The Urban Medical Martial Immortal-Chapter 1494 - 1487: What an Appetite

Loon Dewang’s sudden action stunned everyone in the room.

Is there hope?

But right now, which senior could it be?

And being addressed as senior by Loon Dewang, what kind of person is that!

Is there such an existence in Baiziwan?!

He Man looked in astonishment at Loon Dewang as he excitedly ran out, then turned and exchanged a glance with Mo Chen.

"Senior Mo, which senior is Master Loon referring to?"

After thinking for a while, He Man still couldn’t figure out which medical expert had been invited to the estate before, so he couldn’t help but ask Mo Chen.

Mo Chen frowned, pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

For someone to be addressed as senior by Loon Dewang, they must be at least on par with a National Master of Chinese Medicine like Doctor Jiang Qianyu!

But it seems Tian Zhen previously invited Doctor Jiang Qianyu, but for some unknown reason, he didn’t come.

"Vice Chairman Tian, are there other National Masters of Chinese Medicine who have arrived? Or did you invite one of Huaxia’s three National Masters of Chinese Medicine?"

Mo Chen put on a serious face and quickly looked at Tian Zhen on the side.

However.

Tian Zhen and the other two across were also dumbfounded.

They all had a somewhat unpleasant expression on their faces.

"Besides you, Senior Mo, it’s only Master Loon! As for the three National Masters of Chinese Medicine, they’re really hard to invite!"

Tian Zhen replied with a slightly sullen face and furrowed brows.

"Ah... Who else but Master Loon could be so excited, it might really be that another medical expert came uninvited! I’ll go check it out!"

He Man exclaimed, his face filled with both tension and excitement. He glanced at his unconscious grandfather, gritted his teeth, and turned to run out.

Now.

All he thought about was quickly bringing over the senior Master Loon mentioned and getting his grandfather treated!

Mo Chen hesitated for a moment, then also started walking out.

Inside the room.

Tian Zhen, Tian Weiyuan, and Muu Ye’s expressions instantly turned gloomy.

"Dad, why don’t we just..."

Tian Weiyuan’s eyes glinted viciously as he looked at Tian Zhen, nodded towards He Wu on the bed, and made a throat-slitting gesture with his hand.

Seeing this, Tian Zhen and Muu Ye’s expressions changed.

Their faces were serious, and they glanced warily at the unconscious He Wu on the bed, being very cautious.

"No way!"

Tian Zhen shook his head forcefully and said in a deep voice, "If you do this, do you think it will be clean and tidy? Others aren’t fools! Besides, if things get exposed, how can we control the whole Baiziwan? He Wu’s prestige in Baiziwan has been unmatched over the years, and he has gathered a lot of die-hard followers! So... even if things don’t work out now, we can’t rush it!"

Hearing this, Tian Weiyuan gritted his teeth, suppressing his impulse.

Muu Ye nodded in agreement from the side.

To achieve great things, one must be patient and have enough composure!

"Weiyuan, keep your cool!"

Finally, Muu Ye couldn’t help but remind Tian Weiyuan.

Compared to his father Tian Zhen, Tian Weiyuan was still too young and prone to impulsiveness.

"The current situation is somewhat unfavorable. But the medicine I provided, even if a National Master of Chinese Medicine were to come, they could at most find some clues, but it is impossible to cure He Wu! Others would only harbor suspicions at most! However, that young man in the hall earlier, who is he? He could tell there was a problem with the Blood Dragon Ginseng!"

Muu Ye spoke again and continued, "Chairman Tian, we should also go out and see how things are! He Wu cannot be saved now! Even if a National Master of Chinese Medicine arrives, they can at most suppress it and delay things a little! Moreover, we have experts from higher places assisting us. When the time truly comes, who would dare obstruct us?"

After listening to this, Tian Zhen nodded solemnly and said, "Let’s go see!"

The three of them walked out of the room together, heading towards the front hall.

Soon, the three caught up with He Man and Mo Chen.

At the hall.

Loon Dewang, somewhat unsteady on his feet, had just arrived, and as soon as he entered, he looked around.

