Chapter 682

The people of Jirentang discussed in a panic.

Tang Mingsong said anxiously: "Physicians! Can you listen to me finish before making a decision? White Lead Disease is not contagious. As long as you can cure my brother's illness, I am willing to pay the price!"

"Little brother, you are joking with your life with us!"

"That's right! People like you don't understand the severity of White Lead Disease at all! Hurry up and take your brother away!"

Numerous physicians looked at Luo with great disgust, as if Luo were the most trashy thing in the world!

Tang Mingsong felt very uncomfortable in his heart; how did he encounter such a situation.

Luo ran out even more sadly. The discrimination against him in this world had always existed. Wasn't it just that he had White Lead Disease?

Tang Mingsong directly set fire to Jirentang, and the soaring flames illuminated half the sky.

The fire in Jirentang burned for three or four hours before it went out, and all the medicinal herbs in Jirentang were destroyed!

And Tang Mingsong caught up with Luo and apologized: "I'm sorry, Luo, the medical clinic I found was full of quacks!"

"I didn't blame you." Luo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said. He was still very sad now.

"I will cure you." Tang Mingsong patted Luo on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Thank you." Luo lowered his head.

Luo felt a long-lost warmth from Tang Mingsong, a kind of care that asked for nothing in return, which made Luo very happy. He even hoped that this feeling could last forever.

"Stinky little ghost, I'll take you to other towns to continue looking for famous doctors! I don't believe there is really no one in this world who can save you!" Tang Mingsong looked at Luo and said.

Luo shook his head and said: "No need."

"Don't you want to cure your body anymore?" Tang Mingsong asked in surprise. He didn't understand why Luo refused him.

"You saw it too. The prejudice of this world against me is too great. Every time I see those doctors refuse to treat me, the pain in my heart is a thousand times, ten thousand times more painful than death!"

Luo's gaze gradually turned cold.

He had tried to change it, but it was useless because he was an alien, and he could not integrate into normal crowds in this world.

Tang Mingsong rubbed Luo's hair: "I'm sorry, it was my impulsiveness that put you in such a situation. I will do my best to protect you and not let others bully you. Can you believe me?"

"Mm, I believe." Luo answered earnestly, then added: "But I don't want to implicate you."

"You won't drag me down!" Tang Mingsong said affirmatively.

Tang Mingsong took Luo to continue searching for famous doctors all over the world.

But those doctors, once they saw the white-spotted body on Luo, would have an expression of extreme terror!

Numerous famous doctors avoided Luo's body, dodging as if it were a plague.

Tang Mingsong glared at them angrily: "How can you, as doctors, see death and not save it? Where is the medical ethics in your hearts!"

"Hmph, who dares to treat this kind of White Lead Disease?" An older physician said with disdain: "Hurry up and send that child away, otherwise I will go to the government to report you immediately!"

Tang Mingsong was furious. These quacks!

He clenched his fists with hatred. He wanted to kill!

Suddenly he looked outside the medical clinic, and a cavalry team was galloping over.

A gloomy light flashed in Tang Mingsong's eyes. These cavalrymen actually found this place?

Could it be just to arrest Luo, this patient with White Lead Disease?

"Hurry! We must leave here as soon as possible!" Tang Mingsong grabbed Luo from the ground, carried him on his shoulder, and then ran quickly out of the medical clinic and dived into the street alley.

The sound of horse hooves echoed through the entire street.

"Quick, stop that man in front!"

Jujube-red horses galloped forward quickly, and the knights on horseback were all spirited and heroic.

"Stop!"

"Put down that child, and I will spare your life!"

"If you don't put him down, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Tang Mingsong looked at the enemy troops getting closer and closer, so he had to activate his ability to deprive them of their hearing.

People are extremely vulnerable when they suddenly lose their hearing.

Tang Mingsong grabbed Luo and ran wildly, leaving those knights behind.

Finally, in a hidden alley, Tang Mingsong hid Luo deep in the alley.

Tang Mingsong squatted on the ground, panting heavily: "Luo, do you know? Before, in order to keep you from colluding with Tang Tang Tang Mingge and the others, I even went as far as to use fists and kicks on you every day!"

"Ever since I heard about your tragic encounter, I have been determined to help you, but today I finally got my wish."

