs connections like Song Yi in the future, Jiang Wenhao does not dare to be greedy.

Song Yi's father and son immediately looked at Ye Chen, from beginning to end, they just regarded Ye Chen as Jiang Wenhao's disciple, but they didn't expect Jiang Wenhao to say such a thing.

"Haha, Jiang Wenhao, aren't you old and confused, it's ridiculous to want to promote young juniors in this way. Pavilion Master Zhang immediately pointed the finger at Jiang Wenhao.

Song Yi's father and son also looked at Jiang Wenhao, hoping that he would give an explanation.

Ye Chen took a sip of tea, and then said: "Mr. Song, dare to ask who built the wooden house where Song Lao lived?" Seeing Ye Chen's

sudden mention of the wooden house, everyone was confused, and Song Lao said proudly: "The old man is used to staying in the countryside and is not used to the reinforced concrete of the big city, so Song Yi asked people to build this wooden house for me with golden silk nanmu, this house is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it is comfortable to live in."

Ye Chen suddenly looked at Song Yi: "The person who almost killed Old Song this time was actually Mr. Song." "