I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

This blatant queue-cutting is really too hateful.

"Hey! Kid, where are you from? Don't you know you have to queue?"

Mingchuan turned around and glanced at the person who spoke: "I don't need to queue."

"No?" The other person frowned and looked at him with disdain. "Why? Are you this Master Yan's disciple?"

"No."

"How dare you be so arrogant? Stand back!" The other party was about to step forward and drag Mingchuan back.

But since there was indeed a queue order, Mingchuan didn't mind. He just turned aside slightly and said softly, "Master Yan and I are old acquaintances."

Having said that, he no longer cared about the anger of the people behind him, walked around the man and went into the inner room.

Unexpectedly, someone came out of the house at this time.

"Everyone who comes here says it's related to Master Yan. Brother, don't even think about using this lame excuse to bother my master, okay?"

The person who spoke was Master Yan's disciple. He looked young and was a stranger. Mingchuan had never seen him before.

He was too lazy to waste time talking to this guy, but unexpectedly, the other party's eyes flashed and he raised his hand to hit Mingchuan!

He clenched his fist with one hand, and the fist was sharp and carried a murderous aura. He didn't look like a person who was purely studying medicine at all!

The fist brushed past Mingchuan's cheek, and even the people around him felt a burning sensation.

In an instant, everyone around subconsciously made way, secretly criticizing Mingchuan for overestimating his own abilities. Finally, someone took care of him!

Unexpectedly, Mingchuan just turned around calmly, grabbed the opponent's fist with his backhand, and pushed him back.

The force was so great that the man stepped back repeatedly and fell into the house!

"Ouch..."

You know, this disciple Yan is an extraordinary martial artist, and he is invincible within a hundred miles!

Mingchuan just pushed and shoved him and easily knocked him down?

What surprised everyone even more was that Mingchuan didn't seem to have used any effort at all. His relaxed expression made them extremely surprised, as if he was not affected at all.

They all subconsciously stepped back, fearing that Mingchuan would harm them.

Including the person who had previously yelled at Mingchuan not to cut in line, he quietly shut his mouth and straightened his neck.

That look was very funny.

At this moment, the door was knocked open by the disciple of Master Yan, revealing Master Yan who was treating someone inside.

Old Yan was dressed in white, his hair was still black, and he didn't look old at all, but his eyes were narrowed, as if he couldn't see clearly.

After hearing the noise, Old Yan paused and said, "Asen, what happened?"

The younger brother, known as Asen, was furious: "Master, someone claimed to be an old acquaintance of yours and insisted on breaking the rules by cutting in line from outside! I tried to stop him, and he hit me!"

The tone of the complaining voice made Mingchuan almost burst out laughing.

He said helplessly: "I didn't mean to punish you on purpose, you were the one who started it."

Hearing the familiar voice, Old Yan's frown suddenly relaxed, and a look of joy appeared on his face. "Is it Mingchuan?"

"Yes. Mr. Yan, long time no see."

Mingchuan’s response made Mr. Yan extremely excited!

He stood up suddenly and skillfully groped his way to the door. His tightly squinted eyes seemed to open a little wider at this moment.

"Xiaochuan! Oh, really, why did you come to see me just now? Come on, come in and sit down, come in and sit down."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Arsen stood up from his chair unconvinced, "Master Yan, what are you doing? Who is this kid? Why should I let you take care of him like this?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Yan chuckled at Asen and said, "Asen, don't be rude. This person is indeed my close friend. Back then, my medical skills received some guidance from Young Master Mingchuan. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to achieve this level."

"What?!" Asen raised his voice in disbelief.

Even the people outside were sighing.

"You said that your medical skills were taught by this young man?" Asen was shocked, then laughed twice. "Master, you are old and confused, how is this possible!"

Mr. Yan's face turned sour instantly, and he said to him coldly, "Get out of here!"

"We're not seeing guests today, so please push your patients back!"

After saying that, he grabbed Mingchuan's hand and walked straight into the house, kicking Asen on the butt.

Asen cried out in pain, and could only get up feeling aggrieved and send everyone away.

Well, not only was he kicked out by his master, but he was also being scolded by everyone outside.

Mingchuan looked at him and suppressed his laughter: "Master Yan, your disciple is really interesting. His skills just now were quite good."

Old Yan waved his hand, pulled Mingchuan to sit down, and poured him a cup of tea.

"It's still far behind yours, but it's enough. Don't bother with him, he's also helping me stabilize these people, otherwise there would be a lot of people looking for trouble every day."

Mingchuan took the teacup, thanked the old man, and squinted his eyes and said, "Why would I care? Actually, cutting in line is rude, haha!"

"But I didn't mean to disturb you. I just came here to get some medicine from you."

Old Yan waved his hand: "What's so rude about that? If it weren't for your guidance back then, these people wouldn't even have a place to go for medical treatment. What's wrong with asking them to wait a little longer?"

"What medicine? Just tell me, and I'll get it for you right away!"

The two had known each other for a long time. Many years ago, Mingchuan met Mr. Yan before he came down the mountain.

At that time, Mr. Yan was not a miracle doctor whose medicine was hard to find. He was just a village doctor.

Throughout his life, Mr. Yan tried every possible way to improve his medical skills. Unfortunately, the environmental conditions were not good back then. He could only read ancient books from many years ago over and over again, search for various medicines all over the mountains and plains, and then try them on himself.

One time he accidentally ate poisonous grass, and by chance, Mingchuan saved him.

Seeing that the old man was so obsessed with medicine, Mingchuan was not stingy and taught him a lot generously.

Old Yan suddenly realized that all the problems he had encountered for many years were resolved in an instant. He wanted to recognize Mingchuan as his master, but Mingchuan refused and left, leaving the small village forever.

Mr. Yan was grateful to Mingchuan and gave back his medical skills to everyone.

I never thought that we could meet again now!

Seeing how excited Mr. Yan was, Mingchuan didn't hesitate and responded generously, "Panlong Lotus."

This Panlong Lotus is rare in a century and is extremely valuable. It is a fire lotus that grows on the top of the mountain. It needs to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon for a long time before it can grow into such a large plant.

However, due to its harsh growing environment and the fact that it is extremely difficult to grow, there are only a few strains circulating in the market.

But Mr. Yan has it here!