"Boy Ling Xiao, I have seen Grand Marshal Qiu!" Ling Xiao looked up and gave a tribute to the old man. The unhappiness just now had disappeared without a trace. Facing this old man who had made countless contributions to the empire, it was really appropriate to maintain his due respect: "My father Ling Tianxiao often mentions Grand Marshal in front of the boy." Ling Xiao didn't say much, he believed that the old man would understand his feelings.

"Ling Tianxiao? Haha, that little guy, isn't he also a general now?" The old man showed a look of remembrance in his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Yutong, you are a very good student! He can resist my three-point pressure with the qualifications of a Tianmai. There is no second in the entire Imperial Academy, right?"

Shangguan Yutong nodded, looking at Ling Xiao with a little relieved look. No matter what, if someone knew that Ling Xiao had received such high praise from the old man living in seclusion in the Imperial Academy, he would probably die of jealousy.

If Ling Xiao wants to join the army, just relying on the words of Grandmaster Qiu, he will definitely be able to fight for ten years less! Even His Majesty the King of the present has to give Qiu Shuai three points of face, not to mention that Qiu Shuai’s son Qiu Jianhua is now known as the cradle of imperial talents and the dean of the Imperial Academy!

"Okay, I'm old and I always like nonsense." Old man Qiu Chen nodded at Ling Xiao: "Yutong said you know medical skills, so let me show it to the old man?"

Ling Xiao walked up and said to the old man without hesitation: "Can the Grand Marshal extend his wrist?"

"If I don't dislike it, just call me Grandpa Chen like Yutong. Don't call him Grandpa, I'm not the same as Dashen!" Qiu Chen said dismissively, and seemed to have completely taken the title of Grand Marshal.

Ling Xiao nodded, then stretched out his three fingers to put it on the old man's meridian. In fact, Ling Xiao roughly realized that the old man's legs should have had some strange disease. First, his muscle atrophy, but now it has extended to his meridians. When the meridians completely atrophy, even if he does not die, he will definitely be a useless person!

No matter how high his cultivation level was, once the meridians were not smooth, it would greatly limit people's abilities. Just like Wang Chao was just blocked on his arm, it greatly reduced his strength, not to mention that Qiu Chen's meridians on both legs had atrophy, and it was already a miracle that he could still maintain his current strength.

Moreover, once a disease like Qiu Chen develops is extremely painful, it will make people think that life is worse than death!

This is also one of the reasons why Ling Xiao respects this old man. Many times, dying is not a difficult thing. Instead, living with great pain requires strong perseverance.

"Grandpa Chen has been sick for many years, right?" Ling Xiao asked softly while feeling some of the situation in the old man's body.

Qiu Chen sighed, and a complex and unexplained look appeared on his old face, and he said, "Yes, it should be almost ten years!" Shangguan Yutong suddenly seemed to avoid suspicion, and chuckled, "Grandpa Chen, I'll make some of your favorite snacks, and you can chat slowly." As he said that, he turned around and retreated, and soon the voice of Shangguan Yutong and Uncle Fu came downstairs.

Qiu Chen said at this time: "Actually, I have seen many famous doctors for this disease, but I can't tell the reason. There is a palace imperial physician who is a fifth-level pharmacist. Only he said that I was poisoned, but he couldn't find out what poison it was. The other doctors said that I was causing it to be improper practice." Qiu Chen said, cursing: "Those quack doctors, my family's sword skills have been passed down for hundreds of years, and there has never been a problem. My son and grandson are also practicing, and it's okay. They just talk nonsense if they don't understand. Some people say that I have killed too many people and were punished. It's really his grandmother."

"Uh..." Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the expressionless old man in shock. He was still so aristocratic. If he hadn't heard it clearly just now, Ling Xiao really doubted whether there was something wrong with his ears. This was the real aristocrat! Ling Xiao exclaimed in his heart: Even swearing is so unique!

Qiu Chen's illness was not spread. In fact, it was only after he stepped down as the Imperial Marshal of the Army.

It sounds a bit incredible. It is normal for a powerful magic swordsman to live for more than 100 years. It makes people feel incredible when they are sick. How could they inexplicably get into this problem? No wonder someone speculates randomly.

Ling Xiao stood up at this time and said, "Although it's a little late, it's not without a way to rescue him."

"Huh?" Qiu Chen was stunned. The old man had no hope for this little baby at all. It was not that he looked down on Ling Xiao. It was really his age, a 14 or 15-year-old boy. Even if he started to study medicine in the womb, he was only 14 or 15 years old. Those old pharmacists with white-bearded hair had no choice. How could he treat it?

Besides, Ling Xiao is still the son of Ling Tianxiao's family. A noble family's son can resist such a strong pressure from him. He was already surprised that he actually said that he could cure his illness. Qiu Chen shook his head and laughed.

"Why, don't you believe it?" Ling Xiao said with a smile, and then briefly explained the symptoms of Qiu Chen's illness.

The old man finally showed a look of surprise on his calm face, but he nodded repeatedly because, what this little baby said... was simply right!

At this time, a low voice suddenly came from outside: "Boy, if you can cure your father's illness, I can follow you in everything in the Imperial Academy!" Following the voice, a middle-aged man in his forties walked in from outside. He was strong and calm, his face was full of majesty, and at this moment, he had a strong excitement in his eyes.

Shangguan Yutong, who was following the news, greeted respectfully: "Dean..."

"Tong Girl, this is the family, just call me Uncle Qiu!" The middle-aged man smiled gently at Shangguan Yutong, then looked at Ling Xiao with a burning look: "Do you really have a way to cure my father?"

Ling Xiao has known the legendary dean of the Imperial Academy for a long time. Not only did he know him, but he also said it was quite familiar, because Dean Qiu Jianhua had a good relationship with his father Ling Tianxiao. When Ling Xiao, a Tianzhi person, was able to study in the Imperial Academy, thanks to the help of Dean Qiu Jianhua. Otherwise, the Imperial Academy would not be able to accept him, even if he was the son of the general's family, it would not work.
Chapter completed!