Luo looked at Tang Mingsong sluggishly, as if he didn't believe that the words just now were said by Tang Mingsong.

Tang Mingsong showed a very warm smile: "When you stabbed me with a knife, I didn't feel pain. On the contrary, I could feel your pain from it. A child not even ten years old, yet suffering so many hardships, it's really pitiful."

"No matter the result, I will do my best to save your life!"

[Heaven, what a gentle man this is. No wonder Luo would crazily take revenge on Tang Tang Tang Mingge for Tang Mingsong's death later!]

[This guy really brought redemption to Luo's tragic childhood.]

[Unfortunately, such an angelic figure still couldn't escape the fate of being killed.]

Tang Mingsong slowly reached out and touched Luo's cheek, sighing softly: "Even if I go bankrupt, I will save you!"

After Tang Mingsong finished speaking, he took Luo and continued his journey to find a famous doctor.

Half a year later.

Tang Mingsong and Luo finally found a divine doctor at the national level.

This divine doctor was silent for a long time after learning about Luo's condition, then said two words: "Impossible!"

This time, not only was Tang Mingsong's heart broken, but even Luo's heart was broken.

"Don't torture me anymore, this is simply impossible to cure." Luo lay on the bed, his face full of decadence.

"Luo, don't give up hope!"

"You don't understand!" Luo closed his eyes helplessly: "There is simply no doctor in this world who can cure me."

Tang Mingsong insisted persistently: "We have to try after all!"

Luo could already feel that the vitality in his body was slowly passing away. He didn't know how long he could live; maybe he would die tomorrow morning.

Under Tang Mingsong's repeated persuasion, Luo finally nodded in agreement, although this was likely the last time he would see the sun.

"Tang Mingsong? I didn't expect you to be here!"

At this time, Tang Tang Tang Mingge's sound transmission came over.

"Bad, I've been discovered!" Tang Mingsong secretly thought it was bad.

"Tang Mingsong, in the half year you and Luo have been gone without a word, have you found a famous doctor to save Luo's illness?" Tang Tang Tang Mingge asked.

Tang Mingsong gave Luo a look, signaling Luo to answer.

Luo looked at the look Tang Mingsong gave him and was stunned for a moment: "No."

"Luo? I haven't been in touch with you for half a year, your voice seems even weaker."

"Yes, Boss, I'm afraid I will..."

"Hehe, Luo, don't belittle yourself. Do you know that during the time you disappeared, our gang was also looking for medicine that could cure your illness.

Now I have indeed found something that can cure you, an ancient secret manual called "Ghost Cry Cutting Technique", and those who practice it can transform a person's body at will."

"What?!" Tang Mingsong was shocked: "Ghost Cry Cutting Technique?!"

This secret manual once shocked the entire martial arts world and was an ancient secret manual that made people tremble with fear!

There is even a legend that martial artists who use the "Ghost Cry Cutting Technique" can make people immortal.

"Tang Mingsong, bring Luo back! Our gang members will all help Luo treat his injuries, so you can rest assured."

After Tang Tang Tang Mingge finished speaking, he cut off the sound transmission.

"Haha, Luo, did you hear that? You can recover your health!" Tang Mingsong said excitedly: "Your illness can be saved!"

"Yes, Mr. Tang Mingsong!" Luo also appeared excited!"

Tang Mingsong shook his head: "Luo, you don't need to thank me, because I like you myself! So all of this is worth it! But we can never return to the Tang Gang again. My identity has probably been discovered by Tang Tang Tang Mingge!

If we go back like this, Tang Tang Tang Mingge will not only not give you the "Ghost Cry Cutting Technique", but will also kill both of us!"

"What should we do now?" Luo looked at Tang Mingsong with some confusion.

Tang Mingsong clenched his fists and lowered his head: "Perhaps we can only walk ahead of Tang Tang Tang Mingge and snatch that "Ghost Cry Cutting Technique"!"

Tang Mingsong pulled Luo's wrist and prepared to leave: "Luo, let's go!"

"Mm!"

The two of them, according to the information provided by Tang Tang Tang Mingge, came to the gathering place of those martial artists who possessed the "Ghost Cry Cutting Technique".

Tang Mingsong and Luo hid in a corner, carefully watching the situation around them.

"You say, does that "Ghost Cry Cutting Technique" really exist?" a thin and tall young man asked.