Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Li Mingcan's expression changed, realizing that his behavior was a bit deliberate?

Fang Ping spoke quickly: "Sister Yingzi and I have known each other since we were young. I just don't want her to get hurt..."

After the words fell, he winked at Zhao Kuo without leaving any trace.

Zhao Kuo understood and took a step forward.

He was grateful to Li Mingcan.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhao Kuo has always been a good student in the eyes of others. Under the education of his parents, he flies higher and higher, and enjoys the admiration of others more and more.

In order to become the object of envy, he desperately suppressed all distracting thoughts and devoted himself to medicine.

Eventually, he became a popular figure in the medical field.

But he didn't feel happy after getting these.

It wasn't until Li Mingcan hosted a banquet for him last night that he realized that life could be so colorful.

Even if he puts all this aside, he still wants to reveal Jiang Xiaochuan's true face.

Compared with the youth he had dedicated for twenty years, Jiang Xiaochuan was nothing. What qualifications did he have to sit on the chair of the Mu family?

"Boy, are you sure you are a doctor?"

Zhao Kuo looked at Jiang Xiaochuan with hostile eyes.

Feeling Zhao Kuo's undisguised hostility, Jiang Xiaochuan showed no weakness, "I am not only a doctor, but also a Chinese medicine practitioner. Do you have any objections?"

"...Chinese medicine?"

Zhao Kuo smiled. He really didn't expect Jiang Xiaochuan to be so thick-skinned.

He studied under Lu Qingfeng. He put a lot of effort into studying Chinese medicine, but he only dared to say that he had only scratched the surface and never dared to call himself a Chinese medicine practitioner.

As for the other party, he is just a wild boy, what qualifications do he have to say this.

"Master Mu, I can guarantee with my life that this boy is definitely a showman."

Zhao Kuo said firmly.

"It's none of your business whether I'm a show-off or not. If you have the ability, why don't you cure them?"

Jiang Xiaochuan retorted.

"you......"

Zhao Kuo was about to speak.

Suddenly a deep voice came from outside the house:

"I asked you, why did your boy become like a mother-in-law as soon as he arrived in Jinghai?"

While talking, two figures walked in one after the other.

Unlike in Stone Village, Wang Xiting changed into clean clothes and looked energetic.

In front of him stood an old woman with a dragon-headed cane.

This old woman has a majestic face and sharp eyes.

The traces of time are engraved on her face, and wrinkles are embedded in her skin, but her elegant temperament still cannot be concealed.

Her figure is tall and straight, and her dark blue robe looks solemn and mysterious.

Wearing a relic necklace strung with pearls around her neck, she was undoubtedly Mrs. Mu.

Seeing the person coming, Mu Zhenjiang perked up, as if he had found a backbone, and hurriedly greeted him: "Mother, why are you here?"

"It's rare for your Uncle Wang to come back. I asked him to accompany me to see his heroic figure."

While speaking, Mrs. Mu's eyes wandered from Jiang Xiaochuan to Zhao Kuo.

Unsure: "Which one of you two is the little miracle doctor?"

Hearing this, Zhao Kuo took two steps forward confidently, with a flattering tone in his voice, "Old lady, you are so complimentary. I only learned a little bit from my master. I am not worthy of being a miracle doctor..."

"Do you have a mentor?"

Mrs. Mu shook her head, "The person Xiting is talking about is not you."

Zhao Kuo's expression changed and he looked at Jiang Xiaochuan with cold eyes. He, a proud man of heaven, could not compare to a wild boy!

"Then the old lady is talking about the boy."

Jiang Xiaochuan took a step forward and said calmly.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's expression as usual, Mrs. Mu nodded secretly.

As arrogant as Li Mingcan was, he honestly lowered his head when he saw her figure.

Jiang Xiaochuan's character alone is enough to show that he is not an ordinary person.

"Let's go see Yingzi together."

Mrs. Mu nodded slightly, with an irresistible majesty in her tone.

Following her, a group of people walked into Mu Yingzi's boudoir.

Mu Yingzi's room is large, mainly white and light gray, and the whole house is bright and spacious.

The sunlight shines through the gauze windows and onto the soft bed, making it warm and comfortable.

But, somewhere where the sun doesn't shine, there lies a terminally ill ice beauty.

Her face was as pale as snow, without a trace of blood, which reminded people of the frost in winter.

Her eyelashes are long and dense, like two gently closed screens, isolating her from the world in her deep sleep.

The slender fingers rested on the sheets, revealing a poignant charm.

But even so, her expression was firm and arrogant, and she would not bow her head easily even in the face of death.

"Boy, this is my young lady. Let's see if there is a cure."

Wang Xiting Xiyi said.

"it is good."

Nodding in agreement, Jiang Xiaochuan walked over.

As soon as he reached the bedside, he smelled a faint smell of blood.

He couldn't help but ask: "What does Miss Mu eat on weekdays?"

The corners of Mu Zhenjiang's eyes trembled and he whispered: "Blood!"

"For nearly a month, my little girl couldn't eat anything when she woke up and could only drink blood."

Hearing this, a strange color flashed in Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes, he stopped making any sound and concentrated on taking his pulse.

After a moment, he frowned. From the pulse point of view, Mu Yingzi's pulse was not disordered at all, and it was stronger than the average person's.

Logically speaking, this should not happen.

Jiang Xiaochuan did not believe in evil and used his spiritual energy to check. After a few minutes, he still found no problem.

"strangeness!"

Putting away his spiritual energy, he slowly spit out two words.

At this moment, Mu Yingzi suddenly started shaking!

Seeing this, Mu Zhenjiang panicked. This situation had never happened before.

"how so!"

Mu Zhenjiang asked in a deep voice.

"Master Mu, I said before that this guy is a fake Chinese medicine doctor. I'm afraid I was wrong."

Zhao Kuo saw the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, so he added to the anger, "In my opinion, he is here for Miss Mu. You should send someone to arrest him!"

"Wonderful."

Afraid of being noticed, Li Mingcan couldn't speak out and screamed in his heart.

After Jiang Xiaochuan's troubles, maybe Mu Yingzi will die today.

Faced with the accusation, Jiang Xiaochuan turned a deaf ear and stared at Mu Yingzi with gleaming eyes.

Soon, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He rolled his eyes and looked at Zhao Kuo. It's just that Zhao Kuo didn't have any real talent and learning, and he was a bit jealous.

"When the patient wasn't sick, you didn't notice anything unusual. Now that he's sick, are you sure you won't step forward?"

Jiang Xiaochuan said disdainfully.

"You guys don't even think about tricking me."

Zhao Kuo snorted coldly and said deliberately: "I admit that I can't cure it, but can you cure it?"

"You're really right."

Nodding, Jiang Xiaochuan took out the silver needle he carried with him.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Zhao Kuo looked at Jiang Xiaochuan with mocking eyes.

After the silver needle was disinfected, it was inserted straight into Mu Yingzi's Baihui point.

Jiang Xiaochuan's strikes were quick, accurate and ruthless.

After one injection, Mu Yingzi stopped shaking immediately, and the effect was immediate.

Not only that, everyone noticed that some color slowly returned to her pale face.