There was a contemptuous smile in the eyes of the old man with the goatee, and it was too naive to attack himself with such a rotten method.
His physical body is tyrannical, and his body protection is so powerful that even ordinary immortal weapons are difficult to break through, so he has no fear of such soft and weak attacks.
Of course, in his capacity, he would not let a young man succeed in his attack.
However.
Although the kick was not fast, it contained an indescribable power, and he couldn't stop it at all.
What frightened him even more was that neither the protective power nor the tyrannical physical body could block the kick, and his little brother suffered a devastating blow.
Snapped!
The sound of chickens flying and eggs breaking was heard.
The smile on the goatee old man's face instantly froze, his pupils dilated, his body arched like a shrimp, and his mouth opened wide enough to fit a fist.
He clutched his crotch, fell heavily to the ground, and then let out an extremely shrill scream.
"Old pervert, it's fun enough now."
Ji Mo snorted coldly, hating this kind of shameless villain who took advantage of the fire the most.
Therefore, he was not polite at all, and directly crippled the goatee old man with one kick, leaving him to squat and pee for the rest of his life.
When the surrounding males saw this scene, their scalps were numb, and they subconsciously clamped their thighs.
Some people, looking at the old man with the goatee rolling and howling on the ground, feel very relieved, and despicable people should have this retribution.
"This young man is still too young to know the dangers of the world. How can a good person be so easy to do? Meddling in other people's business will only bring disaster to himself."
Some people in the crowd sneered, because he knew the identity of the old man with the goatee, and Jimo actually abolished the old man with the goatee, there was absolutely no way out.
The person next to him asked curiously: "Why, this old man has a prominent status and a great background?"
"The status of the old man is not a big deal, but he gave birth to a good son, and now he is the son of the Buddha of Xiaoleiyin Temple's generation. A father is more expensive than a son, and everyone in the Bliss Plateau will give this old man some face."
"So what about the disciples of the Buddha, all living beings are equal before the Buddha. Although this is the site of the Little Leiyin Temple, we must be reasonable."
"Hehe, be reasonable? It's best to pray that Little Leiyin Temple won't reason with you. Little Leiyin Temple is best at convincing people with reason. Do you know what will happen if Little Leiyin Temple tries to reason with you? , the light ones will be saved and converted, and the serious ones will think that their sins are serious, and they will commit suicide and apologize."
"Ahit's terrible!"
The conversation between the two was also heard by people nearby, causing commotion.
Soon someone looked at Jimo sympathetically and sighed.
Good people don't get rewarded, what kind of world is this?
Some people rolled their eyes, surrounded him and scolded Ji Mo for attacking an old man cruelly and inhumanly.
Then, he pretended to be a well-intentioned person, took the goatee old man away for treatment, and made up his mind to take the opportunity to curry favor.
Some ugly human nature is fully reflected at this moment.
Jimo ignored these villains, and was already carefully examining the body of the child in the young woman's arms.
The child's eyes were tightly closed, his anger was like gossamer, his little face was bloodless, it was obvious that he was dying of illness.
"Sister, don't worry, the child is fine, I'll give you a few needles and it will be fine."
Ji Mo comforted the woman with tears, took out the silver needle from his bosom, and began to rescue her.
"Sir, can you really save my child?"
The woman stopped her tears and grabbed Jimo's arm excitedly, her eyes glowing with hope.
"This little baby can't be saved."
Someone next to him poured cold water on him, and said bluntly: "The little baby's condition has been dragging on for so long, and his vitality and blood have already decayed, and his fuel is exhausted. Unless he is taking such a heaven-defying elixir like Jiuzhuan elixir, there may be some chances of life. Saying that a few needles are enough is not a quack doctor, but a braggart"
However, before the person finished speaking, he was interrupted by a loud cry.
In this short period of time, Ji Mo had finished his treatment and took back the silver needle.
And the child had already woken up from the coma, his face was red/runny, and he burst into tears.
And the crying became more and more vigorous, full of energy, as if the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry.
The person who poured cold water was immediately dumbfounded. He also knew a little about medical skills, and knew that the child was not just a flashback, but a real recovery.
And the whole body is extremely full of blood, and the breath of life is extremely strong.
"Rejuvenation is a wonderful skill!"
& nbsp; When he looked at Jimo, he immediately became extremely admirable.
"Great, my son is fine, my son is really cured."
The young woman wept with joy, and was about to kowtow to Jimo to thank him when she held the baby, but Jimo stopped her.
The doctor is benevolent, and it is also a happy thing for Ji Mo to help others.
"Genius doctor, please save my life."
"Genius doctor, if you are willing to cure me, I would like to repay your kindness like a cow or a horse."
The surrounding crowd was surging, surrounding Ji Mo, begging non-stop.
Almost all of them suffer from intractable diseases, and they came here specially to seek medical treatment, but the master in the temple only healed one person every day, and whoever paid the most money would save them, making them miserable.
Now, they see hope in Jimo.
Jimo sighed, he happened to have a lot of herbal pills on his body that he rubbed when he was bored on the way, so he took them out and distributed them to everyone.
Afterwards, get on the four elephants and leave here quickly.
"A herbal pill, is the genius doctor just sending us away indiscriminately?"
Some people were full of doubts, thinking that Jimo had no intention of treating them.
The herbal pills are the size of a finger, and the craftsmanship is rough and unremarkable. Apart from exuding a vague medicinal fragrance, it seems to have nothing to do with the pill.
"Hmph, for a doctor of this level, the price of outpatient visits is too high for us to afford. How could he condescend to treat us, just for the sake of reputation, and use some worthless grass balls to prevaricate us."
Someone was so annoyed that he threw the pill in his hand on the ground, and stepped on it until it was smashed to pieces.
He doesn't think this kind of junk can cure diseases.
"That's right, the key to treating a disease is to prescribe the right medicine to the case. He gave us the same pills, and he has bad intentions."
Many people were so angry that they also trampled the pills to pieces.
"You talk nonsense and don't understand good people. Mr. is not such a person at all."
The young woman couldn't stand these people humiliating Jimo, and tried her best to refute.
Ji Mo stood up for her and healed her child for free. With such a bodhisattva heart, how could these people who don't know what to do and what to do not do good and evil to tarnish their reputation.
"I believe in miracle doctors."
Some people swallowed the pills directly and supported Jimo with actions.
After a while, Xiamang surged on his body, and life essence gushed out, and the stubborn illness that had plagued him for many years was quickly completely eliminated.
Living facts have proved that this humble herbal pill has amazing medicinal effects.
The others were extremely excited and swallowed the herbal pills one after another, and the lesions on their bodies slowly disappeared.
"The medicinal properties of this herbal pill are probably no worse than the Jiuzhuan elixir!"
Someone who knows how to make such a judgment.
Everyone was in an uproar, and they casually handed out so many herbal pills that were comparable to the Nine-Turn Elixir. This kind of generosity is really too arrogant!
The genius doctor is indeed a living Bodhisattva. After the incident, he brushed off his clothes and hid his achievements and fame so deeply that he didn't even leave a name.
And those who trampled the herbal pills, their intestines were green with regret, and they wished to slap their mouths.
They treated the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and finally suffered retribution and harmed themselves. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com