Exiled just after being married? I turned around and emptied the treasury to escape the famine

Jian Anan looked at Gu Moli like a fool.

"It's such a cold day, Mr. Gu is still fanning himself. I think you don't have a worm in your stomach, but in your brain."

After hearing this, Tang Mingxuan couldn't help covering his mouth with his sleeve and snickering.

Gu Moli didn't care and continued to fan the paper fan in his hand.

"Miss An An, do you still remember the scar on my forehead?

This is what you left on my face. The weather has turned cold these days, but my scar often feels numb and painful. "

Gu Moli said, raising his hand to touch the scar on his forehead.

He was not wrong. This scar has indeed been experiencing numbness and pain frequently since the weather turned cold.

He would take out a paper fan and fan it, hoping to make the numbness of the scar deeper.

He thought that only in this way would Jian Anan be willing to treat him.

But his idea soon came to nothing, and Jian Anan said: "You will end up like this, it is entirely your own fault."

Jian An'an said and ignored Gu Moli.

There were already many patients in the medical clinic. She was busy diagnosing the patients and did not even look at Gu Moli again.

Gu Moli has always been thick-skinned, and he has no intention of leaving because of this.

Instead, he sat on an empty chair and looked at Jian An'an leisurely.

When Jian Anan was carefully diagnosing the patient's pulse, the sunlight from outside the door filtered in and hit Jian Anan's face.

Her skin, which was like gelatin, was illuminated by the sunlight.

Gu Moli looked completely straight.

Until Jian Anan stood up and left, he never took his eyes away from Jian Anan.

After Jian Anan prepared the medicine for the patient, she said to Gu Moli coldly: "If you look at me one more time, I will blind your eyes with a silver needle."

Only then did Gu Moli come back to his senses. He smiled at Jian Anan, then stood up and strode out of the medical center.

Without Gu Moli, the God of Plague, Jian Anan felt at ease.

But Gu Moli didn't leave for long before he came back.

This time he was injured on his arm, and the blood had stained his sleeves red.

Gu Moli stumbled in, covering his wound.

Dong Zhong didn't know Gu Moli, but seeing that he was familiar with Jian Anan, he was injured again, so he hurriedly asked him to sit on the chair.

He originally wanted to give Gu Moli a hemostatic medicine, but Gu Moli refused.

"I only asked Miss An An to come to me for treatment."

Gu Moli finished speaking to Dong Zhong with an indifferent expression and looked towards Jian An'an.

At this time, Jian Anan had already diagnosed a patient's pulse.

He also told him that there was nothing serious in his body, he just suffered from some wind and cold, and he would be cured by taking some medicine for wind and cold.

Jian Anan turned around and saw Gu Moli back in the medical clinic.

She was about to scold Gu Moli when she saw that his face was pale and he looked like he had been poisoned.

Jian Anan saw Gu Moli covering the wound on his arm. The blood had turned into black blood and was flowing out from between his fingers.

Jian An'an was about to ask Tang Mingxuan to treat Gu Moli, but she heard Gu Moli said angrily: "Miss An'an, I have been poisoned, and only you can cure this poison."

Jian Anan rolled her eyes and asked Tang Mingxuan to check Gu Moli's pulse.

Tang Mingxuan came to Gu Moli and blocked his view of Jian An'an.

"Mr. Gu, let me diagnose and treat you first."

After Tang Mingxuan finished speaking, he took Gu Moli's wrist and diagnosed his pulse.

This review did not stop Moli from Tang Mingxuan. He was confident that Tang Mingxuan could not cure him.

After all, the poison and wounds were all caused by him.

And the poison he used could only be removed by Jian Anan.

After Tang Mingxuan checked his pulse for a while, he looked at Jian Anan with a troubled expression.