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Chapter 287

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In these few months, Ye Lang's treatment gave the doctors a good opportunity to learn. How could they let it go? Although Ye Lang's Chinese Medicine skills sometimes confused them, they could still see him using Alchemy. So, they still learned a lot.

And in the process of learning, they naturally had to take on the responsibility of being a doctor. They helped Ye Lang take care of those patients, which turned this place into a sizable hospital. It was even preserved after the incident. This was something that no one had expected.

This also gave Ye Lang, the muddle-headed Miracle Doctor, a group of replacements. The people who came to seek treatment from all over got what they wanted the most — — a complete recovery.

As they approached the Hall of Confusion, the three girls became more and more nervous. They seemed to have sensed Ye Lang's familiar aura. However, at this moment, something happened that made them start to doubt that the muddle-headed Miracle Doctor was Ye Lang.

"What muddle-headed Miracle Doctor? Are you robbing me? You want ten thousand gold coins just to see a doctor? I've gone crazy thinking about money. I don't believe that without you, this illness can't be cured! "

Outside the Hall of Confusion, a middle-aged man dressed in gold and silver was pointing at the Hall of Confusion and cursing. Under the sunlight, his slightly bald head reflected a dazzling light.

From his appearance, this middle-aged man should be either rich or noble. But from his words and actions, he didn't seem like a noble. At least, he wasn't a noble who received etiquette.

And the ten thousand gold coins he mentioned was the basis for Ye Lanyu and the others to deny that the muddle-headed Miracle Doctor was Ye Lang. Because if it was Ye Lang, that prodigal son, why would he accept money from others? He had never accepted a single cent since he was young!

Yes, that's right, he had taken the initiative. Definitely not!

Then was there some kind of misunderstanding? Did Ye Lang not accept money at all? Was it someone else who wanted to make use of this matter to earn money?

They would probably only find out after seeing Ye Lang!

But one thing was for sure. When this middle-aged man was making a fuss, the people around him didn't seem to care. It was as if this had happened many times before. They only looked at the middle-aged man with disdain.

In the queue for medical treatment, someone said disdainfully, "If you want to leave, then get lost. Don't talk nonsense here. It's worth ten thousand gold coins to buy your worthless life. You're hindering me from seeing a doctor."

"Let's go. It's better to have one less person. That way, we can get our turn faster." Some people were very happy about this. They were all queuing up for medical treatment, so one less person would naturally help them get there faster.

"You'd better leave quickly. Get lost. You've insulted the godly doctor. No one here will welcome you. Take your stinky money and leave." Someone kindly reminded him.

"You lowly commoners, isn't it just a stinking brat? What godly doctor? Coming here to let him take a look is already giving him face. This Duke has money, so why would I be afraid of not being welcomed?" The middle-aged man said disdainfully. From his words, it could be seen that he was a Duke. It was unknown which country was so unfortunate as to have such a Duke.

"You're finished!"

"May the Goddess bless you!"

"Poor Baldy …"

For a moment, everyone agreed with the bald duke, which was sympathy and a moment of silence …

Because everyone knew what would happen next, what kind of people would appear, and what kind of things would happen.

At this moment, a small group appeared in front of the Duke. There weren't many people in the group, only three or four. However, this group's weight wasn't light. They were actually high-ranking members of the Holy Church's Radiant Knights.

These people were sent by the Holy Church to protect the Holy Church's doctors. Those doctors were the Holy Church's treasures, and they couldn't allow anything to happen to them. Naturally, there were a few high-ranking Radiant Knights protecting them.

At this time, they could also protect Ye Lang and maintain the order of the scene. If anyone dared to offend them, they would give a warning, strike, or expel them.

Although they weren't Ye Lang's bodyguards right now, the people they had to protect now had to consult Ye Lang and respect him. In addition, they had always admired Ye Lang, so they would also deal with the person who had insulted Ye Lang in one fell swoop.

"Mister Duke, please leave. Holy City doesn't welcome you. In the future, you're not allowed to take even half a step into Holy City." The Radiant Knights maintained their Knight's demeanor as they spoke to the Duke. Of course, this wasn't because they respected the Duke, but because they were used to maintaining this demeanor.

"Why can't I come here? I'm a follower of the Holy Church, and I've contributed many things to the Holy Church." The Duke was stunned. He was stunned the moment the Radiant Knights appeared.

He didn't think that Ye Lang's Hall of Confusion would actually have Radiant Knights guarding it. Moreover, it seemed like these Radiant Knights respected Ye Lang a lot. If that was the case, wouldn't the consequences of insulting Ye Lang be severe?

The Holy Church of Light was a force that even the Three Great Empires had to be wary of. No one dared to clash with them. At the same time, no one wanted to be enemies with the Holy Church. Everyone was trying their best to curry favor with them.

This Duke was also a follower of the Holy Church. At the same time, he had a certain status. Even ordinary clergymen would have to respect him because he had helped the Holy Church a lot in the past. That was why he was so arrogant here. He felt that no one here would dare to provoke him. He didn't even care about the outer city of Holy City.

"The Holy Church will remember your contributions, but we still don't welcome you. You just insulted a respected guest of the Holy Church. He solved the plague and saved many followers, including a Saint Doctor," the Radiant Knight said. He didn't know who this Duke was, but as a follower, the Duke still had the right to know.

"This … I know, but how can he ask for ten thousand gold coins from me? He's robbing me." The Duke softened a little. He seemed to have just remembered that Ye Lang was a legendary Saint Doctor who saved tens of thousands of people. Among these tens of thousands of people were followers of the Holy Church.

Needless to say, these tens of thousands of people, as well as the followers of the Holy Church, would all respect Ye Lang and make him a Saint that couldn't be blasphemed.

Therefore, he wanted to break the impression of this Saint so that he could get some evidence. At the same time, he wanted to change the topic.

He didn't want to have any conflict with the Radiant Knight. This was absolutely stupid.

At this moment, a dark skinny youth appeared at the door and said to the Duke, "Young Master said that he's robbing you. If you're not happy, please go back. Don't be a hindrance to others."

Xiao Xiao complained. It was something that was posted yesterday. Someone pretended to be Xiao Xiao to deceive people. Everyone, please remember, no matter what the situation is, you must be honest to be trusted.

With Xiao Xiao's identity, the easiest way was to use things that the author could do. The book review section, the author's area, etc. It wasn't that he didn't trust people, but there were all kinds of people in this world.

The above complaints were not counted in the number of words. They could be edited later. Thank you for your support …

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