On the third day after leaving Orchid Town, at noon, Chen Xing arrived at Gray Point City. He got off the aerobatic boat and rushed directly to the Holy Light Church in the city center.

At the end of the cross street, a Gothic building stands, with sharp roofs standing with crosses, stained glass windows reflecting the afternoon sun, surrounded by flowers, full of tranquility and holiness.

With Slade Yutian's prior contact, the jury bishop of the Gray Point City Branch personally received it. Chen Xing directly explained the purpose of the visit.

"Alan is the exclusive therapist assigned by the Holy See to the Royal Maris. It is not within our jurisdiction, but if it is only treatment, we can provide it here." The Attorney explained to Chen Xing.

The Holy Light Church will send fast healers to religious royal families, royal families and local real power lords for free in exchange for convenience in the region. Alan was sent by the Holy See to serve the Mary royal family. His status is high and the bishops in the second-level area are all

He could not help, let alone his lieutenant bishop.

Anyway, it was all treatment, so Chen Xing didn't care, so he asked the lieutenant bishop to arrange it.

"The amount of treatment for a Raft is one hundred gold coins." The Attorney explained the cost to Chen Xing again.

Generally speaking, the amount of treatment for a Raft is approximately equivalent to the effect of a small therapeutic needle, but the price is twice as expensive.

The therapeutic needle is less effective than the treatment surgery, and continuous use within a short period of time will lead to drug resistance.

After a while, the lieutenant bishop invited a middle-aged male therapist wearing a black monk's robe and a watermelon veil to perform surgery on Chen Xing.

"Sir, where is your wound?" asked the watermelon hijab therapist.

"Ah?" Chen Xing didn't understand for a moment. Ye Yang Bailiu patted his shoulders and his back when he treated him. He had never asked about the location of his wound.

"It's like that, sir, we need to know the specific location of your wound in order to concentrate our vitality to treat it." The watermelon hijab therapist explained.

"I have internal injuries and my whole body hurts." Chen Xing said. He is an internal laceration caused by psychic overload. There are injuries from capillaries to large blood vessels, and there is no specific location.

The watermelon hijab therapist looked embarrassed and looked at the lieutenant, as if seeking the latter's opinion.

"If it is systemic therapy, the amount of treatment that may be required will increase a lot." said Attorney Bishop of Grey Point.

"It doesn't matter, just be cured." Chen Xing said simply.

After obtaining his confirmation, the watermelon hijab therapist began to perform the surgery.

"May the Holy Light bless you." The watermelon hijab therapist put his hands on Chen Xing's shoulders. After twenty or thirty seconds, a light green light appeared at the contact position.

Compared with Ye Yang Bai Liu's treatment, the light is more than ten times weaker, extremely weak, and you can't see it if you don't look at it carefully. And it flickers light and dark, as if it will be extinguished at any time.

The feeling brought by the treatment is also very weak. The place where it comes into contact does not have the refreshing feeling of ice, nor does it have the warmth that goes straight to the depths of the soul.

About ten minutes later, the watermelon hijabian therapist had a cold sweat on his forehead. It was obvious that he had reached his limit. He immediately withdrew his hands and nodded to Chen Xing, indicating that the treatment was over.

"Is this over?" Chen Xing said in surprise. He knew that ordinary therapists could not be compared with the great therapists of Ye Yang, but they were far from what he imagined. Such a treatment that would be better than Ye Yang Bailiu to do as he did his best.

Take a photo.

"Yes, yes sir..." The watermelon hide therapist wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. He was also very depressed, because the other party was like a big hole that could not be filled, and his life could be dispersed as soon as he was sent in.

Sucking away is like streams flowing into arid lakes.

"What's wrong?" asked the lieutenant bishop with concern.

"This guest is too serious. I, I don't have enough treatment." The watermelon hijab therapist said a little embarrassedly.

"Oh, this is easy." The lieutenant invited another middle-aged female therapist. She wore a dark blue priest robe, a white cross embroidered on her chest, and looked arrogant.

