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"Miss, what's there to believe in if you're a beggar?" Let's go to another house and take a look. We'll definitely treat young mistress! " She knitted her eyebrows as she looked at the slovenly man. As she spoke, she pulled Su Zimo as she prepared to leave to find the next infirmary.

If Su Zimo's hand continued to drag things out, it would really be crippled. However, since this small city didn't have any famous doctors, she could only go around and try her luck. If he couldn't make it... Her young master definitely had a way out. If there really was no way out, then that young master should ? Will they just stand there and watch us die? Di Qing thought with uncertainty. However, she didn't know that from a certain point of view, Su Zimo's injury was caused by Yue Yin's failure to save her and Su Zimo's own awkward temperament.

However, Su Zimo stood still. Although her tone was calm, she was indeed asking the beggar, "Are you speaking the truth?" For some reason, she felt that beggar was not simple, maybe ? Could he really cure her?

Su Zi Mo was very grateful for her consolation, but she also understood that since this was already the best hospital in Blackrock City and the doctors already said so, it wouldn't make much of a difference if she didn't go to another house.

At this moment, Su Zimo suddenly thought of Yue Yin. Yue Yin was in the carriage to see her injured wrist, he should have a way to deal with it, right? However... Su Zimo's heart wavered for a moment, then it became determined once again. Even if she crippled both of her hands in the end, she would never come looking for him!

This beggar, for some inexplicable reason, Su Zimo felt that she should be able to trust him.

"Of course, miss, my Divine Doctor Half Faced Immortal's name is not just for show." The slovenly man slightly raised his head, revealing the face that was originally hidden beneath the worn-out bamboo hat.

One side was as handsome as an immortal, while the other side was as ugly as an evil ghost.

It was true, Half-Faced Immortal.

"What?" You are the Godly Doctor, Half Faced Immortal? " Her beautiful eyebrows changed.

"What's wrong? "Dai Mei." Su Zimo noticed that the expression on her pretty eyebrows was a bit ugly, so she asked softly.

"Miss, he can indeed cure Miss's hands, but I really don't recommend that Miss let him treat you. Actually, I can ask the young master to help you."

"Why are you begging him?" Su Zimo's face was filled with arrogance and stubbornness. She turned around and said to the Godly Doctor Half-Faced Immortal, "Since her eyebrows said that the Godly Doctor Half-Faced Immortal can cure me, then I presume Teacher's medical skill is truly brilliant. I wonder if the Godly Doctor can treat me immediately?"

"Of course." The Godly Doctor, Half Faced Immortal, said this and then pulled on his tattered bamboo hat as he walked out. "Please follow me." "No," he said.

"Since you won't tell me the reason why you don't want me to be treated, then I will just treat it as if it wasn't enough. As for me, I have enough self-control to advise you to make a decision. So, Miss Mei, you can either go back and find your young master, or come with me, but don't talk too much. " After Su Zimo finished speaking, she didn't even listen to Dai Mei's answer. She followed the Godly Doctor, the Half-Faced Immortal, and walked outside. She knew that Dai Mei Mei would definitely follow her.

Sure enough, Dai Mei stomped her feet in anxiety. She wanted to say something, but she stopped and could do nothing. She could only follow Su Zimo and run out.

On their way, the Godly Doctor, Half Faced Immortal, walked until they arrived at the entrance of a dilapidated mansion before stopping.

The Godly Doctor, the Half-Faced Immortal, pushed open the half-opened door, and a wave of dust fell down. "Please come in." As he spoke, he walked into the house.

A large portion of the face of the Godly Doctor Half-Faced Immortal was covered by an extremely well pressed bamboo hat, revealing only a half-naked and half-pitted chin. Su Zimo watched through the smoke screen at the side of the Godly Doctor Half-Faced Immortal. Her lips curved upwards with a smile that was not a smile, and she wasn't anxious at all. She stood there and lightly smiled at the Godly Doctor Half-Faced Immortal, quietly waiting for the dust to slowly fall.

Su Zimo strode past the thick layer of dust at the entrance and into the courtyard, saying, "Godly Doctor, Half Faced Immortal ?."

"Arnold, this is my name." The Godly Doctor, Half Faced Immortal, suddenly interrupted, "Not many people know my name, but I think you know that you can call me Arnold."

"Alright, Arnold." Thus, Su Zimo naturally changed her words and introduced herself, "I am Zimo."

"Alright, Zimo. Show me your hand. " Arnold took off his bamboo hat, revealing his strange face under the bamboo hat to Su Zimo for the first time.

Her right cheek was as sharp as jade, while the left side of her face was riddled with knots and holes. On her face, there were many twisted scars that seemed to be a burn or a knife wound, and her sexy thin lips were very light colored. At this moment, her right mouth was curling up into a playful smile.

Su Zi Mo looked around and casually said, "You're going to let me stand in this courtyard?"

"The house is dirty, I'm afraid Miss Zimo is too noble to bear it." Arnold raised his right eyebrow as he said this, which caused the scar on his left cheek to twist even more. It seemed a bit eerie.

Su Zimo laughed involuntarily. After laughing, it was her turn to have a teasing expression that was not a smile. She looked around the courtyard once again and then looked at Arnold silently. What a joke, she had already entered such a dilapidated courtyard covered in dust. What was there to be afraid of?

"Haha!" Good, good! Zimo, I am becoming more and more interested in you. " Arnold laughed out loud. He no longer had that somewhat guarded look on his face. His smile was rare, not on purpose, but rather real.

