Could it be that Ye Lang has joined the Holy Church of Light? "
The Seventh Princess shook her head. She felt that this was impossible. The Holy Church would not accept someone as reckless as Ye Lang. Even if the Holy Church agreed, Ye Lang would not be willing.
He only wanted to be a prodigal and would not join any forces. This was his habit since he was young!
However, the Seventh Princess immediately thought of something. Ye Lang seemed to be earning money now. This seemed to be different from his wish as a prodigal? Could it be … "
"Quiet down. Come one by one, please queue up. It will be your turn!" The Knight of Light roared, suppressing the noise.
"Mm, don't panic. Come one by one. You are all the same. If you are not in a hurry, you don't need this little bit of time." Ye Lang also spoke. "You guys go queue first …" How about this, I will still give you a number. You can go in when it's your turn. "
Giving a number was a way to queue up. Other than preventing people from cutting the queue, it could also allow those who did not have their turn today to come back tomorrow. They did not have to wait here in vain!
Ye Lang had actually tried this method before, but it did not seem to be very useful. Others were still waiting outside. Luckily, there was no phenomenon of people cutting the queue on this mainland. At least, there was no phenomenon at this time.
"Brother, why don't you let them go in and wait?" Ye Lanyu asked curiously. Looking at the layout of the Hall of Confusion, it should be a big house. Many people could enter. Why did they let these patients wait outside?
"It's all people inside. There are no more seats!" Ye Lang replied calmly.
Although the probability of incurable diseases was very low, there were still countless people on this mainland. No matter how low the probability was, it was unimaginable!
Ye Lang did not have so many patients initially. Previously, he even had time to rest. However, as time went on, the number of people increased. Not only were the rooms full, there were also queues outside.
Luckily, some diseases could be classified! They could be treated with the same method. As long as someone could think of a cure, terminal diseases would become as simple as a cold.
Ye Lang had thought of these methods, and he didn't hide anything. He taught the doctors in the Holy City everything he knew. He also taught them some theories of traditional Chinese medicine, but they were only simple ones.
It wasn't that Ye Lang didn't want to teach them, but there were some theories that they wouldn't understand at all. They already had a deep-rooted mindset towards their own medical school, so it would be easier for them to accept alchemy.
Basically, in order to let them understand how to heal, Ye Lang used alchemy skills as much as possible. Naturally, many times, even when Ye Lang used alchemy, it was very difficult for them to learn.
Because no one could be as proficient as Ye Lang in using alchemy arrays. Their effects would always be inferior to Ye Lang's.
Fortunately, Ye Lang had set up a Spirit Gathering Array in this Miracle Area, causing the Spirit Qi and magic elements here to be much stronger than in other places. Healing here would be twice the result with half the effort, allowing the doctors to treat the patients.
Because of this, the Miracle Area had another meaning. Not only was it a place to commemorate the birth of miracles, it was also a place where miracles were born.
"There are so many people, aren't you very lucky?" Ye Lanyu grabbed Ye Lang's hand, looking as if his heart was aching.
"It's alright, I'm not tired. Saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda. I've been there before …" Ye Lang laughed. He thought of his previous life. He was a terminal disease patient. If he hadn't come across the Martial Arts Treasury, he would have died too, although he still died in the end.
Thus, he could understand the feelings of a terminal disease patient. That kind of despair, that kind of burden, he would never forget. That was why he treated people like this!
"What happened to you before?" Ye Lanyu and the Seventh Princess asked curiously. Sick? He had never been sick since he was young, but that time when he was struck by lightning was the most serious.
"Nothing, where's the patient you were talking about? It can't be you guys! Women sick? I know how to do that, but it's not convenient! " Ye Lang said as he looked at the three girls, changing the topic.
"Get lost!" The three girls blushed and said angrily, "Be careful, I'll tear your mouth apart. The patient I was talking about is this old lady, and this is her son, Chen Pi!"
"Chen Pi?!" Ye Lang looked at Chen Pi, "You should be called Chen Mei, you're black!"
"…"
"You still have time to talk about this at this time? Look at his mother, he's been carrying his mother to seek medical treatment for five years, but he still hasn't found the cause." The Seventh Princess pinched Ye Lang and said unhappily. Her tone and actions were very much like a wife.
Yes, it's a wife, not a girlfriend … "
Ye Lang went over to check, felt her pulse, and said, "There's nothing wrong with her. She'll be fine after a few days of rest."
？！ Chen Pi didn't know what a dog skin plaster was. He only knew that the Godly Doctor said there was nothing wrong with his mother. As long as he knew this, he felt that everything was fine. He didn't care about anything else.
"Godly Doctor, can you really cure my mother?"
"You don't have to believe me, I don't mind! It's up to you whether you want to come in or not! Fat woman, do you have anything to eat on you? I haven't eaten anything in a long time. " Ye Lang waved his hand, then pulled Zhen Xiaoyan in and begged for food from her. His expression was very pitiful.
Seeing Ye Lang like this, the people's minds were a little confused. They didn't think that the Godly Doctor they respected would have such a side, like a child … "
"Here you go, I knew you wanted to eat! Wait, you just said you haven't eaten in a long time. Didn't I prepare a year's worth of food for you? Have you finished all of it? " Zhen Xiaoyan's voice came from inside. At this time, they had already disappeared through the door of the Hall of Confusion.
The people left behind could only look at each other, then continue with what they were doing. Only the Knights of Light had to do one thing, and that was to ask someone to fix the door.
"Wu wu …" Ye Lang ate a few mouthfuls of snacks. His mouth was full of snacks, so his words were blurry.
"Finish eating first. Eat slowly, don't choke. Drink some fruit juice!" Zhen Xiaoyan took out a small exquisite bottle and carefully opened it, then handed it to Ye Lang. It was filled with fresh fruit juice that she had personally squeezed.
"Wu …" Just as Zhen Xiaoyan finished speaking, Ye Lang already started to choke. He snatched the small bottle and poured the fruit juice into his mouth. (To be continued)
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