“Uh, Fatty was saying something about your imposing aura, he even said that His Majesty’s aura could also be felt from you, but decided to stop because the subject was too much of a taboo,” Jun Moxie quickly stepped in to smooth things over. Watching the poor Fatty’s pitiful figure, he estimated that Fatty would probably turn to stone from just another word by Grandpa Jun.
“What is so taboo about that subject? Do you need to be scared to such heights? This senior simply possess a grand and imposing aura, a heroic aura that would never fade, this is simply a fact!” Grandpa Jun looked at Tang Yuan with an expression of disdain and continued. “In the future, do not invite our Moxie to go to those shady places anymore. Back then, he became bad because he followed you all the time.”
“Ah?” Tang Yuan became shocked: Old Master, how could you flip right and wrong to such an extent? Back then, I was the one who followed your grandson and turned bad as a result…
Grandpa Jun snorted. In his heart, his own grandson was naturally a good grandson. As for all the disappointing things which happened back then, the main reason would naturally be due to this bad apple of a friend…
The two bodyguards came in and lifted up the two boxes. Tang Yuan then urgently said. “The second box…”
Jun Moxie started to sweat himself: Could it be that the items within the second box are even more unbearable than the first? Are you trying to get me killed…
Grandpa Jun waved his hand, commanding the men to carry away the two boxes of gifts away. Little Ke also went along with them. It was only then that the two of them let out a sigh of relief.
An old man with white hair and beard walked in; his face was one of kindness and harmony; he carried with him a small medical chest. Tang Yuan became shocked; he quickly bowed in a respectful manner and saluted. “Sir Fang.”
This Sir Fang was none other than the Chief of the Imperial Doctors, Fang Huisheng. Those within Tianxiang City also gave him a resounding nickname: Death Warding Fang! The meaning behind this name was that no matter how grievous one’s injuries may be, once the Imperial Doctor Fang treats that person, then that person will never die! This description towards him may have been exaggerated, however, his expertise within the field of medicine was indeed indisputable. If Huatuo** were to return to life, then he would probably be at this level.
In the past, Tang Yuan had fallen seriously ill and all the doctors within the capital were unable to cure him. During the most critical moment, this Sir Fang had appeared to treat him, saving him from the brink of death. Thus, Tang Yuan showed a great level of respect towards Sir Fang. After all, he was the one who saved his life.
Fang Huisheng nodded and gave a gentle smile. Without speaking, he sat on the bed and his hands grasped onto Jun Moxie’s wrist, feeling the pulse on his wrist. He carefully observed Jun Moxie’s complexion, pulling up his eyelids and asking him to extend his tongue out for observation.
It was at this moment that an idea suddenly popped into Jun Moxie’s mind.
Using his internal energies, he exerted control over the qi flow of his body. It suddenly moved, causing his meridians to pulse in a seemingly abnormal manner.
This method was something that this world has no knowledge of. Naturally, there was also no one who could detect this method.
Fang Huisheng’s face gradually turned serious. He had originally assumed that Jun Zhantian was simply making a mountain out of a molehill by dragging him here. However, after having checked this patient’s pulse, he suddenly realized that this youngster before him was in a truly terrible state!