"This is Miss Anna, the intermediate therapist."

After some treatment, the intermediate therapist is indeed more effective than the primary one, but he still exhausts his life and does not completely cure Chen Xing. Even the Attorney Bishop was a little embarrassed, so he invited an intermediate therapist to perform the surgery with all his strength.

Finally, Chen Xing's injury was stabilized.

It was not until this incident that Chen Xing truly understood the power of Ye Yang Bailiu. The total amount of treatment for a primary therapist and two intermediate therapists was only equivalent to Ye Yang Bailiu’s casual slap. The gap was so big that it was shocking.

The effects are also different, and there are only five intermediate healers in the entire Gray Holy Light Church, and there are only two senior healers like Alan in the entire public. No wonder Ye Yang Bailiu was so famous in later generations, Lian Jin

The pupil witch comes to steal people.

If Ye Yang Bai Liu is willing to join the Holy Light Church, he is afraid that the Pope will personally pick him up and drop him off.

But then again, rapid therapists are just a supplement to high-end medical care, and the main treatment methods are still medicine and surgery.

If a large-scale war occurs, it can only reduce the loss of high-level elites and cannot change the situation.

Furthermore, the main role of battlefield medical care is to reflect the humanitarian spirit and inspire the courage of soldiers. The essence of war is to be filled by human lives.

"The treatment cost is 3,700 gold coins in total. You were introduced by Assistant Bishop Tian Yu, just collect 3,500 gold coins."

After paying the sky-high treatment fee, Chen Xing proposed to follow the person so that he could treat it at any time. In this case, he would have to treat it every day, otherwise he would have internal bleeding.

As long as you have money, everything is fine. The Associate Bishop of Grey Gate City sent two intermediate therapists to follow Chen Xing, and the daily fee was 3,000 until the service was over.

Ninety thousand gold coins a month, this fast therapist industry is also enough to make money. You should know that 90 thousand gold coins are equivalent to 90 million purchasing power on the earth. But it is not surprising that fast therapists have the effect of extending their lives.

He is willing to spend money on life. Chen Xing is the case now, just treating it as paying the protection fee for the God of Death.

After solving the therapist's affairs, Chen Xing returned to the aerobatic and called Ye Yang Qingyan's voice while heading towards the direction of the Giant Lizard City.

"Dou...dou...dou..."

After a long time, no one answered the call, but no one answered it again. It seemed that the other party was so angry last time that he refused to answer the call.

I called five or six times in a row, and finally got it there.

"What are you doing?" His voice was lazy and looked very rude.

"It's okay, I just want to chat with my sister-in-law..."

"Not available!"

“Dududu…”

Chen Xing was ruthlessly hung up as soon as he opened his mouth. While scolding him, he called again.

But next, the voice dialed over was like a rock sinking into the sea, and there was no response at all. Chen Xing had no choice but to send a message.

However, ordinary information will definitely not be replied, and it may even be annoying and blocked, so you have to apply a strong medicine as soon as you get started.

[I'm sick, I'm about to die]

The dosage of the medicine was fierce, and the other party quickly returned.

[How can I send a message if I die?]

[Another breath] Chen Xing inputs it.

[That's pretty good] The answer over there is heartless, [When will you die?]

[It's almost done. I want to talk to my sister-in-law before I die. Thank you for your concern and love for me]

After a while, a video request was sent there. Click to connect, a fair and pretty face was on the screen, with hands on the chest, tilted its head, half open and half closed, looking lazy and contemptuous.

At this moment, she was wearing a baseball cap on her head, a suspender canvas dress, a wrench in her hand, and behind her was a sports car with the lid open, which seemed to be repairing something.

"My man Chen, I'm so idle today. I'm here to spend time with us, a little girl like us repairing cars."

"How can you say that..." Chen Xing quickly smiled.

"What else can I say? We are humble from a background and are not attracted by your eyes. Please don't bother us, okay?" Ye Yangqingyan sighed, looking like she was complaining.

