The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Bai Yong smiled at the young man, "Naughty night, I'm bothering you."

The teenager shook his head hurriedly, "Don't bother, she's cute and well behaved."

Bai Yong agreed with this very much. Hearing someone praising his little great-granddaughter, Bai Yong couldn't help but feel happy, and the young man in front of him became more and more pleasing to the eye.

Just looking at it, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"You..." He took another look, "Did you come to Xuanhe House to seek medical treatment?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then paused and said, "You can say the same."

Bai Yong stroked his beard, shook his sleeve, and said, "Put out your hand, and I'll take the pulse."

The young man hesitated and did not move. Instead, A-Lin behind him urged anxiously, "Master, show the old gentleman..."

Bai Yong is a genius doctor, and he has always been arrogant and arrogant, especially now that people see doctors less, and his patience is not as good as before.

This time, he took the initiative to see a doctor, but the other party was still dawdling, and he was not happy at the moment.

"It's fine if you don't give it."

After saying that, he was going to take Wan Wan to leave. Who knew that the man named A Lin suddenly knelt down to Bai Yong with a 'bang', "Please stay, my young master is indeed here to seek medical treatment, he just has I was a little hesitant because of my concerns.”

He looked up at the young man, his eyes anxious.

The boy finally sighed secretly and let him get up.

Then he turned sideways and said to Bai Yong, "Also ask the old gentleman to come in and talk."

Bai Yong snorted softly, this time he was not happy.

Unexpectedly, his hand was pulled. As soon as he lowered his head, he heard Wan Wan say, "Grandpa, let's go in. Just now, my little brother said that he wanted to invite me to eat jerky. I'm sorry. But if you treat him. If I eat jerky, I won't be embarrassed."

Bai Yong, "..." You are really a clever little ghost.

But who told him to listen to the little girl, he took her little hand into the box without saying a word.

Alin breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door.

Bai Yong first hugged Wan Wan to the chair and sat down, and the young man pushed the jerky in front of her and said, "This jerky is a specialty of my hometown, you can try it."

Bai Yong glanced at it and muttered, "Can you bite?"

After getting Bai Yong's permission, Wanwan took one and put it in her mouth. Hearing the words, she immediately said, "It's crunchy, you can bite it, you can eat it too, great grandfather."

Bai Yong choked, turned his eyes away, and said inexplicably, "Okay, stretch out your hand, I'll take a look."

Bai Yong didn't have a pulse pillow on his body, but he didn't expect that Alin seemed to be prepared, and he didn't know where to find one.

Bai Yong's mouth twitched as he watched the young man roll up his sleeves and put it on the pulse pillow.

The young man is a little thin and his wrists are thin, but his muscles are tight, and he is probably a trainer.

Bai Yong glanced at it, then took it up and closed his eyes to feel it.

Before long, he frowned and retracted his hand.

"Poisoned."

"Yes." The boy nodded, "It's been three years."

Bai Yong felt a little pity, "But the detoxification was not very timely. Although the toxin was forced out, the root was not completely eliminated. Even if it won't kill you, it still happens occasionally, right?"

The young man was silent, the white genius doctor is indeed a white genius doctor.

Indeed, the poison he suffered was more complicated and not very easy to understand. Even if there are doctors with excellent medical skills around him, it is difficult to do if there are doctors without antidote.