Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"You mean that drunkard?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Bai Yi felt that this person was a little strange.

Obviously, it hasn't been two days since he arrived, why he feels that he knows many things in Wuyuan.

"...Listen to Xiao Ai."

"Oh." Bai Yi nodded and continued: "Although he is called a drunkard, he rarely gets drunk. He learned medical skills from his master since he was a child, and he is even better than many old doctors in large regular hospitals."

"The qualifications are really good, I can point him to one or two next time I meet."

After all, he also saved his life. If his status was not suitable, he could consider accepting him as a disciple.

But the problem of drinking can be corrected.

When I saw him for the last time, he could see that the alcoholic had a problem with his body and his liver, spleen and lungs.

Without saying hello, I suddenly went back to my hometown. Maybe I was going to treat myself. I didn't tell Tsing Yi that they probably didn't want them to worry.

Feng Litan was really right, but the drunkard's situation was far worse than he thought.

Feeling the gaze of the white shirt next to him fell on his face, Feng Lidan tilted his head and looked at him.

"what happened?"

What kind of look in this kid?

"Hehe..." Bai Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled perfunctorily, and then said: "I can't see it, you look at it like this... an elegant and deep person, who is quite professional in blowing cowhide. "

"What do you mean by this?" Feng Lidan lightly raised his eyebrows.

"I also pointed out the alcoholic one or two. Why don't you say that Huatuo Bianque is alive? You can consider accepting them as disciples and let them call you a master. If you dare to speak such big words, you are not afraid that the alcoholic will take you to the operating room for anatomy. Now." Bai Yi made a knife gesture.

Feng Li smiled and didn't care.

"Why, the cowhide blows too much, there is nothing to say?"

"What else to say?"

"Of course you are wrong, you shouldn't brag, let me tell you, the alcoholic saved Xiao Bai's life."

"Yes, I'm wrong, I shouldn't brag." Feng Lidan responded to Bai Yi with a good temper, and didn't argue with him.

"Cut, I think you're still a bit dissatisfied."

"Hey you kid, how come I always feel that you don't like me."

"How come, you look so pleasing to the eye, how can you not pleasing to the eye." Bai Yi curled his lips.

"It's you, you don't seem to be older than me, what kind of deep pretence you are, you call me a kid, and sometimes you speak quietly."

Feng Litan looked at the white clothes that kept his mouth open, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more obvious, even his eyes were stained with smile.

I thought if I told you that the king of medicine is 1,300 years old, would you jump straight?

Feng Litan thinks that the picture is funny.

"Ah……"

"What are you laughing at?" The white robe smiled inexplicably, a little strange.

"It's okay." Feng Lidan narrowed the smile on his face a little.

"If you want to be so good, you have the ability to get the second young master's leg doctor." Bai Yi said casually.

"Second Young Master? Who?"

Why did you run out of a surnamed Jun again.

"The third cousin, the second young master of the Jun family, is born with leg problems. He has been sitting in a wheelchair for more than 20 years. Since I was a child, I don't know how much medicine I have taken, and how much toss he has suffered. Shrugged and said, unavoidably a little sympathetic and distressed.

"The bastard's brother? Don't save it." Feng Lidan said that he didn't waste his leisure time.

"Cut~"

Bai Yi didn't expect Feng Lidan, who looked unreliable, to be better than alcoholic, so he didn't bother to say it was useless.