"A person of humble origin cannot afford such a great gift from Feng Langjun."

The old man surnamed Fan, whose age was unclear, quickly returned the gift.

"It should be the villain who pays homage to Feng Langjun."

After hearing this, Feng Yong looked at the old man surnamed Fan carefully and found that he still couldn't understand his age.

Judging from his white hair and beard, he must be old.

But looking at his smooth, wrinkle-free face, rosy and shiny, some people would believe him even if he was said to be thirty years old.

"I don't have any humble status here," Feng Yong suppressed the question in his mind and smiled heartily, "What's more, doctors are parents, they save lives and heal the wounded, how can they be called humble?"

As soon as Feng Yong said this, the old man named Fan and the people behind him couldn't help but look at Feng Yong in surprise.

"Worldly views won't work here." Feng Yong sat down and extended his hand to signal everyone to sit back down.

Except for the old man surnamed Fan who could sit there and force himself to calm down, the rest of the people seemed to be twisting their bodies unaccustomedly.

Seeing this, Feng Yong smiled again and said, "Don't be surprised. Some people in Jincheng call me Feng Madman. It not only means that I have suffered from epilepsy, but more importantly, it means that I often do unexpected things."

Things happen that ordinary people expect."

"Therefore, there are some things here that are different from the rules outside. There is nothing surprising." He then pointed to the chairs they were not used to sitting on. "When this thing came out, some people said it was

It's against the rules, it's a mess of etiquette, but isn't that the case all over Jincheng now?"

"So what I pay attention to here is practicality and not too much etiquette, so you don't have to be so outspoken."

After everyone heard this, their faces were a little embarrassed, and they seemed to relax, and smiled in agreement.

There is no way, there are rumors in Jincheng that this Feng Langjun is extremely vicious.

What's more, since they came from Nanzhong, they naturally knew the situation in Nanzhong better than others.

The barbarian people were captured in groups like cattle and used as laborers. I heard that it was due to this man's plan.

This person was only in his teens and came up with such a cruel plan. How could he possibly be a kind person?

So before they saw him in person, they all thought he was a young man with a gloomy face and fierce features.

Unexpectedly, when I met him at this time, although he was not as gentle and gentle as those young men from wealthy families, he was also handsome in his manners and straightforward in his words, and he did not seem to be a difficult person to get along with.

In addition, as medical workers, they were mostly looked down upon by the nobles, but to my surprise, this man did not have any contempt for them.

Although this person is young, he already has a great reputation. He joined the official position before he reached the rank of weak official. His official position is not low. He can actually say that he is Feng Dianzi in front of them. This can be regarded as a confession.

Why don't they feel a little good in their hearts all of a sudden?

It's just that they didn't notice the deep worry in the eyes of the old man named Fan after hearing Feng Yong's words.

Cao Cao's thieves back then were also so considerate and accepting of those who were useful to him. He employed people only according to their talents, and even treated people sincerely and acted with sincerity.

But if the master disobeyed him even a little bit, he would be imprisoned until he died a tragic death.

The young man in front of me is not even a weakling, but he has already seen the demeanor of Cao Cao, which is really scary.

It seemed that he was right to let Nanzhong’s disciples and disciples prepare early.

Then he looked at the people who had followed him, and one or two of them had looks of recognition on their faces. He couldn't help but curse in his heart, they were really a bunch of people who had never seen the world.

However, the man in front of me was called a clever talker, and he was really right.

I have been a medical worker my whole life, and I am fully aware of how much the world despises my profession.

If it weren't for Master's tragic incident, I might have felt a confidant once I suddenly heard these words.

Just a few words, just a few sentences, can confuse people's hearts. What is it but clever words and tricks?

With this thought in his mind, the old man surnamed Fan had a smile on his face, "Feng Langjun is famous as a man and holds an important position. We are just humble people, how can we lose our etiquette?"

At that time, the master relied too much on his talent and was not willing to be underestimated by the world because of his medical practice, so he made various actions to annoy the thief Cao.

The young gentleman in front of me has a vicious mind, and now he seems to be quite informal. The more he looks at him, the more he looks like the thief Cao, so it is better to be careful and lower his body.

Otherwise, after finally escaping from Cao Cao's hands, he still cannot escape the same fate as his master.

"What this little person has learned is not worth mentioning in the eyes of noble people. Being summoned by Mr. Feng from a thousand miles away makes me extremely frightened. I am afraid that what I have learned will be superficial and I will lose the hope of Mr. Feng.

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Feng Yong naturally didn't know what the old man surnamed Fan was thinking, but judging from what he said, it seemed that he was afraid of him.