"Oh, you scared me by saying this." Chen [Biquge www.biqugeso.vip] pretended to be scared.

"That's right, I look very scary. Every time I come out, I can scare you half to death." Ye Yang Qingyan slapped Feng with her hand, looking very excited, "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, what's wrong?

Say it quickly, or I'll die."

"I heard you have the key to the secret storage of the guards?" Chen Xing asked straight to the point. For a girl like Ye Yang and Qingyan, too many twists and turns will make her look down on her. It would be better to be straightforward.

Ye Yang Qingyan was slightly stunned at first, then glanced at him and snorted, "The investigation is quite clear~"

"I heard that Curry has a lot of undercurrent relics, right?" Chen Xing asked. Although he knew the situation through Sora, his tone would definitely cause suspicion. After all, the secret storage is a secret that only the top leaders know.

"Have you advanced to the lord?" Ye Yang Qingyan asked in surprise.

"That's right." Chen Xing replied vaguely. This is not because he wants to hide something. Ye Yang and Qingyan are his own family, so there is no need to be wary of it. But he can't figure out his current situation. Is it considered an advanced level?

"Okay, I will become the lord if I don't see you for a few days, and I will look down on us little girls even more. Maybe in a few days, the lord will forget what my sister is called." Ye Yang Qingyan said sarcastically.

The tone is a bit sour.

"Oh, look at what you said, I, Chen Xing, even if I forget myself, I, cannot forget my sister-in-law!" Chen Xing said seriously.

Ye Yang Qingyan half-closed her eyes, looked contemptuous and looked disbelief.

"I only have a sincere heart to my sister-in-law." Chen Xing said confidently, his sincere and painful look was almost like a swearing to the sky.

The other party wrinkled his little nose and made a humming voice.

"Oh, if it's inconvenient, forget it." Seeing that the other party was not in progress, Chen Xing changed his strategy and took retreat to advance. "There is no need to say such hurtful words."

"What I do to you, others don't know, don't you know?" Chen Xing shouted, looking like he had suffered a huge grievance.

Seeing his painful appearance, Ye Yang Qingyan couldn't help laughing. Although she tried her best to restore her indifference, she could no longer go back. She smiled like spring flowers, and was extremely bright.

"Why are you laughing? I'm like this, you're so embarrassed to laugh!" Chen Xing looked depressed, half pretending, and the other half being real. He was almost dead, and the other party was still laughing so happily.

Of course, Ye Yang Qingyan didn't know his real situation, and maybe she wouldn't be like this, but when she saw the other party laughing, he felt uncomfortable all over.

Ye Yang Qingyan held back her laughter, returned to her cold look, and said with her hands crossed her chest, "Why don't you go to my sister? She is now a great priest, and the celebrity around the queen is more effective than finding her."

"I want to give her a surprise." Chen Xing pinched casually. He subconsciously didn't want to bother Ye Yang Bailiu, nor did he want the other party to worry about him. The great therapist was very sensitive to life energy, and he could see his hiddenness at a glance.

hurt.

Ye Yang Qingyan gave him a blank look, then said, "Okay, you wait a moment." Then she hung up the communication.

About half an hour later, she sent a bunch of photos she had just taken from the secret library.

Chen Xing browsed and picked out six of them with sensible fame.

"Can you take it out and see? I'm here in the suburbs of the city and send you an address..."

"Why, don't you dare to enter the city?" Ye Yang Qingyan said in confusion, and then a little contemptuous, "Have you offended someone again?"

"That's right..." Chen Xing said vaguely. It's hard to say about Lacey and Aliya, and it's hard to say about it. One less person knows, one less risk.

"Oh, I have no choice but to find my sister-in-law..." Chen Xing pretended to be pitiful while playing the relative's card.

"It's really troublesome~" Ye Yang Qingyan glanced at him disgustedly, but still agreed, "Give me the coordinates."

"Then I'll trouble my sister-in-law." Chen Xing smiled apologized.

After coaxing and deceiving, Ye Yang and Qingyan were finally settled.

PS:
Chapter completed!