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"What are you staring at?" Song Xingji is not a good-tempered person, he snorted coldly: "You are so powerful, why don't you go for surgery!"

It was the first time for Wen Zixi to be so insulted in person, pointing at him, her face flushed red, she was so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time: "You...you..."

"What are you, if you can do it, do it, if you can't do it, don't beep!" Song Xingji's mouth was very poisonous.

Wen Zixi only felt that his chest was congested one after another, a mouthful of blood was choked in his throat, his eyes flashed with anger, his fingers had already been pinched into a tactic, and he was going to teach him a lesson in force if he was going to fail.

He is nothing more than an ant in the secular world. If he dares to talk to her like that, he should be damned!

Fu Hanyu's gaze then fell on her body, cold, cold, with a murderous aura that looked down on all beings.

"Sister." Wen Zining looked over and felt shuddering, quickly pulled her back, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, my sister is just too worried, she just has a bit of a temper, she has no malicious intentions."

The man in the wheelchair, Dr. Song's boyfriend, was too vigilant, too sharp, and his gaze was too scary. He must be someone from the hidden door.

"Hmph." Song Xingji snorted coldly, sat down, and said to Song Ze: "Zebao, when your mommy comes out, we have to talk to her carefully, don't accept anyone's surgery, some people, you helped them , people still bite Lu Dongbin like a dog and don't know a good heart!"

"Little uncle is right." Song Ze followed suit: "We save, and we also save those who know how to be grateful."

Listening to what they said, Wen Zining blushed a little bit ashamed, she agreed to let someone do the operation, she pulled Wen Zixi aside, and said: "Sister, I signed the consent form for the operation, since I choose to let her have the operation, I believe her .”

"You can't wait any longer. My sister has asked someone to look for it. We will definitely find a better doctor to perform surgery on Liang Qian." Wen Zixi looked like he hated iron for being weak.

"Uncle Du said that she is a very powerful doctor in the secular world. She just had an operation this afternoon, and the injuries were worse than Liang Qian's. The operation was very successful." Wen Zining's voice was a little hoarse, and he continued: "This is the top After consulting with the experts, they said that the sooner the operation is performed, the better the recovery will be in the future, and if it is too late, the postoperative recovery will be very pessimistic."

"I know, now that the operation has been done, there is no point in regretting it." Wen Zixi sighed again, and when he looked at Song Xingji and the others from the corner of his eye, there was still a flash of obvious displeasure and disdain.

Wen Zining nodded, and asked again: "Sister, did you find any clues for the very powerful alchemist you said you were looking for?"

Wen Zixi said: "The clues have been found. The person who can refine the Purple Spirit Pill is definitely some alchemy master from our hidden sect. If we can find him, Liang Qian's injury will definitely be healed."

when they talk.

The sound is not particularly small.

Song Ze, who was straining his ears, heard the Purple Spirit Pill, curled his lips, jumped off the bench, and ran over to whisper to Fu Hanyu: "Third Uncle, the Purple Spirit Pill is a medicine made by my mommy. "

Song Xingji saw the little guy running to kiss Fu Hanyu, and felt a little upset in an instant, so he also got up and followed him: "What are you talking about? I can't listen?"

Song Ze shook his little head and looked at him with a smile. He looked cute and cute, and stretched out two thumbs to him: "Little uncle, I said you look so handsome when you vent your anger on Mommy."

Song Xingji knew that he must not be telling the truth, just to make him happy, but he was really happy, proudly raised his chin slightly, pretending to be cool: "It's okay!"

When Wen Zining and Wen Zixi saw the movement on their side, they stopped talking and started to transmit voices secretly.

Wen Zixi said: "My people, inquired about some news on the black market, the mysterious alchemist who had sold the Purple Spirit Pill was looking for two herbal medicines, Snow Bone Ginseng and Dragon Heart Nine-leaf Zhi.

I have already sent someone back to the Yinmen to get the herbal medicine, and I will definitely be back within two days. Then I will find the alchemist and ask her to come out of the mountain to give Liang Qian follow-up treatment. "

These two medicines, in the secular world, even the rich cannot buy rare medicinal materials.

But in the Yinmen, the herbs are really not particularly hard to get.

Because of the good effect of repairing and healing, some big families and big sects have stocks.

Wen Zining was a little strange: "Sister, you said that she is very good at alchemy, and you guessed that she is a great alchemist in Yinmen, so why is she short of snow bone ginseng and dragon heart nine leaves?"

People in the Yinmen, especially alchemists of this level, come to ask her to refine medicines with priceless and rare herbs. How can they lack this kind of herbs that are not particularly precious in the Yinmen? ?

"It's hard to say, and you know that alchemists have weird tempers." Wen Zixi has already confirmed her identity in her heart, and she is definitely a big boss from the Yinmen: "When we get the herbs, go When making an exchange with her, ask for a face-to-face exchange to see if we can see her, we must make friends with her."

If such a master of alchemy can win over the Wen family, it will be of great benefit to the future development of the family.

They are two sisters, whispering.

Song Xingji was bored playing games with Song Ze.

Fu Hanyu has been sitting quietly, looking in the direction of the operating room.

in the hallway.

quiet down.

Until the door of the operating room opens.

Wen Zining immediately went up to meet him, and asked eagerly, "Doctor Song, how is Liang Qian?"

Song Yudao: "The operation was successful, and the person is out of danger."

Wen Zining wept with joy, and let go of her heart that had been hanging all the time, and quickly thanked her: "Doctor Song, thank you so much."

Wen Zixi couldn't see her face, but could only see her bright black eyes and hear her voice. Judging from this, she was at most about 20 years old. She was surprised and couldn't help but look at her twice.

Wen Zining introduced to her: "Sister, this is Doctor Song."

She didn't tell her sister about the deal she agreed to do with them, for fear of causing trouble and getting her sister involved.

Wen Zixi said politely: "Thank you, Doctor Song."

In the secular world, is there such a powerful genius doctor?

As a heart surgeon, she is really too young.

"This is what I should do." After Song Yu finished speaking, he nodded slightly at them and walked away.

Dean Du Yu took Wu Yin and began to tell them in detail about the situation during the operation and the postoperative situation of the patient.

But on Song Yu's side, he only took two steps.

Behind.

There was a man who was clean and clear, but with an indescribably coquettish voice: "Doctor Song."