Chapter 1516 1517 Give You some Color, You Open a Dyeing Workshop

"Hey, don't think that you can be arrogant with a little strength. Does someone outside the world know? My Holy Court has produced many geniuses since ancient times, and there are countless magical doctors and magic hands. Even we can't cure the injury of Uncle Jian. You actually speak madly. Don't be afraid of other people's jokes when you go out." Elder Jin snorted coldly and began to close the needle.

Mu Hanyan was too lazy to know such a person and ignored him.

"Thank you." Jian Wuchen said politely.

"Don't thank me, I can't cure you anyway, but I'm just helping you to clear the meridians, so that you can act normally like an ordinary person. If you really want to be cured, you can ask this old friend to stop listening to others. Well, your injury is not necessarily incurable, hehe, what a big tone, just so I can see it." Mu Hanyan didn't bother with Elder Jin, but he thought it was Mu Hanyan who knew that he was wrong, and even more sarcastic. road.

"Elder Jin, since you want to see my medical skills so much, then I'll let you see it." Mu Hanyan didn't have such a good temper. Hearing his repeated cynicism, he was also a little angry.

Although she is not sure that Ye Yanran and her will be able to cure Jian Wuchen's injury, it will be somewhat beneficial, and the effect should not be inferior to Elder Jin's golden needle technique. If he wants to see it, let him see it.

"Give you some color, you really started a dyeing workshop, hum, then I will see your medical skills! If you lose face, don't blame me for being unforgiving and losing the gift of the elders." See Elder Jin Mu Hanyan even dared to retort, and his heart became even more enraged.

Hearing his words, Mu Hanyan wanted to laugh even more. This old man really didn't have any self-knowledge. Did he forgive others with his mouth? How could he have the slightest courtesy when facing him?

"Forget it, why do you have to fight for the old man's injury? Elder Jin, you are also an elder, so why bother with a junior?" Jian Wuchen reluctantly stepped forward to persuade the two of them when he saw that the two were on fire.

"Hmph." Elder Jin was self-reliant on his identity, and felt that he would have no face to win a fight with a junior. He snorted arrogantly, turned around and left.

"Why is this person so extreme and narrow-minded." Mu Hanyan was too lazy to bother with Jian Wuchen because of his face, but still shook his head and said.

"I can't blame him either. His grandfather and I studied arts in the same school. Although he was a generation older than me, he was about the same age, so they became close friends. They could only retreat separately, but at that time, the Jedi storm broke out, and his grandfather and several other Saint Court experts fell into the dead.

When his father grew up and became a deacon of the Holy Court, he was seriously injured by someone in the temple when he was out on a mission. To outsiders, the deacon of the Holy Court seems to be very beautiful, but in the Holy Court, he is so numerous that he is naturally not taken seriously. After he came back, he did not receive the best treatment. end. But I traveled all over the place in those years, looking for ways to heal my wounds, but it didn't help me much.

Elder Jin, who was fashionable and young, was not very sensible, and blamed it all on me. In his opinion, since my grandfather and I are close as brothers, we shouldn't let him die, and then his father was seriously injured, and I couldn't make the decision for him, causing his father to die in a gloomy and unrighteous manner. Disciple, have a lot of resentment towards me.

His temperament has also become extreme and stubborn, and no one can persuade him. "Jian Wuchen said with a wry smile.

Only then did Mu Hanyan know that Elder Jin had such a background. No wonder he didn't show any respect even though he called Jian Wuchen his uncle.

"Don't blame him. Although his temper is a little extreme, his character is not bad, and his medical skills are superb. He can be called a generation of holy hands. If he hadn't healed me from time to time these years, my hand would have been completely useless. Yes." Jian Wuchen continued.

"En." Mu Hanyan nodded.

As the saying goes, people take the tea to cool, but Mu Hanyan can imagine the sadness of Jin Qisheng growing up when he was young. His grandfather died, his father was invalid, and his only backer, Jian Wuchen, lost his right arm, probably in the Holy Court. He has no status, but he has traveled abroad for many years. Jin Qisheng can be described as unaccompanied. I am afraid that he will be as scorned as his childhood self, and it is normal for his temperament to become a little extreme.

Speaking of which, she felt some sympathy for this Elder Jin.

"Okay, I'll go first." Speaking of the past, Jian Wuchen was obviously a little disappointed.

"Wait Uncle Wuchen, I haven't healed you yet?" Mu Hanyan held Jian Wuchen.

Although Jian Wuchen only said that her grandmother was pestering him to learn the arts when she was a child, but she did not say whether she did it in the end, but listening to the closeness of the elders to the younger generation when he mentioned her grandmother, Mu Hanyan could also Thinking of it, my grandmother must have learned a lot from him, even if there is no teacher and apprentice in the name, there is still the friendship of master and apprentice. In this way, he should actually call him Master. Since there is a chance to heal his injury, Mu Hanyan will certainly not stand idly by.

"You really want to heal me?" Jian Wuchen looked at her strangely. She thought she had seen Elder Jin's medical skills, and she should retreat, but she was more determined than before.

"If I'm not mistaken, my grandmother must have a senior to help her if she can cultivate today. As a junior, I have to try my best." Mu Hanyan didn't hide it, she said firmly.

"Hehe, I taught that little girl a few exercises back then, but there was no white teaching. Well, then you can try it." Jian Wuchen laughed loudly.

Mu Hanyan had guessed correctly, he really had the grace of teaching his grandmother.

Laughing after laughing, Mu Hanyan could hear that Jian Wuchen was only trying to satisfy his own wish, but he didn't have any hope. It was no wonder that Mu Hanyan was able to heal a wound that several generations of divine doctors and holy hands of the Holy Court could not heal. Even she would not believe it if it was someone else.

"Yanran." Mu Hanyan didn't care either, and waved to Ye Yanran.

"Come here." Ye Yanran took small steps and ran over, still nibbling on a glutinous rice cake that I didn't know where I got it. Roll his eyes.

Mu Hanyan also rolled her eyes. She hadn't found out before that this female snitch turned out to be a big foodie.

"Come and see Uncle Wuchen's injury," Mu Hanyan said.

"What's wrong with this injury?" Ye Yanran looked at Jian Wuchen's right arm with a blank expression on her face.

It was only then that Mu Hanyan remembered that although she had Tianlin's innate ability to heal, she actually didn't know anything about medical skills. It would be really embarrassing for her to see her injuries.

"Forget it, just use your Tianlin for divine healing." Mu Hanyan didn't bother to waste time, and said directly to Ye Yanran.

"Oh, good." Ye Yanran wiped her mouth and began to sing.