A beautiful lady dressed as a devil

Chapter 55 Usefulness

Jin Mansion is one of the largest households in the small town. From the two stone lions at the entrance to the gold and jade screens and decorations in the mansion, all of them reveal a strong atmosphere of wealth and nobility.

The middle-aged man led Jiang Shuo out of the sedan chair, and said, "Mr. Jiang, just call me Steward Zhang."

Steward Zhang was full of confidence, and deliberately led Jiang Shuo and the others along a winding path, showing off the richness of the Jin Mansion, and was going to wait for Jiang Shuo to ask him in surprise.

But he waited for Jiang Shuo and Yin Sui to walk away for half a stick of incense, not to mention Jiang Shuo's reaction, even the black-clothed boy behind him had cold eyes, and he looked familiar.

Strange.Butler Zhang thought to himself, he had obviously inquired before, Jiang's medical hall is a small medical clinic with no money, why did these two people enter the mansion... and there was no response?

Butler Zhang had no choice but to stop, stretched out his hand, and said to a half-person-high red coral plant placed in the corridor not far away: "This is something our master specially entrusted someone to salvage it from the South China Sea. It was carefully carved by master hands, and it is called 'Red Cloud Pledge'..."

"Oh," Yin Sui glanced at it and said, "It's worthless."

Butler Zhang's face turned red: "You ignorant, don't talk nonsense!"

"This is fake coral dyed with cow bones, so it's naturally worthless." Jiang Shuo said suddenly, with a calm tone, "He's not wrong. Where does Jin Ye live? Didn't he say that he needs to see a doctor for an emergency?" ?”

Butler Zhang was silent for a while, and said with a sneer: "Grandpa Jin may be washing up, let me take Jiang Langzhong for a walk first. Seeing a character like Jiang Langzhong, naturally he can't be unkempt..."

"..." Jiang Shuo looked at him, a little speechless: "Didn't your master Jin have a stroke? Taking a bath rashly like this will easily aggravate the severity of the disease."

Butler Zhang: "...then please go this way."

Yin Sui smiled inexplicably from behind.

After a few steps, Jiang Shuo and the two came to the main house where Lord Jin lived. Once they entered the room, they were almost blinded by the golden utensils placed all over the room.

The forty-something Jin Ye was lying on a red sandalwood couch with gold pendants hanging on it, wearing a dark yellow coat embroidered with gold thread peonies, and two beautiful maids were beating his legs .

Jin Ye hummed weakly twice to show that he was seriously ill and had difficulty getting out of bed.

Butler Zhang made a bow and said, "Mr. Jiang, look, our master is already seriously ill. Why don't you come a little closer and check his pulse first?"

Jiang Shuo glanced at the couch from afar, and said, "Your Master Jin...is in good health."

Butler Zhang kept a smile on his face, but stood in the direction Jiang Shuo was about to go out, and said, "Mr. Jiang, we all know that you have excellent medical skills, but how can you tell if you are sick from such a long distance? Please come forward." Bar."

The two beautiful maids moved out a stool without saying a word, and placed it in front of Grandpa Jin's bed, next to his drooping wrinkled hands.

Jiang Shuo paused, then simply walked over and sat down in front of Grandpa Jin's couch.

Jin Ye squinted his eyes, "ahhh" pretending to be sick, while greedily looking up and down Jiang Shuo's figure, and then focused on the layered veiled hat for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand, intending to grab Jiang Shuo's wrist, but unexpectedly he raised two fingers, but it seemed that he was suppressed by an invisible force, and he couldn't even lift his hand.

Jin Ye was stunned, and opened his small eyes in horror—his tongue!I can't even move my tongue!

Jiang Shuo cast a body-fixing technique on the Jin Ye on the couch, sat down in front of the couch perfunctorily, then got up and said to Steward Zhang: "Your Jin Ye is too seriously ill and strange, forgive me for my incompetence, or another Please be wise."

Butler Zhang frowned: "Why do you say that, my master is actually...not too seriously ill, he can still say a few words, right, Master Jin?"

Master Jin was lying on the couch like a corpse, staring at Butler Zhang.

Butler Zhang: "..."

Jiang Shuo turned around and spoke softly, "Master Jin, you also think it would be better to invite another doctor over?"

Jin Ye: "..."

Butler Zhang was also dumbfounded.

This is not the same as what was negotiated, is it?

Although Steward Zhang didn't understand what he meant, but when he received Jin Ye's murderous gaze on the bed, he subconsciously stood in front of Jiang Shuo and said, "Mr. Jiang, just take another look. You can prescribe two medicines."

Jiang Shuo stood still.

Prescribe medicine?If Master Jin had a "problem" afterwards, wouldn't it be that the other party had a huge handle?

When the two were at a stalemate, Yin Sui suddenly snorted softly and said, "Let me take his pulse."

Butler Zhang wanted to stop him, but Yin Sui sat down on the stool without any explanation, grabbed Lord Jin's hand without hesitation, pretended to check his pulse for a long time, and said, "It's hopeless."