Look at him dressed like an old Guizhou farmer. If it weren't for his white-haired boyish appearance, which adds a bit of temperament, no one would doubt that he was a country boy.

So Feng Tuchel couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. He looked at Li Yi and gave him a questioning look, thinking that this person really has extraordinary medical skills?

Li Yi caught the look in Feng Yong's eyes and understood his brother's doubts, but this was not the time to explain. He smiled and said to the old man named Fan, "Why is Dr. Fan so humble? Back then, Hua Yuanhua's medical skills were famous all over the world, and Dr. Fan was famous all over the world.

He is also a high-ranking disciple of Hua Yuanhua, how can he be regarded as having only a limited knowledge?"

Who is Huayuanhua?

Feng Tubiao became even more confused.

"How can a villain be called a master's disciple? My master has learned all he has learned. My senior brother is the one who has learned the true teachings. This villain has only learned a little bit."

The old man surnamed Fan was constantly humbled.

Seeing the old man's appearance, Li Yi frowned, wondering if this man had also learned that Huayuanhua's temper and wanted to use it as a blackmail?

The old man surnamed Fan is such a fine person. When he saw Li Yi seemed impatient, he immediately knew that he was a little unhappy. He quickly said, "Although my knowledge is very shallow, as long as Feng Langjun doesn't give up, anything will be useful."

When you go to the villain's place, Mr. Feng, please do whatever you tell him, and the villain will definitely do his best."

At this time, Feng Yong finally determined that the old man named Fan was not only afraid of him, but also wary and deliberately alienated.

He saw that everyone's expressions were a little strange, but he couldn't figure out what went wrong, but he couldn't ask Li Yi in detail in front of them.

"How can I dare to give you any orders when I can have you all traveling thousands of miles to help me? I just sincerely invite you. You have traveled such a long way, so why not rest first? I will catch up with you later."

"Thank you, Mr. Feng."

After the servants took these people down to rest, Feng Yong asked Li Yi, "Wenxuan, who is this old man named Fan? Who is Hua Yuanhua?"

"Brother, you don't even know about Hua Yuan Hua? He is a famous doctor as famous as Zhang Zhongjing."

Li Yi looked at Feng Yong in surprise, thinking that his brother was so interested in Zhang Zhongjing, but he didn't expect that he had never even heard of Hua Yuanhua.

"As famous as Zhang Zhongjing? Isn't that Hua Tuo?"

Feng Yong was a little stunned, then suddenly realized, and asked in disbelief, "Then Hua Yuanhua is Hua Tuo?"

"Exactly."

Li Yi nodded, confirming Feng Yong's idea.

"So the old man named Fan is Hua Tuo's apprentice?"

"Of course."

"Why did Hua Tuo's apprentice go to Nanzhong?"

Feng Yong was even more shocked.

"There are twists and turns here. Let me explain it in detail to my brother."

Li Yi seemed to have anticipated Feng Yong's question, so he immediately said, "In his early years, Hua Tuo had no idea how many disciples he had. But the most famous ones were only three."

"A man named Li Dangzhi is the senior brother mentioned by Dr. Fan just now. When Hua Tuo treated Cao Thief, Li Dangzhi was the one who prepared the medicine for Cao Thief. He is Hua Tuo's proud disciple.

All medical skills were given to him."

"The second one is called Wu Pu. He is good at medicine and has extraordinary medical skills. He has cured many people with herbal medicine."

"As for the third one, it's Fan A."

"Is that the old man just now?"

Feng Yong's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.

"That's right." Li Yi nodded, "Fan Ashan did acupuncture. I heard that even Hua Tuo felt inferior."

"so smart?"

Feng Yong lost his voice and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Let’s not discuss Hua Tuo’s character and habits for now. Feng Yong has never met this person, so he can’t comment.

But his medical skills are world-famous, which is undeniable.

If Fan A's acupuncture skills can reach a level that even Hua Tuo considers inferior, then he will really have picked up a rare treasure.

Li Yi nodded and said, "My younger brother also asked about it before inviting him here. As for the acupuncture technique, all doctors say that you should not place needles between the back and chest rashly, and the needles should not go past four points."

"What Fan A did was very different. He inserted the needle one or two inches into the back and five or six inches into the chest. Instead of causing any casualties to the patient, he cured the disease. This shows his skill in acupuncture.

It’s truly extraordinary.”

"Very good!"

Feng Tubao rubbed his hands, couldn't help but get up excitedly, walked back and forth, thought for a while, and asked, "Wenxuan hasn't said yet, why did Fan A go to Nanzhong? How did you know him?"

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To be continued...