Pretending to 'pose' for pulse diagnosis, constantly scribbling prescriptions.
"Is it real or fake?"
Seeing Ding Ling flowing like water, everything smooth, akin to the profound appearance of a great doctor of virtue.
Zhou Yu's upright stance gave a jolt, his eyes widened, sowhat disbelieving, even beginning to doubt it.
But seeing Daoist Yhiuu Ji nodding approvingly on the side left him stunned, his heart overturning river and sea, almost unable to control himself:
"This guy actually has so level of skill in the dical Dao?! Even Daoist Yhiuu Ji is gradually recognizing him! How can this be?"
Swish swish!
A flash of lightning pierced his Sea of Consciousness.
At that instant, he rembered who Ding Ling was.
"The Ding Ling who executed Yan Liang and Wen Chou, broke Jii Ling's encirclent, and defeated the Brocade Sail Pirates in the waters of the Yangtze River?!"
He was shocked, unconsciously taking a step back, a self-defensive instinctive reaction when facing a top-notch strongman.
Zhou Yu quickly ca to his senses, his handso face turning slightly red, sowhat embarrassed, sowhat annoyed.
But fortunately, no one knew that he had been afraid of Ding Ling, which allowed him to quickly compose himself, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at Ding Ling.
Several glances.
Zhou Yu had already confird.
This Ding Ling is most likely that Ding Ling!
Just because rumors had it that alongside Ding Ling were two charming won and an extrely valiant spear-wielding military general.
Thinking of the scenes encountered at the foot of the mountain.
Comparing the rumored face, deanor, and Ding Ling's mount, weapon, and so on.
Zhou Yu was ninety percent sure that the man before him was Ding Ling.
He really hadn't expected to encounter this fierce guy in such a situation!
Moreover, the two sides seed to have had an unpleasant encounter already.
He felt heavy-hearted, his complexion involuntarily turning sowhat unsightly.
If he had known earlier that this Ding Ling was the Ding Ling who commanded respect across Jiangnan, he absolutely wouldn't have been so rude.
Unfortunately...
Ti cannot be rewound.
Distrust had already taken root in their hearts, making peaceful cohabitation impossible!
A myriad of calculations flooded Zhou Yu's mind, pondering whether he should conceive a plan to deal with Ding Ling in Lujiang County.
"Relax."
Ding Ling was performing acupuncture on an old man, with hands quick as lightning, kneading like clouds drifting by, occasionally massaging, pressing, manipulating, with various deft techniques constantly changing.
Like a spring breeze brushing the face, transforming the old man's expression from painful to relaxed, then to joyful.
Even a fool could see.
Ding Ling's dical thods were exceptional and extraordinary!
In just a mont's effort.
Ding Ling prescribed a dication for the old man:
"According to the prescription, go down the mountain to gather two doses of dicine yourself. Within half a month, I guarantee your recovery."
"Thank you, Divine Doctor Ding!"
The old man was imnsely grateful, his face full of remorse as he apologized once more for his previous rash behavior.
Ding Ling smiled, indicating that he didn't need to.
The old man remained visibly ashad, turned red-faced and left.
It was at this mont.
Ding Ling's mood felt a bit lightened.
One cannot deny it.
Treating others, solving dical mysteries one after another, seeing patients and their families full of gratitude, endlessly thankful, thrilled and moved, Ding Ling found it delightful, too.
He certainly was no pervert.
He, of course, deeply respected those who were helpful to others.
Thus, having the opportunity to lend a hand within reasonable conditions was also a fulfilling life experience for him.
One patient after another recovering;
So ailnts incurable, yet through Ding Ling's skills, acupuncture, and other techniques, could temporarily alleviate, with patients leaving with prescriptions.
A period of ti later.
It was Da and Xiao Qiao's turn.
Xiao Qiao blushed a little looking at Ding Ling, tugging at her clothing hem, hesitantly speaking about Da Qiao's situation:
"My sister has been like this for seven days, having seen many renowned doctors, all to no avail. We had no option but to seek out the fad Daoist Yhiuu Ji. If you can cure my sister, I'll even kneel for you."
"..."
Zhou Yu's complexion darkened, too late to stop, regretting imnsely.
This foolish girl!
Hadn't he told her repeatedly not to be overly respectful to Ding Ling?
Why can't she understand?
"A healer's compassion."
Ding Ling's innate acting skill took over, his eyes clear as he looked at Xiao Qiao and solemnly said:
"Healing and tending to the sick is my duty. You don't need to do this."
"Thank you."
Xiao Qiao, her face full of remorse, comnted:
"I really shouldn't have..."
"Cough cough."
Zhou Yu could endure no more, emitting a couple of dry coughs, pulling Xiao Qiao aside.
Xiao Qiao glanced briefly.
Zhou Yu frantically gestured with his eyes.
Xiao Qiao suddenly understood, but felt uneasy again.
After all, she differed from Zhou Yu, still at an innocent, kind-hearted, and naive age, how could she bare to speak harshly to soone tending to her sister?
She simply couldn't do it.
Zhou Yu seed to realize this too, just reminding her not to rush to thank, to wait until the cure is effective before expressing gratitude.
Xiao Qiao could only nod blankly, sowhat anxiously watching Ding Ling.
Ding Ling checked Da Qiao's pulse.
It inevitably involved physical contact.
Jealousy flared up in Zhou Yu again.
Even he had never 'perford such rites' with Da Qiao!
Damn it!
"She seems to have been poisoned by an odorless, tasteless toxin."
Ding Ling carefully examined Da Qiao.
His hands frequently touched Da Qiao's eyes, ears, and other areas.
Xiao Qiao blushed and felt embarrassed watching.
Zhou Yu was so enraged that his eyes almost emitted flas, almost unable to restrain himself from drawing his sword and shouting 'vile thief, release Da Qiao!'
Fortunately, Ding Ling was openly treating Da Qiao's illness, and Zhou Yu truly couldn't find a reason to draw his sword. Drawing just due to physical contact might delay Da Qiao's treatnt, and Xiao Qiao would never forgive him!
"How could she be poisoned?"
Xiao Qiao was dazed, astonished, puzzled.
"That's a question for you to answer yourselves."
After careful examination, Ding Ling prepared to proceed with acupuncture and massage therapy for Da Qiao, requiring them to move inside.
Unable to resist any longer, Zhou Yu voiced:
"No way! In broad daylight, even as a healer, you cannot treat a patient like this! It's too disrespectful, too vulgar!"
Ding Ling was stunned.
He truly hadn't considered it from that angle, purely intending to detoxify and treat Da Qiao.
Diao Chan, having traveled closely with Ding Ling, was quite familiar with his character. Hearing Zhou Yu's words, she was incensed, imdiately pointing her sword at Zhou Yu, scolding sharply:
"Only a person with a filthy mind would misjudge others! Only a rude person would assu others were rude! I've had enough of you! From the mountain base to the summit, my lord has been nothing but courteous. And who repeatedly provoked him? You did!"
Her fury escalating, she reprimanded loudly:
"Shaless, audacious, despicable, arrogant, petty-minded, without any sense of propriety! What right do you have to bark here? If you want treatnt, then proceed, if not, then take the lady and leave at once, stop hindering others from getting their treatnt!"
Du Qingcheng heard, her almond-shaped eyes widening slightly, a sensation of satisfaction surging from head to toe!!
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