Lao Dao was silent for a moment, and then said after a while: "I have no choice, but there is no way to do it, and there should be someone who can solve this poisonous source!"

"Who?" Wang Badan and Zheng Qian were stunned at the same time, and asked curiously.

The old Taoist paused before he said, "The person who passed on the alchemy technique...... Since the last time you came back to reappear in the rivers and lakes of the alchemy technique, I felt that something was wrong, so I went to check, and I found that there are still primitive corpse chasing heirs living in the mountains of Nanyun City, Changnan Province, I think, those who followed the plague god with those corpse chaser inheritors should have come out of Nanyun City!"

"What do you mean...... As long as we can find the old man who formed a winning team and taught alchemy, can Zheng Qian be saved?" asked Wang Badan.

The old Taoist nodded, and shook his head again, "First, not to mention whether you can find him, second, even if you really find him, whether he can save you is also a question, and third, even if you really find him, he can save you, whether he is willing to you is also a question!"

Zheng Gan's brows furrowed suddenly, but Wang Badan walked over, he patted Zheng Gan's shoulder, "Don't worry, it'll be fine, I'm familiar with Nanyun City, we can go over together when the time comes!"

"No, you must go back with me first!" the old man shouted in a deep voice.

Zheng Qian squeezed out a smile, "It's okay, I can't die yet, it's just a Nanyun City, what if I go to break through?"

When Wang Badan's master and apprentice left, Meng Fu didn't know when he was already standing at the door.

"I'll go with you!" Meng Fu's clear eyes stared at Zheng Qian, and his voice was firm and powerful, and he couldn't refuse.

Zheng Qian was just about to speak, but before he could say anything, Meng Fu said directly: "If you don't agree, I'll go by myself, although my mana hasn't recovered yet, it's still more than enough for self-preservation!"

Looking at Meng Fu's insistence, Zheng Qian didn't say much, "Okay, let's leave in three days, I have to arrange some things in these few days!"

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When he got home, Zheng Qian went directly to Liu Shiyun, if she could find Liu Rufeng, and finally through Liu Rufeng it should be much easier to find those corpse chasers, after all, Liu Rufeng had been robbing tombs, smuggling, and having dealings with those corpse chasers.

But Liu Shiyun's phone was not answered, there was no one at home, and even her antique club was closed, which made Zheng Qian also depressed.

After going back, Zheng Qian rushed to the school and finished the last class, and at the same time, Zheng Qian also wrote out all his summaries of the inheritance of the Medicine King, and then printed and distributed them to every student.

Although the classmates in the class were very reluctant to Zheng Qian, he still had no choice, so he had to say that he had something to do temporarily, and he would suspend classes for a month, and then return to class after a month.

When he walked out of the school gate, Zheng Qian's heart was also bitter, and after a month, would he be able to come back again?

It is not far from the medical university to the community where he lives, Zheng Qian is going to walk back directly, this road, if he doesn't walk, I am afraid it will be difficult to have a chance in the future.

Just when Zheng Qian was crossing a road and walking through a tree-lined pedestrian passage, several people came over, an old man with gray hair in front of him, and he was pushing a wheelchair in his hand, on which sat a man with a thin face, although he couldn't stand up, but the man's back was unusually straight.

There were two other people behind the old man, one of them had a serious face and sharp eyes, like an eagle scanning the people passing by, while the other middle-aged man was holding a box in his hand.

Not long after Zheng Qian walked by, the old man who was still talking and laughing in the wheelchair suddenly frowned and fainted directly to the ground.

"Quick, help!"

The man in the wheelchair shouted eagerly, one of the two people behind him hurriedly helped the old man up, and the other person holding the box hurriedly opened the box, took out the small bottle from it, and poured out the medicine inside, just when he was about to stuff the medicine into the old man's mouth, Zheng Qian rushed over to this side.

The eagle-eyed man next to him suddenly stepped forward to block Zheng Qian, and said in a cold voice: "Stop!"

Zheng Qian, from this man's body, he felt a kind of steel-like hardness, and the identities of these four people were definitely not ordinary.

But he was not afraid, he shouted at the middle-aged man who fed the old man medicine: "He has a heart disease, but if you go down with this quick-acting heart pill, people will really go to see Marx, I saw that you almost lost a life, so I came to remind you!"

"You are talking nonsense!" The middle-aged man glanced at Zheng Qian lightly, and then directly put the medicine into the old man's mouth.

"Quack doctors kill people without seeing blood!"

Zheng Qian left a sentence lightly, turned around and left.

"You ......" The middle-aged man was very angry, who was he? Can he be a quack doctor? This kid in front of him, who looked like he was in his twenties, dared to teach him a lesson? In his opinion, he didn't even deserve to lift his shoes.

However, just when Han Hai was about to ignore Zheng Qian and feed the medicine directly, the man in the wheelchair spoke: "I don't know what advice this brother has?"

Zheng Qian paused, turned his head to look, he glanced at Han Hai with contempt in his eyes, "You help the old man to sit under the shade of the tree next to him, untie his clothes, and cool down for a while, when this heart attack is not committed, feed the medicine indiscriminately, but it will really kill you!"

The man in the wheelchair was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then he spoke: "Doctor Han, let's not feed the medicine first, do what he says!"

Han Hai was stunned for a moment, and then reluctantly put down the medicine bottle in his hand.

And the man who stopped Zheng Qian before also carried the old man to the shade of the tree to the side.

After a while, the old man slowly opened his eyes.

The other three were stunned, and looked at Zheng Qian with disbelief on their faces, this kid is really a little capable.

"It's just a blind cat touching a dead mouse!" Han Hai said with a look of disgrief.

Zheng Qian glanced at the middle-aged man lightly, "You can't even touch the rat that you stuffed into your mouth, and it's a dead mouse!"

"You ......" Han Hai was furious.

At this time, the young man in the wheelchair had already explained to the old man what had just happened.

The old man looked at Zheng Qian with a smile, "Young man, I really thank you this time!"

Zheng Qian waved his hand, "No, although you have a heart attack, but you didn't have a heart attack just now, it's just that the weather is a little hot, and the blood flow in your body is too fast, causing the blood to rush to the heart, this symptom is almost exactly the same as heart disease, if you don't pay attention, it is easy to misdiagnose, and if you take a quick-acting heart-saving pill at this time, invigorate qi and blood, increase coronary blood flow, and speed up blood flow faster, it is undoubtedly killing people!"