Counterattack life dressed as a brother

Zhang Jingyang followed Ou Moran and went to the back room. Zhang Guyuan also asked to follow, but was stopped, "This young master should wait here."

"What do you mean? Why can't I follow in?" Zhang Guyuan said coldly.

Ou Moran, who was pushed in a wheelchair by the servants, smiled slightly, "Master, Jingyang just went in with me to see the patient, nothing will happen, so don't worry."

Zhang Guyuan asked back when he heard it. "But why can't I go in?"

Ou Moran was not smiling, he didn't answer, but glanced at Zhang Jingyang.Zhang Jingyang frowned slightly, "Yuanzi, you stay here first."

"Yangyang..."

"It's okay." After speaking, she comforted him with her eyes and motioned him to listen to her words.

Facing Zhang Jingyang's request, Zhang Guyuan gritted his teeth and agreed, looked at Ou Moran who was in a wheelchair, and smiled honestly, but his eyes became even more hostile.

Ou Moran felt it, raised her head and smiled at him.The alluring smile made Zhang Guyuan feel very hateful.On the contrary, Zhang Jingyang glanced admiringly.Seeing this made Zhang Guyuan feel a little bad.

A man looks like a woman brother, with such a disgusting smile, if he is not afraid of scaring Yang Yang, he must make gestures with this man.Whether he is crippled or not.

After the two of them entered, Zhang Guyuan didn't go to the next room to rest at the housekeeper's request. He kept staring at the door, as if he would rush in whenever Zhang Jingyang made any movement.

After entering, seeing the person on the bed, Zhang Jingyang couldn't help but look around, and saw a man in purple clothes lying on the bed, just lying on the bed without a quilt.With black and vertical hair, slanted and straight eyebrows, sharp outlines, and a tall and slender figure that doesn't look rough, the man on the bed opened his eyes.Slender and sharp black eyes, he pursed his lower lip lightly like an eagle in the dark night, cold and arrogant, his dark and deep ice eyes made him wild and uninhibited.

When he saw the person behind Zhang Jingyang, his expression softened, "Mo Ran..."

Ou Moran nodded slightly, "Fifth Young Master, this is the doctor I found for you, please bear with me first, Jingyang, go up and have a look."

After listening to Ou Moran's words, the fifth son was also Jun Qihao, so he turned his attention to Zhang Jingyang, and frowned slightly when he found out that the doctor Mo Ran had found for him was a brother.But in order not to embarrass Mo Ran, he acquiesced to Zhang Jingyang's contact.

After taking the pulse, Zhang Jingyang looked at the person on the bed, and said, "Pull down your clothes, let me see the wound."

"Can't you feel the pulse? Just look at the wound, you are a brother..." Before he could say the rest, Zhang Jingyang blocked his voice with a silver needle, "Since the patient doesn't cooperate, I can only Use this method." He said this to Ou Moran.

Ou Moran acquiesced to Zhang Jingyang's method.Zhang Jingran turned his head and cut Jun Qihao's clothes open with a knife. When he saw some blackened blood, he pretended to take out a bottle of medicine from his cuff, and it was on the wound.

Jun Qihao's eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out on his head. If he could speak now, he would probably be able to roar.It hurts, much more than when he was stabbed by the sword.

Seeing his behavior, Zhang Jingyang smiled slightly at him, well, he did it on purpose.In the distance, Ou Moran held the hand of the wheelchair and shook it slightly.After all, he still didn't speak.

After about 5 minutes, Zhang Jingyang said, "Have someone get a basin of warm water and some clean cloths."

"Xu Sheng."

"Yes, this subordinate will go now." Xu Sheng who had been pushing him walked out.

After a while, he came over with a basin and cloth. "Master Zhang..."

"Put it in the ground here." Last night, I took a clean cloth and dipped it in a little warm water, lightly sprinkled the powder on the wound and wiped off the stains that were raised, tsk tsk tsk, it's really deep.

He pretended to take something out of his cuff again, got out a little of the box of medical needles and thread in the space, and began to sew him up without anesthesia.

The more Jun Qihao couldn't move, the stronger his senses became. He strongly felt the needle and thread passing through his body. At this moment, he felt like a piece of rag.

Ou Moran was also stunned for a moment, and finally thought of something, and the anticipation in his eyes was even more.With a long-lost suture, it appears that his leg may indeed be healed.

After sewing up the wounds, Zhang Jingyang wrote a prescription and handed it to Ou Moran, "The one on the bed should be fine, remember the taboo and let him eat it for a while, light rice porridge will do, in another 15 days I will come."

"Then please trouble Jingyang." He smiled again as he spoke.

Seeing this smile, Zhang Jingyang frowned and approached his ear softly, "Don't laugh if you don't want to, or you will waste this beautiful face."

Ou Moran's whole body froze, and just as he was about to ease his emotions, he smiled, and then these words floated up again, looking at Zhang Jingyang who had already taken over as if nothing had happened, full of helplessness.

He was used to the smile on his face.Or was it the first time someone had told him that?Don't laugh if you don't want to.Hehe, you have to know how many people in the capital want to buy him a smile.Moreover, when a brother praises a man for his beauty, it is easy for people to misunderstand that he has feelings for him.

Of course, Zhang Jingyang's eyes were clear. When he looked at him, he had nothing but admiration for beauty.

Zhang Jingyang, who was about to leave, suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and said to Ou Moran, "I'm going to prepare again today. You go back to your room first, and I'll give you a few needles."

What's the meaning?Ou Moran didn't dare to guess the meaning of these words, fearing that it would be nothing in the end.But Zhang Jingyang still caught the doubt in his eyes, "Don't forget, my goal is to take care of your legs, okay, it's what you think, now I have a method to try, but will it work? I can't guarantee it, and you don't have too much hope."

"Well...it's okay, I've been used to it for so many years anyway." Ou Moran smiled and stared at Zhang Jingyang with trust in his eyes, which made Zhang Jingyang a little unaccustomed.

Xu Sheng, who was standing behind his master, heard the conversation between the two of them, his eyes were full of excitement.Is there really hope for his master to stand up?

Jun Qihao on the bed still couldn't move, but his eyes caught sight of Zhang Jingyang approaching Ou Moran's ear.That intimate and ambiguous moment made his eyes bloodshot, and he felt like wanting to kill someone.

As if feeling something was wrong, Ou Moran looked at the bed, saw the expression of the person on the bed, and couldn't help but smile.