Chapter 541： Self-cultivation (1/2)

Chapter 541 Self-cultivation

Everyone in the house looked at each other, what's the point of living like this?

Murongliang clenched his fists and said sternly: "Doctor, we can't take care of the future, please treat him first."

Doctor Zheng nodded, motioning for the women to go out, and the man to stay to help, and then began to join the bones.

It's just that the bone setting is something that ordinary people can endure. After a while, Murong Qi who was in a coma was woken up by the pain several times, and he was fainted by the pain several times.

When the doctor finished the bone graft, his throat was broken, and he had not eaten for a day and a night, so he no longer had the slightest strength, and finally passed out.

Murong Qi's screams were not small, and when he was carried back just now, he attracted the attention of many people, most of whom wanted to see his jokes, so at this time, a lot of people gathered at the gate of his house.

There were also many people who carried him down, and they all worked in Murong Lingran's house. Although they helped Zhuang Qinghe, it didn't mean they sympathized with him.

So as long as someone asks, they will tell what happened to Murong Qi.

It didn't take long for Murong Qi to roll down the cliff and stay for a day and a night, and the news of his injury spread throughout the village, but very few sympathized with him.

Of course, in the evening, the story of Murong Qi also spread to the dinner table of Murong Lingran's house.

Murong Zhe suddenly said when everyone was seventy percent full, "Your uncle's legs are broken, do you know?"

Murong Lingran took a sip of the hot soup and said calmly, "Really? How did it break?"