Chapter 362 (2/2)
An old doctor staring at LAN Wenxuan suddenly said in a voice: ”Lord, our young man has a pretty face and a kind face. His eyes are clear and he has no intention of harming others. Please ask him to have a look!” LAN Wenxuan was stunned when he heard the words. In his heart, he said that there are also magic sticks in the world.
”Here!...” Ge Yan obviously still didn't believe in LAN Wenxuan, but the old doctor seemed to have some weight in his words, which made him hesitant. At this time, a voice came from inside calling: ”my Lord, it's not good, madam has vomited blood again...”
As soon as GE Yan's face changed, he turned and ran into the room. At this time, LAN Wenxuan said to the old doctor: ”thank you...” leaving two words, he quickly walked in.
The old man pondered for a while, turned around and followed him. LAN Wenxuan saw the blood vomited by yinshuang from a distance. No, because it can't be called blood, it's just blood clot
The old man who came in with LAN Wenxuan shook his head and sighed. LAN Wenxuan took out some gold needles from the jiuxuan cauldron. His figure flashed to the bedside, and he didn't care about xianglianyu. He rudely pushed the maid aside and shot several golden lights in his hands. When the public reacted to it, he said, ”I'm sorry, The lady of the city Lord, who was still convulsing on the bed just now, stopped. Although her breath was still so weak, it stabilized
The old doctor stares at LAN Wenxuan's continuous movements, and his eyes show surprise. Ge Yan grabs LAN Wenxuan's collar and says excitedly: ”Lan Wenxuan, what's wrong with Yin Shuang? I'll fight with you! ” Song Yan looks at the silent frost on the bed and thinks it has been attacked by LAN Wenxuan. Suddenly excited to work hard with LAN Wenxuan.
LAN Wenxuan gently waved his arm and broke away from geyan. He looked at geyan with disdain and said, ”if you go on making trouble like this, it's estimated that she will die!” His voice was so cold that he called Ge Yan to wake up.
At this time, the old doctor went to the bedside, put his hand on the pulse gate of the Lord's wife, looked at the song for a moment, and said: ”Lord, the lady is breathing steadily, this young master is really a magic hand!” The purpose of the first half sentence of the old doctor is to tell Ge Yan that your wife is OK. Don't bite like a mad dog. There is a trace of admiration and admiration in the second half of the sentence
LAN Wenxuan turned his head and said, ”I'm flattered. It's not a magic trick. It's just a rural wild trick.”
”This young master is too modest. If he uses the rural wild skills, I can't learn in my life as a three-year-old child's household chore.” The old doctor smiles at LAN Wenxuan.
Song Yan winked at the maid. The maid looked at LAN Wenxuan with panic in her eyes. However, she went back to the bed and looked at the chanting frost on the bed. Then she said in a voice: ”my Lord, madam is really OK.” At this time, Ge Yan took a reassurance. He not only looked at LAN Wenxuan awkwardly, but also opened his mouth several times before saying: ”Mr. LAN, just now... Just...” he didn't know how to explain it.
Fortunately, the old doctor turned his head and said in a voice: ”the city master is worried about getting married. He is anxious for a moment. It's also human nature. I believe that master LAN won't care.” He looks at LAN Wenxuan. Obviously, he is worried that Lan Wenxuan will offend the song and get revenge
LAN Wenxuan sees that the old man is good. Besides, he can't offend geyan to death because of the Xiahou family relationship. He says to geyan: ”I have something to ask you. I hope you don't hide it.” The reason why he asked was that he knew when he chanted frost and vomited blood just now that the patient had taken a lot of kuxueteng.
Song Yan listens to LAN Wenxuan's question and nods his head, because he knows that Yin Shuang's life is still in LAN Wenxuan's hands. If this young man turns around and walks away, Yin Shuang's life can't last long!
LAN Wenxuan asked in a voice: ”I want to know if you personally gave your wife the Baijie pill I gave you?”
Ge Yan pondered for a moment, looked at LAN Wenxuan and said, ”although I didn't make it myself, it's no different from making it myself. Is it true that master LAN's medicine has to be made by a fixed person? ” There was a puzzled look on his face.