The seller of the heavens

After Jiang Chen came to the front of the crowd, he saw a boy in his teens kneeling in front of the medical hall, kowtowing his head, and begging with a crying sound:

"Doctor Chen, please, save my father!"

Beside the young man, lay a middle-aged unconscious man, with a black air lingering on his face, his complexion was very bad, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, obviously he had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Get up first."

An old doctor with white hair and beard squatted down, put his fingers on the middle-aged man's wrist, and began to take the pulse.

Sensing the pulse of the middle-aged man, the old doctor frowned and his face gradually became serious.

After a long time, he sighed, shook his head, and said to the boy:

"Your father's injuries are too serious, and there is still a strong force in his body to destroy wantonly, which cannot be ruled out. Forgive me for being powerless, you'd better hire someone else."

Hearing the words, the young man felt as if he had been struck by lightning, he was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.

The father and son should also be well-known figures in Xiangyang. Some of the surrounding people knew the father and son, and they shook their heads helplessly when they saw this situation:

"Doctor Chen is already the most skilled doctor in the city. He has nothing to do. Who else can heal Master Xia?"

"Hey, it's a pity for Master Xia. It was intended to fight against injustice. Who would have thought that the members of the Iron Palm Gang would be so arrogant, and now they have sent their own lives instead."

"This is Jianghu..."

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Jiang Chen roughly understood the whole story.

The comatose middle-aged man was a well-known boxer in the city, and his strength was not bad. Because he couldn't see the Iron Palm Gang oppressing a few Beggar Gang disciples, he stood up and spoke out, but was severely injured by the Iron Palm Gang and was near death.

Jiang Chen didn't expect that the Iron Palm Gang and the Beggar Gang would be involved. After thinking about it, he walked forward and said to the boy kneeling on the ground:

"May I have a look?"

Seeing that Jiang Chen was dressed like a man in the world, the young man nodded immediately without hesitation.

There are so many strange people in the Jianghu, and now he can only hope that Jiang Chen can find a way to save his father.

The boy opened his mouth to say thank you, but found that his throat was extremely dry and he couldn't make a sound for a while.

Jiang Chen ignored the comments and doubts of the people around him, squatted down and grabbed Master Xia's hand, channeled a wave of internal force, and detected the situation in the opponent's body.

As soon as the internal force penetrated, he sensed that there was an unusually fierce aura in Master Xia's body that was destroying and rampaging around.

Boxer Xia's internal condition was extremely bad, his body was cold and hot at times, his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, and he would die before he could hold on for a long time.

"What a vicious force."

Jiang Chen took out the healing elixir that he carried with him, fed it to Master Xia, and then said to the boy:

"I can try to treat it, but I'm not very sure. Would you like me to try it?"

The young man couldn't care less about anything else at this time, he just nodded repeatedly:

"willing."

But the people around persuaded the young man to think twice, because Jiang Chen looked too young, he didn't look like he had great medical skills.

The young man didn't listen at all.

Jiang Chen took Master Xia to the quiet room of the medical center, told others not to disturb him, then closed the door, and tried to heal his injuries with the Nine Suns Divine Art.

The Nine Suns Divine Art is mysterious and unparalleled, and has a powerful ability to heal wounds, but Jiang Chen has never tried it before, and he is actually not very sure in his heart.

After helping Master Xia to sit down, Jiang Chen sat behind him, put his hands on his back, stimulated the thick pure yang internal force, and bit by bit wiped away the alien internal force in Master Xia's body, and alienated the meridians.

After a quarter of an hour.

Jiang Chen slammed his hands on Boxer Xia's back.

puff!

Boxer Xia suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a pool of black blood, then he woke up and turned around, looking at the strange environment around him, his eyes were blank:

"This is where?"

"You are in the hospital."

Jiang Chen said, went to open the door of the quiet room, and said to the young man waiting outside:

"Come in, your father is already awake."

The young man rushed into the quiet room and saw that his father had indeed awakened. Although his complexion was still pale and weak, he was much better than before. Overjoyed, he immediately turned around and kowtowed to Jiang Chen to thank him:

"Thank you hero for saving me, Xia Shan will never repay you."

At this time, Boxer Xia also realized what happened, and thanked Jiang Chen:

"Thank you young hero for saving your life."

"You two don't need to be polite"

Jiang Chen raised his hand and flicked it, a force was born out of thin air, lifted the boy up, and asked:

"Tell me first, what happened and why did you get hurt?"

Boxer Xia nodded, and told the cause and effect, roughly the same as what the passers-by said.

It is mainly the contradiction between the Iron Palm Gang and the disciples of the Beggar Gang.

Master Xia had once been favored by Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggar Gang, and when he saw this situation, he immediately helped the disciples of the Beggar Gang, but he was seriously injured because of it.

According to Master Xia, the person who did it was Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help saying:

"Old Sect Leader Hong has also shown me the grace to teach me art. You were injured this time trying to help the disciples of the Beggar Sect. It is only right for me to help."

Master Xia was in awe when he heard this, and said:

"It turns out that the young man is the descendant of the old man Hong, no wonder he has such profound skills."

Jiang Chen asked:

"Do you know where Qiu Qianren is now?"

The two shook their heads, then Boxer Xia asked:

"Why did the young hero seek that Qiu Qianren?"

Jiang Chen said with a smile:

"My hands are itchy, I want to ask him for a few tricks."

Boxer Xia thought that Jiang Chen was trying to find a place for the disciples of the Beggar Gang, although he understood, he hesitated to persuade him:

"I advise the young hero not to have such thoughts. Although Qiu Qianren has a bad character, his strength is really terrifying. Even if he is not as good as Senior Hong, he is probably not far behind. If you rashly fight with him, you will definitely will suffer."

Jiang Chen said confidently:

"Don't worry, since I dare to fight him, I'm sure of it."

Seeing that Boxer Xia couldn't persuade him, he couldn't help showing a look of helplessness, but he and his son didn't know where Qiu Qianren was now, and he only hoped that Jiang Chen couldn't find him.

"Your injury is only half healed, and you still need to rest in peace."

Jiang Chen gave a few more instructions, then took his leave and left the hospital.

After turning around in the street twice, he found a beggar and inquired about the stronghold of the beggar gang in Xiangyang city.

This beggar was also a disciple of the Beggar Sect, and immediately brought Jiang Chen to a ruined temple.

At this moment, there was a miserable wind and bitter rain in the ruined temple.

Several beggars fell to the ground with wounds on their bodies. There was also a young beggar whose face was blue, his body was stiff and he was out of breath.

Seeing the little beggar walking in with a stranger, a middle-aged lame beggar came over with a frown and reprimanded dissatisfiedly:

"Little Yuanbao, why did you bring an outsider here?"

The beggar named Xiao Yuanbao hurriedly explained:

"This is not an outsider. He said he is the descendant of the old gang leader Hong, and he wants to ask us for some news."

"The successor of old gang leader Hong?"

The lame beggar looked at Jiang Chen with a dubious expression:

"What proof do you have?"