"Should I say that this is my honor? the Godly Doctor Half Faced Immortal, Young Master Arnold? " Su Zimo also laughed. Her expression appeared to be one of joy, as if she was relaxed.

Su Zimo had indeed just let out a sigh of relief.

Arnold looked weird. Although she did not know why YinAnuo had offered to treat her wrist, he had been constantly probing her ever since the first words he had said to her. Su Zimo was baffled by the probe, but she had to be careful about it. When she saw Arnold laughing, she felt like she had just passed a test.

It was rare for Su Zimo to not feel embarrassed and annoyed about this. Instead, she felt that this might be a special and eccentric hobby of the Godly Doctor. Anyways, as long as she didn't go back to face Yue Yin begging for help, Su Zimo thought, no matter what, she felt that it would be more acceptable.

"Come in." As he spoke, Arnold walked into one of the broken rooms.

"It really is dirty." At the same time she said this, a mouse ran past her feet, attracting a soft exclamation from her pretty eyebrows.

"Sorry about that." Arnold unconcernedly replied. A stool had appeared out of nowhere and was placed in front of the window, indicating that Su Zimo should sit there.

Su Zi Mo swept a glance at the dust covered stool before walking over. On the other hand, Mei Mei Mei obeyed Su Zi Mo's instructions. Since coming out of the medical hall, she hadn't said a word. At this moment, she swiftly used a handkerchief to wipe off the dust on the chair.

Su Zimo sat down next to the window. The window had no frame, not to mention paper. The noon sun was shining through the window and the light was just right. Su Zimo, with the help of her pretty eyebrows, pulled up her sleeves, revealing her purple wrists.

"How?" Arnold asked while he gently held Su Zimo's wrist to examine it.

Arnold's hands were beautiful, with long fingers and distinct joints. It was just that they were too cold. Because the skin on his hand was very smooth and smooth, coupled with the coldness of his fingers, Su Zimo couldn't help but feel the sensation of his fingers brushing past her hand. It was like a snake was slithering over her hand, which made her hair stand on end.

"Oh, I fell down. I hurt my hand when it was propped up on the ground." Su Zimo's voice was calm, but it wasn't difficult for her to hear a hint of resentment in her words.

"Even though it's quite serious..." Arnold said after looking at it for a while.

"However, although each of them has one at the end, that is often the important point." Su Zimo continued, "Arnold, tell me, am I right?"

Su Zimo looked at him and started laughing. Arnold also shook his head and laughed, "What should I do? Zimo, I've discovered that you are more and more to my liking!"

"To be able to suit Arnold's taste is Zi Mo's honor." Su Zimo faintly smiled. After that, her tone became even more unbridled and sinister, "So don't smile at me anymore!" Hurry up and fix my wrist. You don't want a person who suits your taste to be a cripple, do you? "

"Actually..." Arnold laughed sinisterly yet savagely. "Zimo, I really don't mind."

"Hey!" Su Zimo's beautiful eyes opened wide in dissatisfaction. She didn't give up until Arnold surrendered and turned around, rummaging through a crooked cabinet for three small porcelain bottles.

"Each morning and night, use this medicine once. This bottle is enough for you to use for three days. When you finish using all three bottles, your hands will be healed." Arnold opened one of the bottles. "Let me apply some medicine on you first."

Arnold used his slender fingers to pick out a small lump of ointment from the small porcelain bottle. He thought for a moment, then hooked his finger at her. "Come and learn a bit. Watch how I'll apply this medicine."

Although her brows were full of unwillingness, for Su Zimo's sake, no matter how much she hated Yinano, she still had to obediently learn from him.

Su Zimo watched Arnold's hand with the ointment moving back and forth between her injured wrist and felt his hand massaging her. She couldn't help but frown. Arnold's wrist, which had long since stopped hurting, began to hurt again. Not only that, it was even more painful than before.

"Helplessly, Su Zimo could only rely on words to divert her attention." Arnold, with your medical skills, you shouldn't worry about food and clothing. And he was actually humiliated by a medicine boy from the infirmary. " Su Zimo asked, half curious and half unfair.

"I'm being chased right now. My medical skills are excellent, so I'm not at the peak of my martial arts. So I had no choice but to run around." Arnold spoke very easily. There was no sense of crisis at all.

"How could that be?" Su Zimo joked, "Could it be that you've killed a doctor and attracted the revenge and chased after you? Ah, then isn't my hand very dangerous?! "

"That's right, your hand is about to be crippled too!" Arnold smiled. He realized that the number of times Arnold laughed today was much higher than the previous times combined. "A man is innocent. A treasure is his fault." Arnold lamented, but his tone did not seem to care. His smile was helpless, but it was more like he was enjoying the show.

Su Zimo waited for a while, but Arnold didn't say anything. She curiously asked, "Then what kind of wall are you carrying?" Seeing that Arnold didn't reply, Su Zimo's smile became crafty, "I'm sure Dai Mei knows, right?"

Her pretty eyebrows slightly opened her mouth, but she remembered that Su Zimo's orders, so she didn't say anything.

Su Zimo paused for a moment, then said, "Actually, you can stop it."

"Even if I stop him now, you'll still know when we leave this room. It's just a matter of time. Since that's the case, is there any meaning in stopping me?" Arnold's tone was lazy, with an expression like he was asking too many questions.

"Dai Mei, tell me." Su Zimo kept her hands still in Arnold's hands as she shifted her gaze to her dainty eyebrows.

"Rumors have it that the current head of the Medicine King's Hundred Flowers Valley, the Half-Faced Immortal Godly Doctor, had stumbled upon a holy object in the world, the fire lotus."