Seeing his arrival, Wang Jiahe and others in the hall dared not slack off and quickly greeted him.

But with their constant flattery.

He could only respond with a wry smile and a nod.

With no other options, Loon Dewang turned, saw He Man approaching, and quickly said, "Miss He, where is he? Where is he?"

"Ah... Master Loon, who are you looking for? Did some senior come by? Weren’t you going out to meet that senior just now?"

He Man came out, still quite excited, but also a bit confused.

"No... It was the senior who just tried to stop you from using the medicine... It was that young man!"

Loon Dewang quickly told He Man, while impatiently telling the people flattering him, "Everyone, step aside!"

That young man just now?

Lin Tian?

He Man’s eyes widened, finding it hard to associate the senior Loon Dewang was referring to with Lin Tian.

But there was no time to think about it now, so he quickly glanced around and finally saw Lin Tian leisurely drinking tea at a table in a corner.

"Master Loon, do you mean him?"

He Man quickly came up to assist Loon Dewang, pointing to Lin Tian sitting in the corner, and said with her lips pursed.

Loon Dewang followed her direction, his eyes lighting up upon seeing Lin Tian, and walked over excitedly.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

The three who came out behind, Tian Zhen and the others, frowned, and their gazes involuntarily fell on Lin Tian again, constantly scrutinizing him.

"Master Loon, don’t get too excited!"

He Man was frightened seeing Loon Dewang walking fast, as if he were a child, wobbling, and she quickly ran up to support him.

If Loon Dewang fell, it wouldn’t be a small matter; Baiziwan could hardly bear the responsibility.

Other forces might even capitalize on this to attack.

Which would be a constant trouble for Baiziwan.

After steadying Loon Dewang, He Man quickly said to Lin Tian in a deep voice, "Lin Tian, Master Loon is looking for you, hurry over!"

Saying that.

He Man glanced at Loon Dewang again.

"Master Loon, can my grandfather be cured? What about the senior you mentioned?"

But Lin Tian raised his head, ignoring He Man’s words, instead looking at Loon Dewang in surprise.

Loon Dewang also ignored He Man’s words, instead freeing his hand from hers and walking quickly forward.

"Loon Dewang greets the senior!"

Loon Dewang walked up to Lin Tian, cupped his fist, and spoke respectfully.

What!

Such a scene left everyone present dumbfounded.

He Man, Mo Chen, and Tian Zhen all widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Old Man Loon, aren’t you supposed to be inside treating He Wu? Why are you here?"

Lin Tian glanced at Loon Dewang, then said, "Also, call me Mr. Lin!"

"Yes, Mr. Lin!"

Loon Dewang quickly corrected himself, replying, "But... for some reason, He Wu’s Essence Blood is almost depleted, and his vitality is nearly gone! I simply can’t bring him back! Please, senior, save him!"

"Hehe... I just stopped them from using the medicine, but they didn’t listen to me! Now, why are you asking me to treat him?"

Lin Tian chuckled lightly and said, "However, if Baiziwan is willing to pay a certain price, perhaps it’s not impossible!"

Hearing this, Loon Dewang couldn’t help but show great happiness.

Then he turned back and urgently said to He Man, "Miss He, quickly come and thank the senior! I believe your vast Baiziwan can surely satisfy the senior’s conditions!"

Senior?

Treatment?

Everyone was even more bewildered.

He Man stood there in a daze, with a face full of confusion.

But Lin Tian didn’t wait for He Man to respond, instead, he quickly extended a finger and said, "I just need some of the things from Baiziwan! Like all the Chinese Herbal Medicine treasures stored there!"

These words made Tian Zhen and the others’ expressions change dramatically.

"What a big appetite!"

Suddenly, a voice full of murderous intent came from outside, roaring like a wave, carrying a terrifying momentum, causing many present to change their expressions and almost lose their footing.

In the next moment.

A young man dressed in a cyan robe stepped in, his hand resting on the longsword at his waist. He stood tall and proud, with an air of cold arrogance on his face.