Chapter 86 Jiumozhi

On the other side, Li Anran walked out of the side hall and went straight back to the bedroom, where he sat cross-legged and began to breathe.

Internal power cultivates essence and qi, but the three elements of essence, qi and spirit are closely connected. While the essence and qi are circulating, the spirit will also be passively restored and improved.

But this passive recovery and improvement is extremely slow!
The night passed.

Li Anran's damaged soul had only recovered less than 10%.

This was certainly related to the fact that Li Anran used the Qi-gazing technique too many times yesterday, causing serious damage to his spirit and soul.

However, it can also be seen that the first-level [Internal Power] is completely unable to adapt to the second-level skills!
Li Anran did not plan to use divination techniques again until his soul fully recovered.

"Cousin?" Li Anran was stunned when he saw Wang Yuyan and Azhu together.

Before Li Anran could speak again, Wang Yuyan said, "Cousin, when I left Mantuo Villa, I left a letter for my mother, telling her that I was coming to Chanhe Villa."

"Last night, I also sent someone back to tell them that I would be staying at Tingxiangshui for a few days, and when my mother comes back, she will come to pick me up, so you don't have to worry."

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi pleaded for mercy, "Master, my aunt is always very strict with the girl. She controls everything from food, clothing, housing and transportation. The girl rarely comes out, so you should let her stay out for a few more days."

Li Anran: "...Okay."

After breakfast, the group took the guards on board the boat and headed for Gusu City.

The medicine shop opened by Chanhezhuang in Gusu City was called "Baohetang" and was located on the largest main road in the city.

Before daybreak, the queue of people who wanted to see a doctor was already long, winding from the entrance of the pharmacy almost to the city gate.

Everyone was looking towards the east of the city, eagerly waiting.

"Dr. Murong is here!"

As soon as Li Anran's carriage appeared, someone recognized it and shouted loudly.

The originally noisy conversations in Gusu City suddenly became quiet, and then all the voices merged into the same sentence: "Murong Divine Doctor is here! Murong Divine Doctor is here!"

The voices are different, young and old, male and female, rough and sharp, but the same thing is the joy and excitement in them.
Wang Yuyan was sitting in the carriage. She could feel the power of hope without looking outside.

What surprised her even more was that, despite so many people outside, the carriage was moving extremely steadily. It didn't swerve left or right, and it didn't even slow down at all. It just moved forward at a leisurely pace.

She had been to Gusu City with her mother before. Gusu was not a big city, and even the main roads were not very wide. On normal days, one had to be careful to avoid pedestrians at all times, not to mention riding in a carriage or even leading a horse. Why was it so different today?
Wang Yuyan couldn't help but lift a corner of the car curtain and look out.

then.

The whole person was stunned.

The city of Gusu was surging with people. The streets were packed with people standing or kneeling, and even the steps and corners were no exception.

However, there was no one around the carriage, as if there was an invisible cover that covered the carriage and kept the crowd out.

Until Ah Zhu gently patted Wang Yuyan's shoulder, leaned close to her ear, and said loudly: "Girl, it's time to get off the bus."

Wang Yuyan came back to her senses and shook her head desperately: "I, I don't know any medical skills, and I can't help you. I won't go down, you guys go! I'll wait for you here!"

She had been trying hard to imagine what the scene would be like when Li Anran was consulting with her since yesterday, but the scene before her still exceeded her imagination.

Whenever Wang Yuyan thought about being stared at by so many people, her heart began to tremble, her hands and feet became weak, and she was so terrified that she didn't dare to go down at all.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi tried to persuade them, but seeing that Wang Yuyan's hands were clenched tightly and her face was pale, they had to give up. They drove the carriage to a corner, left the guards to guard it, and went to the wooden shed that had been built outside the drugstore with Li Anran.

The crowd queuing for medical treatment began to flow like a river.

One by one, they walked past Li Anran, stopping for more than ten seconds at most and only three to five seconds at least.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi stood on both sides.

One is responsible for collecting consultation fees from wealthy people, and the other is responsible for writing prescriptions. Li Anran's [Qihuang] skill has been upgraded to "level 8", which is unparalleled in the world, and it is not an exaggeration at all.

He only needs to take a glance to tell whether the person in front of him is sick, what disease he has, and prescribe the most reasonable prescription.

The group of patients in front of him seemed huge, but for him, it would only take half a day at most to see them all.

Among those who see the doctor, many are not sick and just want to get checked for preventive measures.

Li Anran did not refuse either.

He has been practicing medicine in Gusu City for nearly two years. Not only in Gusu City, but also in several nearby towns, everyone is healthy and not troubled by illness.

This is the reason why he has such a reputation and is rumored to be the reincarnation of the King of Medicine.

Wang Yuyan didn't dare to get out of the car, but couldn't help but staring at Li Anran through the window.

In the past, she often heard others praise how good her cousin was, but she didn't have an accurate concept of him.

Now she could see it with all her heart!

The sunlight shone on my cousin, and he looked like the reincarnation of the King of Medicine, radiating divine light all over his body.

Just then, there was a sudden noise from the crowd.

Wang Yuyan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a monk in a yellow robe dragging a young man, forcing his way through the queue of people and walking straight towards Li Anran.

The monk looked to be about fifty years old, wearing cloth clothes and straw sandals. There was nothing special about him, but his face was full of energy and there seemed to be a faint flow of precious light.

The man seemed to be in his twenties, dressed in a blue shirt, and was well-mannered. His face showed reluctance, but he could not break free from the monk's grasp.

Behind them, there were two more people, one was a man of great bearing, dressed in mourning clothes, and the other was short and thin, like a consumptive pickpocket.

Some people were indignant that the monk cut in line and wanted to stop him, but before they could get close to the monk, they were bounced away and fell to the ground.

But this did not scare the others. Instead, it made the people around them excited and they surrounded the four people.

There are many martial artists among them.

The originally orderly medical consultation scene suddenly became chaotic.

The man in green was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly distanced himself from the matter: "I have nothing to do with this big monk, I was captured by him!" Then he pulled hard on his captured arm, indicating that he was forced into it.

The man in mourning clothes and the sick ghost also hurriedly explained: "Everyone, we have no ill intentions. We are here only to see Master Murong!"

Someone nearby snorted coldly: "Who doesn't come here to see Master Murong?"

"Yes! I have been waiting since this morning. We are finally almost there. Why are you running ahead?"

"You are a monk, but you are so unreasonable! Get them out!"

……

"Amitabha!"

The monk put his hands together and his voice was like a huge bell or a huge drum, which made the people around him look painful. Then he said in a loud voice: "But Master Murong is here in person? I am Jiumozhi, a close friend of Mr. Murong. I have come all the way from Tibet to the Central Plains just to pay my respects at the grave of my old friend and fulfill our promise."

When the people around heard Jiumozhi say that he was Murong Bo's good friend, they looked at each other in confusion, and then they all stepped aside to make way for Jiumozhi.

Even those who were already red-faced and furious were no exception!

"Thank you very much, benefactors."

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together to express his gratitude, but he was extremely shocked in his heart.

As the Tubo national teacher, he has such a prestigious status in the Tubo country. But how could Murong Fu, at such a young age, achieve this with just his medical skills?
(End of this chapter)