Butler Zhang was furious: "You...!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly smelled an indescribable strange smell in the room.

Yin Sui Shiran got up, pointed to him on the couch, Jin Ye, with an innocent and helpless expression: "He is really seriously ill."

Butler Zhang looked at it together with the others, and saw that Jin Ye, who was able to hint to his servants with his eyes a moment ago, was cloudy and out of focus, and his saliva flowed on the pillow. When he lifted the quilt and looked, everyone couldn't help but cover their noses.

It was a stroke.

Butler Zhang threw himself on the couch and shouted, "Master!"

Jiang Shuo took Yin Sui out of the Golden Mansion while taking advantage of the chaos, then tapped the young man's head with his fingers, and said, "What did you do?"

Yin Sui didn't take it seriously: "I pinched a few of his acupoints and made him unconscious for two days."

"If this person dares to trouble you again," the young man said solemnly, "it's just a matter of being insane for a few days."

On the way back to the medical center, Jiang Shuo and Yin Sui thought that the hospital would be closed anyway, so they found a restaurant for lunch, and went to see a few new plays, and it was already evening when they returned to the medical center .

When Jiang Shuo walked to the end of the small street, he found two people standing in front of his medical clinic. He was a little surprised.

Is it a patient coming to see a doctor?

But when he got closer, he stopped.Even with Yin Sui beside him, his complexion changed.

The people in front of the medical center are Qifeng and Yupu.

Both of them were wearing ordinary moon-white robes, no different from ordinary young princes, their eyes lit up when they saw Jiang Shuo coming back.

However, when he saw Yin Sui next to Jiang Shuo, his expression became indescribable again.

"What kind of expression is this?" Seeing that the two people were not pleasing to the eye, Yin Sui said bluntly, "Is it unhappy to see that the deity is still alive?"

Yu Pu looked away first, and coughed to hide his embarrassment.

Qifeng stared at the young man for a long time before saying in a low voice, "We really didn't expect you to be alive."

On that day, Qi Feng stayed underground at Xuanji Gate, injecting spiritual power into the demon-eliminating formation with a dozen other disciples, so he never met Yin Sui.

As for hearing Yin Sui's last actions from his mouth afterwards, he was both surprised and suspicious, and very unwilling to believe that this demon cultivator would spend his spiritual core to save other disciples who had nothing to do with him.

"But it's also..." Qi Feng said again: "If you are not here, why should Master--"

"Who is your teacher's wife?" Yin Sui lazily interrupted him, walked straight in front of Qifeng and Qifeng, pushed open the door of the medical hall with one hand, turned his face to the side with a smile that was not a smile: "I don't want to be your teacher." Master, it's annoying to see."

Qifeng: "You..."

Yin Sui opened the door and entered the medical hall.

Yu Pu was also taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Jiang Shuo: "Master...you?"

Jiang Shuo nodded lightly towards the two of them, and said in a calm tone, "Since you have found this place, shouldn't you have found out about it long ago?"

Qi Feng and Yu Pu both fell silent.

Jiang Shuo threw the broken long table in the medical center outside, temporarily replaced it with a slightly outdated square table, and set up two stools. He said to the two people who stood stupidly by the door, "Come in and sit down."

After sitting down, Qifeng looked up and down the small and dark medical hall, frowned and looked at the rickety square table, and couldn't accept Jiang Shuo's simple tea set, and said, "Ms. ...why stay in a place like this."

Jiang Shuo felt that his question was a little funny, so he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong here?"

Qifeng couldn't answer for a while, just said: "It's quite poor."

Jiang Shuo nodded casually, not caring: "It doesn't blow when it blows, it doesn't rain or it doesn't leak, it's just a little simpler."

Qifeng hesitated for a while, but still said: "Master, we want to... take you back to Jiuhua."

Jiang Shuo didn't bother to correct his title: "Why?"

Yu Pu took over the conversation: "Dongyan Xianzun... has been in seclusion for several years, and several elders in the sect have also left without a trace. Now Jiuhua... has no one to preside over the post of head. It is not as good as before."

Jiang Shuo was silent for a while, and then said, "I don't have a suitable identity, nor do I have the corresponding ability. You have been in Jiuhua for many years, and you should be more familiar with the sect than I am. If no one takes over the important affairs of the sect, you can recommend yourself."

Qifeng and Yu Pujian couldn't persuade Jiang Shuo, and they were at a loss for a while.

But soon, Qifeng sensitively heard another person's breathing in the small medical hall, and then he changed his mind and started another topic: "Yin...how is Yu Yun?"

Jiang Shuo didn't understand what he meant.

Yin Sui, who was eavesdropping in the inner room, felt uncomfortable.

Qi Feng said: "I heard that Yu Yun...cough, Junior Brother, his spiritual core has dissipated, and his body is weaker than before. There are many panacea in Jiuhua sect that can help him heal his wounds."

Yin Sui got angry when he heard it in the inner room, Qi Feng likes to talk nonsense, what kind of panacea, if he really followed Jiang Shuo back to Jiuhua, Qi Feng would be forbearing not to feed him poison.

