Chapter 548: 490 Seeking the Divine Healer, An Roujin’s Death is Definite [1 Update]_3 Chapter 548: 490 Seeking the Divine Healer, An Roujin’s Death is Definite [1 Update]_3 “What’s the use of being outstandingly beautiful if you just keep stirring up trouble—one day you might just get killed…”
Ying Zijin had already walked out, “You’re quite famous.”
Fu Yunshen, with one hand in his pocket, said, “I’ve fought quite a few people, so my reputation isn’t that great.”
She didn’t believe a word of that now.
“I really don’t know her, we just met in the Ancient medical field when I was seriously injured. I’m a germaphobe; I don’t like members of the opposite sex touching me.” Fu Yunshen stroked his clothes near his collar, indifferently, “So I didn’t let them treat me.”
Because Ancient Medicine Inner Strength is gentle and Ancient Martial Inner Strength is domineering, it is an established truth that there are more female healers in the Ancient medical field and more male practitioners in ancient martial arts.
There are male Ancient Medicine practitioners, just fewer of them, and their medical skills don’t have as high a potential for development as those of female practitioners.
Ying Zijin turned her head, “I am also of the opposite sex.”
“Hmm, you can.” Fu Yunshen seemed to be pondering something.
Then, he raised his hand and slowly unbuttoned two buttons, exposing a swath of collarbone, “Feel free to try, I’ll help you.”
Lin Qingjia bowed to Lin Jinyun with her hands clasped, “Father.”
“You’re here.” Lin Jinyun set down his cup, “The Head of Taylor Family needs your help.”
Lin Qingjia looked at the middle-aged man.
“I would like Miss Qingjia to take a trip to O Continent.” The middle-aged man began slowly, “Have you heard about the Head of Bevin Family’s condition worsening?”
Lin Qingjia answered indifferently, “I haven’t paid attention.”
The middle-aged man was not offended, “The illness of the Head of Bevin Family is very strange, even The Third Poison Master couldn’t resolve it. Although it had improved greatly at one point, recently new problems have arisen, and they would like to try Ancient Medicine.”
“Incurable diseases?” Now Lin Qingjia was interested, “Then I can make a trip.”
“Great.” The middle-aged man was pleasantly surprised, “Then please rest for a few days, Miss Qingjia, and I will take you to O Continent.”
As long as he could bring Lin Qingjia over and she cured the Head of Bevin Family’s illness, the Head would be very grateful to him, and the Taylor Family would gain a great ally.
The auction continued until the afternoon of the third day.
After it finished, Ling Zhonglou and his group also returned.
The servants began to prepare for the evening banquet.
Ying Zijin leaned back in a rocking chair in the courtyard, soaking up The Sun.
Except for the homes of the reclusive ancestors, WIFI and signal transmitters had been installed everywhere in the Ling Family estate.
It was very convenient.
Ying Zijin received a call from Rita Bevin.
After listening to Rita finish speaking, her expression momentarily stilled, “It’s gotten more severe again?”
This shouldn’t be happening.
When Rita left Hua Country, Ying Zijin had understood the condition of the Head of Bevin Family and had given Rita a bottle of medicine.
This medicine was enough for three months, and theoretically, the Head should have recovered after that time.
It had been almost a year since then, so why had the condition suddenly worsened?
“Yes, it has gotten worse,” Rita said, pressing her anxiety, “I’ve been doing as you said, giving my father the medicine daily, and he truly was recovering until last month when his health suddenly took a turn for the worse.”
Ying Zijin’s eyes narrowed slightly, “It’s hard to prevent a family thief; someone has meddled.”
“That’s what I think too.” Rita took a deep breath, “Do you have time to come to O Continent? I will definitely pay you well, even a hundred boxes of gold… Yiwen, why are you snatching my phone?!”
“Rita, don’t go inviting some quack doctor you met in Hua Country. If it were a Poison Master from the NOK rankings, I wouldn’t say a word,” a young man’s voice came from the other end of the phone, cautionary, “Uncle Taylor has invited an Ancient Medicine practitioner. These Ancient Medicine practitioners are haughty; if you offend them and then no one will treat father, what will we do?”