Chapter 1353: The Pulse Is so Strong that It Can Shock People to Death

Xiaoyou stared at Pharmacist Luo who was walking towards him, and raised his eyebrows: "Do you really know how to treat a doctor?"

"Yes, I am a fourth-grade alchemist, so you can rest assured."

After Luo Yaoshi finished speaking, Long Ao and Long Xueting both narrowed their eyes.

If the other party is really hiding his strength, the little maid will definitely stop him.

Facing the gazes of the father and daughter, Xiaoyou stepped aside indifferently: "Then just watch."

Didn't she stop it?

"good……"

Pharmacist Luo came to the bed angrily and sat down. He reached out and touched Bai Chen's wrist, and lightly pressed his index and middle fingers on the pulse.

An alchemist needs soul power to refine elixirs, but to diagnose and treat illnesses, just like ordinary doctors, they rely on feeling the pulse.

Just when he closed his eyes and felt Bai Chen's pulse, his face looked a little confused: "Mr. Bai's pulse is stable. It seems there is nothing abnormal."

When Bai Chen heard this, he sneered in his heart, his heart moved, and his pulse suddenly trembled violently.

It is too easy for a star-level expert to do something in front of an alchemist who only has the Yuan-level realm.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Pharmacist Luo's face was obviously shocked.

"It shouldn't be..."

Muttering to himself, he continued to take his pulse with concentration.

But soon, in the pulse, a sound like drumming spread extremely fiercely.

The sound of drums is like gongs and drums, and firecrackers are blasting in unison, one wave higher than the other. It has both heart-shaking power and a very coordinated rhythm.

However, this is not appreciating the drumming instrument, this is the pulse signal!

"This, this, this, this!"

Pharmacist Luo was shocked and let go of his hand in horror.

"What's wrong? How is Mr. Bai's pulse? Is there any treatment?" Han Miaomiao looked worried.

Pharmacist Luo turned around in shock, as if he had lost his soul. He did not raise his head to look at Long Ao, but just lowered his eyes and exclaimed: "Dial..."

dial?

Long Xueting frowned: "Mr. Luo, what does dialing mean?"

Lifting his eyes in astonishment, Pharmacist Luo was filled with fear, and finally exclaimed: "Fuck, rattle!"

"What?!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this and didn't understand what he said at all.

In fact, what Pharmacist Luo heard from Bai Chen's pulse was a rattle!

Flushing his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, Pharmacist Luo came to Long Ao with a look of despair in his eyes: "Your Majesty, I, Luo Man, have been practicing medicine for decades and have never seen such a chaotic pulse. Mr. Bai is afraid that he is terminally ill. He can’t live more than two years!”

Can’t survive more than two years?

this……!

Could it be that he is really not Tian Zhixing?

"I know." Xiaoyou sat on the bed with an indifferent expression, and gently touched the side of Bai Chen's face with his jade hand. His clear and innocent eyes showed a touch of sadness: "Sir, when Xiaoyou lived on the street, he almost starved to death. , it was your half of the steamed bun that saved Xiaoyou’s life. Even if you are just a mortal, Xiaoyou will accompany you through the final journey..."

As Xiaoyou spoke, tears burst out of his eyes and slid down his expressionless pretty face, leaving everyone in the room stunned.

"Alas~"

Seeing this, Long Ao couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Miss Xiaoyou, the love between you and your young master moved me very much, but I really tried my best..."

Xiaoyou didn't speak, still immersed in endless sadness, choking and sobbing, and no longer as strong as before.

After looking at Long Xueting with complicated eyes, Long Ao finally turned around.

"Let Mr. Bai rest well."

With another sigh, Long Ao took the lead and walked out of the room.

Long Xueting's beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of horror, and she pulled Han Miaomiao, who was crying, and walked out of the room.

The door closed, and the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and then Bai Chen slowly opened his eyes.

He sat up and saw Xiaoyou crying so sadly, he couldn't help but whisper: "Xiaoyou, do you miss your father?"

"Well! Growing up, I have never been away from home for so long, and I don't know how he is doing now."

Xiaoyou has never wanted to dwell on this matter, because her pursuit of the path of becoming a strong person is what her father is most proud of.

Today, in order to hide from the wily Long Ao, she could only think about this.

But as soon as I thought about it, I got out of control.

In the silent room, Xiaoyou cried harder and harder, her little hands tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, and her tears wet a large area on them.

"Xiao You, in this world, only the strong are qualified to protect the loved ones around them. The life span of ordinary people is only a few decades, and the average practitioner only has more than a hundred years. If you want your father to accompany you forever, then Practice hard and use your abilities to help your father advance to the beast master realm!"

The realm of beast master, the realm of immortality among beast trainers, is similar to the heavenly way of the spirit person.

"Well, I obey the master's instructions." Xiaoyou sobbed, her voice still trembling due to choking.

Seeing her sad look, Bai Chen sighed happily: "Well, just before leaving the Western Region, I specifically asked the scholar to send someone to take your family to Xiuyun. Now think about it, your father I should be climbing the Thousand-Storied Tower with everyone in Chenyao Sword Sect~"

As soon as these words came out, Xiaoyou's delicate body trembled and she raised her head in confusion.

Looking at Xiaoyou with a smile, Bai Chen spoke in a low and gentle voice: "Little girl, you should know now that I was defeated by my beloved disciple's sneak attack when I couldn't find an opponent. I really thought about it for a long time before accepting you as my second disciple. Your talent is far better than Luoxi, so don't let me down."

Luoxi...!

Hearing this name, Xiaoyou clenched his fists, and a cold murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Master, I, Xiao Xiaoyou, swear today that one day, I will clean up the mess for you! Luoxi, leave it to me!"

Xiaoyou's gritted teeth and the grim words fell into Baichen's eyes, touching his heart quietly.

"Well, Xiaoyou, you performed very well today. I think Long Ao has been wavering between certainty and uncertainty. Next, let him continue to maintain this mentality and then step into our trap step by step..."

"Master is very smart, there will be no problem!" Xiaoyou wiped his turbid face, then patted his cheeks with both hands and cheered up again: "Master, then I will go outside to guard first, you have a good rest."

"Okay."

Watching Xiaoyou walk out of the room, the hatred in Bai Chen's eyes emerged.

"Luoxi, what was the truth back then? Did you really sneak attack me..."