my luck is on

After a while, a beam of light swept over the outside of the car, from the driver's seat to the rear door.

The glare disappeared and the car started again.

After about 10 minutes of driving, the car stopped again.

Lu Yang thought he had to go through the steps just now, so he sat on a chair and waited.

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, get out of the car."

Opening the back door of the car, the three carried Lan Mengdie down.

What appeared in front of Lu Yang was an antique row of houses, a bit like a courtyard house in the city.

Xu Liang took out a card on his body and inserted it into a machine at the gate of the courtyard.

The card was swallowed, and a halo of light appeared on the door.

Xu Liang put his hand into the aperture, and after five seconds, the door opened automatically.

"Old Ma, here is a patient who needs your care."

Xu Liang shouted a few words to the inside, and an old man with white hair and childlike face, wearing a Tang suit, walked out of the main hall.

The old man looks about 70 years old, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

"Come in with me."

The old man walked up to Lan Mengdie with his hands behind his back, and took a look at her.

Everyone walked into the east room of the courtyard and put Lan Mengdie on the hospital bed.

The inside of the house is a place that looks like an operating room and a warehouse of a pharmacy, with drug residues scattered all over the side.

Mr. Ma took out the rubber gloves from the drawer, put them on, and quickly touched Lan Mengdie's chest with his fingers.

"Mister, you..."

Lu Yang subconsciously blocked it with his hands.

Ma Lao said angrily: "I am a doctor, how can I take advantage of her?"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Ma continued to acupoint a dozen of Lan Mengdie's acupoints.

At this time, something magical happened.

Lan Mengdie, who was originally pale, now had a hint of blood on her lips.

"It's almost done, hang two bottles of detoxification water to remove the residual toxins in the body, and then infuse a few bottles of nutrient solution."

"Thank you Ma Lao for your righteousness, please accept the next obeisance."

After Lu Yang finished speaking, he was about to bow down.

As soon as he bent down, Lu Yang found that his legs could not be bent no matter how hard he tried.

After a closer look, he discovered that at some point Ma Lao bent his front legs and blocked Lu Yang's downward pressure with his knees.

"As long as the head is not lost, the old man can cure you."

Ma Lao smiled lightly and said: "The Martial Arts Alliance will provide me with retirement, and I will save a few of them, that's a matter of course."

Don't look at Ma's old saying that it's easy, but it's not like that at all.

Both Xu Ling and Zhang Feng knew that if Xia Boyang hadn't personally begged Mr. Ma, he might not have treated Lan Mengdie.

"Mr., no matter what, you saved my friend's life. Lu Yang will remember this kindness." Lu Yang said gratefully.

"You wait here for her to wake up, the old man is going in to watch TV."

After Ma Lao finished speaking, he left the East Room, leaving Lu Yang and the three of them guarding Lan Mengdie's bedside.

"Zhang Feng, what exactly is this place?"

Lu Yang looked around carefully, wanting to see what this place was.

"This place is worse than a hospital."

Zhang Feng pulled his sleeves away, and Lu Yang saw a scar on his wrist.

This scar stretched from the pulse to the shoulder, as long as an ugly centipede.

"How did you suffer such a serious injury?" Lu Yang asked in surprise.

Zhang Feng said bitterly: "At that time, I went to perform a special mission and hid for three days. Later, because I was thirsty, I was discovered by the enemy when I was carrying a water bottle."

Speaking of this, Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile, and continued: "The scar on the arm was left by that person. Although it has faded a lot now, when the knife was cut, my arm was separated from the middle. If Mr. Ma hadn't used his medical skills to help me pick it up, what you saw was the one-armed Zhang Feng."

"Isn't this the legendary meat and bones! Ma Lao's medical skills have really reached the highest level!" Lu Yang admired.

As soon as these words came out, Xu Liang seemed to have heard something terrible, so he grabbed Lu Yang and motioned him to stop talking.

Unfortunately, it was already a step too late.

A man in his fifties wearing a black windbreaker walked in and said with an unhappy face, "Who said the highest level? Are you praising that old thing again?"

The middle-aged man in the windbreaker made Lu Yang instinctively feel a little cold.

This kind of coldness is not the air conditioner in the house, but the body's instinct to send out an early warning of terror.

Seeing this person coming out, Zhang Feng and Xu Liang's faces all changed.

Afterwards, Xu Liang regained his smiling face, took a pack of cigarettes from his body and walked over.

"Uncle Liu, you smoke, this is the special edition I just got.

"Don't try to bribe me with a pack of cigarettes, boy."

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu said so, but judging from the movements of his hands, it was clear that he asked Xu Liang to stuff the cigarette into his hand.

Xu Liang was also sensible, and quickly stuffed the cigarette into Uncle Liu's hand, saying a lot of good things.

The unhappiness on the man's face disappeared.

"Next time you bring people here, teach them the rules first, don't talk nonsense, you know?"

Uncle Liu gave Xu Liang a lesson, opened the box of cigarettes, took out a cigarette, put it on his nose and smelled it.

"Who are these people?"

Lu Yang looked more and more strange.

"Uncle, we have a friend here for treatment. We will take her away tomorrow morning when she recovers from her injury. We will definitely not bother you." Xu Liang said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll go first, come back next time, don't forget to bring a few more boxes."

After the middle-aged man left, Xu Liang and Zhang Feng's faces changed from flattery to Survivor.

"What's wrong with you two? Could it be that that person just now is some sort of expert?" Lu Yang asked.

Zhang Feng wiped the cold sweat off his head, and said with lingering fear: "If it's just a master, we won't be afraid of him, his cultivation is not as good as others can practice..."

Xu Liang answered, "That man's name is Poison Immortal, he can transform tens of thousands of poisons."

Uncle Liu gave him the nickname Poison Immortal, and lived in the same courtyard with Ma Lao, a sage doctor, and they have been fighting for decades.

Neither of them accepted the other. Whenever someone praised Ma Lao for his excellent medical skills, the Poison Immortal would definitely pour a few poisons on him and watch how Ma Lao rescued him.

But fortunately, the Poison Immortal poisoned no one would die.

It will only make people feel headaches, or have some hallucinations inexplicably.

"This is the so-called eating in the same room, practicing independently?"

Lu Yang made a joke, and both of them nodded in unison.

"Just now you said you praised Mr. Ma, I'm really afraid that you... are not good!"

Before Xu Liang finished speaking, he stared straight at Lu Yang's chest.

Lu Yang looked down, and at some point his chest was completely black.

"Take all precautions, and let him be poisoned. This pack of cigarettes is a waste."

Xu Liang thought that by pretending to be his grandson, the Poison Immortal would not attack Lu Yang, but now it seems that he is still too naive.

"Mr. Lu, wait, I'll go find the Poison Immortal, no, Mr. Ma will detoxify you." Xu Liang who was running became incoherent.

Half an hour later, Xu Liang came back alone, and said helplessly, "I went to find the old man. He said that he watched a TV series recently and thought the surgeon was very handsome. He just swore to himself that he would not save him." Seven days for medical patients."