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                                第1987章
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                嗖!
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                吴药师二话不说,立刻提起若离的后衣领,把旧布放在了大石头上,然后再让她坐上去。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                一股热气传遍全身。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                若离很惊奇地看着吴药师,此人果然不简单,身上的汗珠再也不见,整个人轻松许多。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “这是什么宝贝?”若离惊奇地问道。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                吴药师淡淡地说道:“不过是一块三伏天暴晒过的旧布,它只是积蓄当时的能量,现在传递给你。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                陆曼曼坐在若离的旁边,听到吴药师的话,她也很好奇:“让我坐坐。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “千万别!”吴药师连忙阻止:“你的血气旺盛,而且刚刚吃了我的跌打丸,要是坐上去,说不定会吐血。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                陆曼曼立刻不敢动。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                吃过了跌打丸,身体上的痛疼立刻就消失不见,已经很相信他的本事,现在看见手上的青紫也消失不见,她立刻赞叹道。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “你真是个神医!”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “哼!他不配!”一个陌生的声音传过来,好像非常不屑的样子:“跟我完全没办法比,我才是真正的神医,你们心目中的偶像。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                三人同时一惊。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                不由自主地顺着声音看过去,发现石头后面躺着一个老乞丐,手里拿着一只鸡腿,头发像鸡窝一样。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                吴药师嘿嘿一笑:“怎么又是你?”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “那跌打药可是我的,你偷了我的配方,以为就可以当神医,简直就是做梦!”老乞丐翻身坐起来,翻着白眼说道。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                若离不相信。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                吴药师看上去是个正派人,根本就不像是个骗子,反而是这个老乞丐,沦落到乞讨为生,根本不可能是神医。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “你不要污蔑别人!”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “你就是个傻子!”老乞丐愤愤不平地说道:“龙肝可不是普通之物,等到你全部消化,恐怕性命不保。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                有这么严重?
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                若离有些忐忑不安,那个胖老板也说每次只能吃一点点,难道他说的是真的?
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                回头看着吴药师。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                吴药师脸色凝重,说话的声音变得更加的低沉:“可是龙肝能阻止她的哀老,我只是加了点三伏天的热气,带动他的胃动力有错吗?”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “你就是个混账!”老乞丐气得丢下了半个鸡腿:“龙肝是寒热的,你是要把她最后的阳气都蒸干,嫌她死的不够快,是吧?”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                若离看着陆曼曼。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                陆曼曼当然也不懂,只是很无力的耸肩膀,那跌打药真心不错,反正治好她身上的痛。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “跌打药究竟是谁的?”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “我的!”老乞丐和吴药师异口同声地说道。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                若离有些无可奈何。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                现在真的无法分辨他俩的真假,究竟谁才是厉害的神医?
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “我心里难受!”若离捂着胸口说道:“你们谁有好办法?”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                老乞丐冷哼一声:“你是装的,胸口根本不疼,而是肚子里有问题,龙肝已经发作,你等着受罪吧!”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “不会的!”吴药师很坚定的说道:“我这里有颗药丸,要你吞下去,立刻就能够舒服。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                若离两难:“我该听谁的?”

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