When Chu Yang heard the voice, he looked at the person who was talking. It turned out to be Ye Zhen.

"Old Ye, are you here too?"

Ye Zhen came to Chu Yang: "Yes! Yes! I've been here for a week."

Chu Yang looked at the other people in white coats: "Old Ye, who are they?"

Ye Zhen said: "They are all doctors like me. Some come earlier than me, and some come with me."

When Chu Yang heard Ye Zhen's words, he felt that this matter was unusual and his expression became solemn.

Ye Zhen pointed to a strong and 70-year-old man and said, "This person is the Chinese miracle doctor Jiang Quan, who has been here for a month."

Jiang Quan glanced at Chu Yang with a indifferent look: "Chu Yang, I know you."

"My apprentice Li Changhong lost to you and eventually died at your hands."

Chu Yang glanced at Jiang Quan lightly and said nothing.

Ye Zhen introduced some other people to Chu Yang one after another.

These people are all miraculous doctors, either famous experts and scholars around the world, or old Chinese doctors with a prominent reputation, have been practicing medicine for decades and are superb in medical skills.

It can be said that these people in front of you represent the ceiling of domestic medical level and are top figures in the medical field.

The reason why Ye Zhen introduced so many people to Chu Yang was actually helping Chu Yang and reminding Chu Yang.

The Chinese miracle doctor Jiang Quan looked at Chu Yang with a cold expression and snorted coldly: "I don't believe it. There is a problem that so many of us have not solved. What can he do, a boy who is still stinky."

"Hmph!" Other doctors also made dissatisfied voices.

Ye Zhen had a serious expression and said in a low voice: "Mr. Chu, you must be more cautious!"

"Don't show off your strength, otherwise you will lose your life."

Chu Yang nodded: "Thank you Mr. Ye for your reminder."

Ye Zhen smiled slightly and stopped saying anything.

Long Xingxing said, "Mr. Chu, let's continue to go."

Chu Yang followed Long Xingxing and entered the room.

A middle-aged man stood in the room.

Long Xingxing glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Father, this is what I call the miracle doctor Chu Yang."

The middle-aged man looked at Chu Yang, and the pressure of the tide swept over instantly.

Chu Yang's face did not change, but was not affected by any consequences.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Hello, Mr. Chu, my name is Long Xingyun, and I am Long Xingxing's father."

"I asked Xingxing to invite you over because I wanted to ask you to save someone."

Chu Yang replied lightly: "Oh?"

Long Xingyun continued, "This person is my father."

Chu Yang glanced at Long Xingxing.

Long Xingxing said: "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry, for confidentiality, I can't tell you that the person I want you to save is my grandfather."

Chu Yang said lightly: "It doesn't matter, I already know now."

Long Xingxing lowered his head and stopped talking.

Long Xingyun continued: "I learned something about Mr. Chu from Xingxing. It is said that Mr. Chu has the technique of resurrecting the dead and can save the dead. Is this matter true?"

Chu Yang said lightly: "Fake it."

Long Xingxing and Long Xingyun's expressions suddenly changed.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be solidified.

Long Xingyun's face suddenly became gloomy, and his powerful aura continued to sweep towards Chu Yang.

Long Xingxing's face turned pale, bloodless, and a deep worry appeared in his eyes.

Long Xingyun said in a deep voice: "So, Mr. Chu has no art of resurrection?"

Chu Yang said lightly: "The so-called technique of resurrection means that the patient has not really died. Although the patient has lost his vital signs and has died physically, he has retained his breath, either in a false death or in a special state."

"In this case, the patient did not really die, it was the opportunity to save him."

"When a person's real death, if he wants to save him, perhaps only a god can do it."

Long Xingyun, Long Xingxing's face calmed down a little.

Long Xingyun continued: "As far as I know, Mr. Chu used medical skills in the mall a few days ago and saved a dead little girl."

Chu Yang said lightly: "That little girl did not really die, but she retained a breath of energy in her body."

"It is precisely because of this kind of qi that plays a key role."

Long Xingyun said: "No matter what, Mr. Chu saved the little girl who lost her life characteristics, and this matter is denied."

Chu Yang glanced at Long Xingyun indifferently and said nothing.

Long Xingxing stood aside and dared not speak.

Long Xingyun pondered for a while: "Mr. Chu, I invite you to come. I said so many things just now, because I want to ask you to save my father."

Chu Yang said lightly: "I have heard you say this just now."

Long Xingyun said, "When Mr. Chu came in just now, the doctors and doctors standing outside must have seen it!"

"Some of them are Chinese genius doctor Jiang Quan, some are Ye Zhen, the medical master, and some are famous experts and scholars all over the world."

"My father's illness was asked to see them."

"But they can't do anything."

"So I hope Mr. Chu can save my father."

Chu Yang said lightly: "I can't tell you if I haven't seen your father."

"well……"

Long Xingyun sighed long and said, "To be honest, I have no idea now. I want to ask Mr. Chu to give me some confidence."

Chu Yang said expressionlessly: "I can't tell you nothing if I haven't seen your father."

Long Xingyun asked again: "Mr. Chu, are you sure you can save my father?"

Chu Yang frowned slightly: "I have said just now that I have not seen the patient, so I will not show you any attitude."

"I will tell you all the attitude and everything, after I have seen the patient."

Long Xingyun hesitated: "Mr. Chu, I believe you can see that my Long family is not an ordinary family. My family has been in the army for generations. My father once galloped on the battlefield and was famous, and everyone knew it."

"If Mr. Chu could save my father's life, I would definitely thank him for his kindness... but if it were... I wouldn't be lenient..."

Chu Yang's originally plain gaze became cold.

Long Xingxing hurriedly said, "Mr. Chu, please don't get me wrong. My father means..."

Chu Yang said coldly: "Don't say it."

"If it's someone else, I'll definitely turn around and leave."

"But you helped me many times in Yunshui City, and I promised to help you save people."

"I, Chu Yang, are not a person who has no faith in words. Since I have said it, I will naturally do it."

"Take me to see your grandpa."

Long Xingxing sighed in his heart and apologized: "Mr. Chu...is sorry... please come with me."

Long Xingxing walked into the room next to him, and Chu Yang followed him in.

Inside the house was an old man with no flesh and blood and face as dry as bones.
Chapter completed!