"Xianyong, what do you think?" Wei Hong's black eyes were bottomless and he said, staring at Qiao Xianyong.

Qiao Xianyong had just heard the complicated process described by Mr. Wen, and his heart was already full of anxiety. After all, he still had many questions in his heart, so he mustered up the courage to ask, "Doctor Wen, I don't have money to give it to you."

Mr. Wen was stunned at first, then slapped the table and laughed, "What's the point of asking for money?" His eyes rolled and said, "Are you a poor person?" As soon as he said, Qiao Xianyong saw Gong'er covering his sleeves and laughing secretly.

Qiao Xianyong blushed and said, "Mr. Wen, I heard that you are the one who treats and saves people. If you are willing to treat me, what disease do you plan to make me suffer from again?" Qiao Xianyong's heart was actually entangled with the matter of Qingyun Monk Xier. At this time, he finally asked this question and felt much relieved.

Wei Hong seemed to be extremely concerned about the answer to this question and looked at Mr. Wen tightly.

"It seems that my title that I can't afford to suffer is very popular!" Mr. Wen stroked his not very smooth beard and said, "Well, you are a young man, and you have never done anything bad, right?"

Qiao Xianyong blushed and whispered, "At the age of five, he stole the chicken legs cooked by his neighbor's house. When he was seven, he picked the dates from the village leader Li's house. When he was thirteen, he accidentally injured his senior sister's left wrist and she recuperated for a month."

Mr. Wen couldn't close his mouth, and seemed quite happy. He spoke, "I'm the nickname that I can't afford to suffer is not what you think. However, if I can really cure you, I will definitely want you to exchange for something. But one is that I'm not sure now, and the other is that I haven't thought about what I want you, a young man, to exchange for something."

Wei Hong interrupted, "Xianyong, you are already an adult, it is related to your own life and death. You need to make your own decisions."

Qiao Xianyong looked at Wei Hong and then at Mr. Wen. Everyone in the middle hall, even Gong'er and Lao Pu, looked at him intently. Qiao Xianyong thought that if the miracle doctor Wen had a correct judgment, if he did not have a doctor, he would have only three years of life. If he chose treatment, 40% of them might only live for half a year, and 60% would be able to completely cure him.

This choice becomes the choice between half a year, three years and longevity.

For many people, making such a choice may be very difficult. But it is not difficult for Qiao Xianyong, who has experienced many hardships even though he is young. Now God has given him the opportunity and still have time to make himself stronger. Even if this opportunity is only 60%, it is far better than nothing.

Qiao Xianyong replied without hesitation, "Mr. Wen, Master, and your apprentice are willing to accept Mr. Wen's treatment!"

Mr. Wen laughed louder and praised, "The courage is commendable! He deserves to be the apprentice of Daxia Wei! Thinking back then, Daxia Wei..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wei Hong. He bowed to Mr. Wen and said, "Mr. Wen, don't mention the courage of the past now. Mr. Xianyong will be troubled by the matter! But he cannot start treatment immediately. I have an appointment with someone. In three months, I will take my disciple to help save people. After this trip, I will let Xianyong go to Daishan to find you?"

Mr. Wen nodded, "March is just right, and I need some time to prepare. During these three months, the two internal forces in Qiao Shaoxia's body will not have any impact. But just in case, Qiao Shaoxia still asks me to take the Huisha Pill here. This pill can temporarily help Qiao Shaoxia's slightly stronger internal forces in Qiao Shaoxia's body suppress the other one, so as not to suddenly paralyze his meridians and paralyze his hands and feet."

The old servant in the hall then took a carved wooden box and respectfully brought it to Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen opened the wooden box, took out a treasure bag embroidered with gold, silver thread, and handed it to Qiao Xianyong, and said solemnly, "Young Master Qiao, this time the evil pill is extremely difficult to refine. I have only refined these three pills in the past ten years. You take one pill today, and then take one every other month. When you return to Daishan in three months, you don't need to take pills anymore. I have your own way. But remember that it cannot be more than four months, otherwise local paralysis and I will not be able to save you."

Qiao Xianyong stood up, kowtowed respectfully, and then took the brocade bag. When he opened it, there were three red pills inside. He carefully took out one, picked up the ginseng soup next to him and took it. The pill was filled with a sweet fragrance, and I don’t know what it was made of.

When I bid farewell to Mr. Wen, the sky was already shining in the morning. The forest seemed to be alive again, full of vitality, and the sound of birds and insects was endless. Mr. Wen smiled and bowed farewell to Wei Hong and Qiao Xianyong. The four beautiful young men behind him stood by, with complex expressions.

When he reached the foot of Daishan, Wei Hong stopped. Qiao Xianyong was stunned and stopped.

Wei Hong looked at Qiao Xianyong and said, "Xianyong, that day, the temple was destroyed outside Shu Capital. Because of the expedient measures, he agreed to Xiao Bihen, the leader of the Demon Sect, and agreed with her to meet in the capital in March, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, to help her rescue her girl. You were in a coma at that time."

Qiao Xianyong nodded respectfully and replied, "Master, you told me a few days ago when you were on the road. Xiao Bihen's real sister Xiao Morou is also the one who rescued me from the Wushan Valley. She is my benefactor."

"You don't care that she is a member of the Demon Sect and still has the idea of ​​benefactor, which is very good." Wei Hong said in a pondering manner, "There are no people in the world who are completely evil or good. It's a pity that most ordinary people think that they are either black or white, either good or bad, which is a pity!"

Qiao Xian never understood what Wei Hong meant. He didn't respond, but just listened quietly.

"Xianyong, I will be separated from you here for the time being." Wei Hong's eyes crossed Qiao Xianyong's shoulders and looked into the endless green mountains of Daishan. "A lot of things have happened in these many days, and I also need time to deal with them one by one. When I left Yuxu Villa a few days ago, your body was the most important thing for me, so I took you to this Daishan first."

Qiao Xianyong tried to understand Wei Hong's words. He looked at Wei Hong in confusion and said, "Master, where are you going, your apprentice is willing to follow."

"No!" Wei Hong interrupted Qiao Xianyong and said firmly, "I have been thinking about this problem these days. You and Mu Xin have been following me on Duanyue Cliff since childhood. They are too kind-hearted and have no idea about the sins of this world. This is also the fundamental reason why you and Mu Xin are repeatedly in trouble. You must know that survival in this world is not enough to have high martial arts skills."

This is not the first time Qiao Xianyong has heard Wei Hong talk about the sinister world, but he never thought about how deep the intention behind what his master said was.
Chapter completed!