Thinking of this, Yin Sui opened the door of the inner room with a "bang", strode to the outer hall, met the gazes of several people, and sat down neatly at one side of the square table.

"I don't care about your Jiuhua panacea." Yin Sui stared at Qifeng and said.

Qi Feng took a sip of tea calmly, pretending to be casual and said: "Actually, it's not what Yu Pu and I meant to invite my wife back to Jiuhua. Does my wife still remember Xiao Chen?"

Jiang Shuo was still fine, Yin Sui raised his eyebrows unhappily.

Qi Feng said as if nothing had happened: "Xiao Chen is worthy of being a genius among the young disciples of Jiuhua's generation. Since the Immortal Venerable retreated, he has studied hard and practiced hard, and he dare not slack off for a day. Now it happens to be the third year, and he is about to step Entering the late stage of Foundation Establishment."

"Such a talent, Jiuhua is hard to come by in a hundred years." Qifeng said: "Xiao Chen has not been a teacher so far. If his wife can return to Jiuhua to guide him a little bit, he may benefit even more."

Yin Sui: "..."

The air in the medical hall seemed to be silent for a while.

Xiao Chen almost worshiped Jiang Shuo as his teacher, this matter was Yin Sui's heart disease, but now he heard someone mention it again, his eyes immediately turned cold.

But before he said anything, Jiang Shuo opened his mouth first, and said calmly: "Qi Feng, Xiao Chen and I have no predestined relationship as a master and apprentice, so don't mention this matter again."

Before Qifeng could speak again, Jiang Shuo spoke first: "Tomorrow, Yun'er and I will get up early to go to the outskirts of the mountain to gather herbs. If there is nothing important, you two should go back to the sect early to rest."

Qi Feng stopped talking, realizing that Jiang Shuo wanted to see off the guests.

"...Yes." He lowered his eyes, remained silent for a while, got up and said, "It's getting late today, we'll come see you again in a few days."

Watching Qifeng and Yu Pu leave the hospital, Yin Sui was still sitting at the table with his right elbow resting lazily on the table, his long eyelashes covering his eyes, still looking unhappy.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Jiang Shuo asked.

Although Yin Sui cooks most of the time on weekdays, but today is unusual, the little apprentice is obviously unwilling to move his butt off the stool, and has to be coaxed.

Yin Sui rested his chin in one hand, raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Shuo, and suddenly said, "Doesn't this deity look like a waste now?"

After narrowly escaping from the dead, his spiritual core was shattered and his cultivation level was gone. Compared with ordinary people, he may just have a little more strength.

Even Jiang Shuo was entangled by villains many times, but he couldn't beat them all out on the spot.

Yin Sui knew very well in his heart that he was him, but he was not what he used to be.

Faced with such a self, how does Jiang Shuo think?

The young man tapped his fingers on the table with his other hand, trying his best to pretend to be disapproving, but in fact his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he couldn't hide his nervous expression at all.

Jiang Shuo sighed.

"How many times do you want me to coax you today?" He raised his hand, his fingertips lightly brushed the side of the boy's face, and finally landed on Yin Sui's shoulder.

"Tell me," Jiang Shuo said with drooping eyelashes, "What do you want me to do this time?"

Yin Sui bit his lip, the tips of his ears turned red.

... If he had acted like that three years ago, he would definitely be able to trick Jiang Shuo into softening his heart.But now that several years have passed, Jiang Shuo may have been fooled too many times, and he doesn't accept this trick anymore.

Yin Sui simply put his arms around Jiang Shuo's waist, and said in a low voice, "I don't want anything."

Jiang Shuo looked at him from top to bottom with obvious disbelief.

The boy rested his chin on Jiang Shuo's waist, raised his eyelashes and said, "I'm just sad."

Jiang Shuo touched the little apprentice's head, his tone puzzled: "Huh?"

Yin Sui lost his voice: "Then Xiao Chen was not as good as me at first. But now... I feel unwilling."

Jiang Shuo thought for a while, and comforted him: "Your foundation is very good. After your spiritual veins recover, you may not be able to cultivate and become a talent again."

"What if you can no longer cultivate in this life?" Yin Sui asked persistently.

Jiang Shuo thought for a while, and replied, "Then you can only go to the mountains to collect herbs every day, help take care of patients in the medical clinic, and earn money from me to support yourself."

Yin Sui: "..."

Seeing his strange expression, Jiang Shuo couldn't help laughing: "Could it be that you want to be lazy?"

Yin Sui buried his face in Jiang Shuo's waist, and said sullenly, "I thought I had other uses."

Now it was Jiang Shuo's turn to raise his eyebrows: "What's the use?"

Yin Sui said, "I have great strength."

"It happened to be up the mountain to chop firewood," Jiang Shuo replied.

Yin Sui thought hard, and finally came to another conclusion: "I live well in bed."

"..." Jiang Shuo was silent for a long time, and when Yin Sui couldn't help raising his flushed face to look at him, he finally spoke.

"What a fart." Jiang Shuo said flatly.

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