C272 (1/2)

Unlike the middle-aged man from a moment ago, these local villagers have no problems and are quite ill. The little brother patiently treated these villagers and it took us another half an hour before we finished prescribing medicine for the villagers. The little brother even escorted these villagers to the door of the house and then came back to our side.

At this moment, I had already completely and utterly convinced that this little brother, from every aspect, was a genius doctor.

When this young man walked towards us, Luo Weiping immediately stood up from his chair and walked towards that young man. He politely cupped his hands and said, ”This is the young Divine Doctor called Xue Xiaoqi. Today, we have seen him for ourselves. His medical skills have truly reached perfection.”

The young man nodded politely and returned the greeting. He looked at Luo Weiping from head to toe and directly said, ”I presume you are all part of the country's special task force, right? I wonder what business do you have with our Xue Clan's medicine store? ”

It seemed like this little brother had extraordinary knowledge as well. He was able to recognize Luo Weeping's identity with a single glance.

However, Luo Weeping did not hide it and smiled. He then said, ”Indeed, little brother has eyes like that of a god. I was able to recognize my identity with a single glance.”

That young man shook his head and said with a smile, ”It's not hard for me to recognize you. You people from the special task force all wear the same kind of uniform. It doesn't matter if it's Spring, Summer, Autumn, or Winter. There have been people from the special task force before, so you're not unfamiliar with them.”

”Since you know your next identity, then I'll go straight to the point.” As he spoke, Luo Weiping reached into his pocket and took out an envelope. The letter was written in calligraphy pen, what the hell was going on? There was someone who could write letters with a brush?

I was curious to see the letter.

After taking out the letter, Luo Weeping handed it to the young man and said: ”I have a letter for you from elder Long Xuan of Mao Mountain. I hope you can pass it on to him.”

That young man didn't receive the letter. Instead, he looked towards Li Renjie and I, who were shivering from the cold on the chair. He nodded slightly and said, ”Your purpose in coming here this time is to let my father save these two, right?”

Luo Wei Ping was holding the letter in his hand and awkwardly took back his hand. He turned around and looked at us before nodding and said, ”That's right. They are here for the two of them.”

That little brother carefully examined us for a while, and then said: ”If I'm not wrong, these two should have been poisoned by the cold poison. It looks like it was half a month ago.”

This is a little too godly. Not only can we tell that we have been poisoned by the cold poison, we can even tell when we were poisoned. This person has such a sacred art at such a young age. I am truly impressed.

Luo Weeping was also a little surprised. However, he quickly recovered and nodded again, saying, ”That's right, it is indeed the cold poison.”

As he walked, he said, ”My father has some relationship with Taoist Master Long Xuan of Mao Mountain. Our Xue family can't fail to cure the patient that was recommended by him, so you can rest assured that. However, since my father is resting at noon, it's best if we don't disturb his family. I'll take a look at this illness, and if I can't cure it, then it won't be too late to invite my father over.”