1368: C1368 The Head of the Pharmacy

C1368 The Head of the Pharmacy

"Heh, the new Lord of the Castle? Fine, give me a quick death."

Seeing Jiang Feng approach him, Gu Yizhi closed her eyes in relief. After being ambushed by Mingyu, he didn't even have the strength to kill himself. He could only lie on the ground and wait for the arrival of the god of death.

Hmm?

"Why aren't you attacking?" Gu Yizhi found that the pain he imagined did not appear. He opened his eyes and found that Jiang Feng had picked up the silver needle to treat his injuries.

"You still have a way to save him." Jiang Feng flattened Gu Yizhi's body and pricked his heart. "Moreover, I am already the new Lord of the Castle. There is no need to kill you, the substitute of the previous Lord of the Castle."

Gu Yizhi felt the silver needle in his chest seal his heart meridian. The violent inner energy in his body suddenly quieted down.

Is he really trying to save me?

Actually, Jiang Feng was too lazy to save him. The main reason was that Jiang Feng thought that he might have gone overboard with his act of killing the chicken to warn the monkeys. Hence, he decided to save Gu Yizhi in front of everyone to show his benevolence. It was equivalent to giving them another piece of candy.

Very quickly, Jiang Feng managed to control Gu Yizhi's injuries. He called for the disciples who were not injured to carry the disciples who had been injured by Mingyu down the mountain. He carried Gu Yizhi on his back and walked in front of the large group.

"By the way, apart from Ding He Hall, which collects medicinal herbs, is there any other hall in Wuchang Castle that specializes in treatment?" Jiang Feng asked Fang Chenqing, who was walking diagonally behind him. Fang Chenqing thought for a moment and answered respectfully.

"Lord, my Impermanence Castle doesn't have a hall specifically for healing disciples."

"Then what do we do when our disciples are usually injured?"

"Normally, the best physician in the castle, Li Sacred Hands Li Que, will treat them..."

"Li Que?" Jiang Feng seemed to have some impression of the name.

Fang Chenqing continued. "Yes, Li Sacred Hands Li Que is the best physician in our Impermanence Castle."

Now that he thought about it, wasn't Li Que the evil doctor from Dinghe Hall? He is the best physician. I heard from the people from Dinghe Hall that he is the only proper physician in the Eternity Fort.

Jiang Feng secretly complained in his heart. The Void Fortress was an ancient martial arts sect with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. He didn't expect that only Li Que was a half-baked doctor.

Fang Chenqing saw that Jiang Feng's expression seemed to be a little unhappy and hurriedly said, "But our Sot Castle's medicine hall is partially responsible for the treatment."

"Then let's go to the medicine hall."

Jiang Feng made up his mind. He brought the people he had just subdued and immediately left the secret realm of the sect and headed to the entrance of the medicine hall.

"By the way, Castle Lord, I have a favor to ask of you." The medicine hall was right in front of him, but Fang Chenqing suddenly asked Jiang Feng for help.

"Tell me." Fang Chenqing had helped Jiang Feng more or less on the way to become the Lord of the Castle, so Jiang Feng told him to be straightforward.

"It's like this. Medicine Hall's Hall Master, Uncle Miao, has the highest seniority in the Void Fortress, and he is an arrogant person. If he offends the Lord of the Castle later, I hope the Lord can forgive him."

"Oh? Could seniority be more important than status in the Unconventional Castle? In front of me, the Lord of the Castle, he is just a hall master, but he still dares to show me face?" Jiang Feng was not angry, but felt that Fang Chenqing's words were a little strange.

Fang Chenqing awkwardly scratched his head and said, "It's not that the Sot Castle values seniority. It's mainly because Uncle Miao, a man with a sharp tongue and a heart of tofu, saved my subordinate's life. All of my subordinates...

"Alright, alright, I understand."

Jiang Feng knew that Fang Chenqing was afraid that his benefactor, Uncle Miao, would provoke him and kill him in anger.

Since Fang Chenqing has already made such a request, I can't reject it. I'll give the Hall Master some face later.

As they spoke, they arrived at the entrance of the Hall of Medicine.

"May I ask what business do you have in coming to my Hall of Medicine?" The disciples guarding the door of the medicine hall were not too arrogant when they saw Jiang Feng and the others in such a large formation. However, they were influenced by the arrogance of the hall master, Uncle Miao. Thus, they did not show much respect when they spoke.

"The new castle master, Lord Jiang Feng, is standing right in front of you. Quickly kneel down and greet him!"1

A lackey jumped out from the group behind Jiang Feng. This saved Jiang Feng a lot of time.

The gatekeeping disciple's legs went soft when he heard that. "So the new Lord of the Castle is here. I was blind to not recognize Mount Tai. I hope the Lord of the Castle can forgive me."

"I'm quite an easy-going person. There's no need to care so much about etiquette." Jiang Feng waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and open the hall door. I have brought many injured disciples."

"Oh, okay, okay. As you wish." The gatekeeping disciple quickly opened the door and welcomed Jiang Feng and the others in. As this was the first time this gatekeeping disciple had seen the Lord of the Castle, he was so shocked that he forgot to explain the current situation of the medicine hall to Jiang Feng. He didn't have the time to inform the Hall Master according to normal procedure, so the following scene appeared.

The entire courtyard of the Medicine Hall was full of wounded people lying on the ground, wailing in pain. The Hall Master, who was so busy that he couldn't afford to spend money, saw them. Jiang Feng and his men brought another dozen wounded men with them.

"Damn, I don't know how many times I have to say this. My Hall of Healing's function is to store the medicinal herbs gathered by Ding He Hall, not to treat the injured. If there's something wrong, go find Li Que. That kid, f * ck! " Do you want me to hold a meeting in the castle to specially explain it to you all? "

Uncle Miao was feeling very irritated right now. He grabbed Jiang Feng, who was at the very front of the team, and scolded him.

For a moment, Jiang Feng was speechless by his series of sweet words. He could only lean his neck back and try his best to avoid the old man's spittle.

"Clan... Clan Master Miao." Fang Chenqing couldn't help but remind him when he saw that he wasn't satisfied with the scolding.

"F * ck, I was wondering who brought the people here. Kid, you know how to cause trouble for me!"

"That... Hall Master Miao... The person beside me is the new Hall Master, Jiang Feng."

"Jiang Feng? It's useless even if you bring Ouyang Feng here." Halfway through his words, Uncle Miao rushed over and grabbed Fang Chenqing's ear. "How many times do I have to tell you that my medicine hall is not a place to treat illnesses and save people? If you want to treat illnesses, go find Li Que!"

"Ouch, it hurts! Damn, Old Man Miao, listen to me!"

"Listen to you, my ass! Hurry up and take your brothers away from the guard hall. I have so many injured people here, how can I care about your guards hall?"

The head of the medicine hall clearly misunderstood something.

The corner of Jiang Feng's mouth twitched. Looking at the injured people all over the medicine hall, he did not know what to say.

Forget it. If the Hall Master doesn't care, then I'll arrange for these injured people to be put down.

Now that I'm the Lord of the Medicine Hall, these people are the combat strength that I can use in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng immediately arranged for his subordinates to find an empty place to settle the wounded, while he conveniently caught a disciple of the Medicine Hall beside him to inquire about the situation.

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