Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 217

Feng Qingyan picked up the wine glass and shook it in front of Xiao Yuchen's eyes. Just as she was about to speak, Xiao Jiu's anxious voice came from her mind: "Master, stop drinking! You're going to be drunk!"

"What is this little wine! Hush, don't make noise!"

"Master! You can't drink it! You can't—" Xiao Jiu roared in the space.

Feng Qingyan paused with the hand holding the wine glass, temporarily cutting off contact with Xiao Jiu.

After the mind was quiet, he raised his hand and poured the wine in the glass into his mouth, and continued to speak: "It's just a little illness, it's too trivial! His internal injuries can be cured in five days."

"Oh? Then why did Yanyan tell him it would take a month?" Xiao Yuchen asked with great interest.

"For the first 20 days, he needs to treat his liver first. Drugs are used to get the liver out of the control of alcohol and restore its normal function."

"In that case, why did you let him drink?"

"He has been drinking for so many years, and he stopped drinking all of a sudden. Not to mention his body can't stand it, he can't do it psychologically. It's still okay to drink two or two drinks. It's good for the body and mind. For the remaining ten days, five Days to treat internal injuries, and finally five days to fully recuperate his physical condition."

Xiao Yuchen nodded: "Well, his health has been deteriorating over the years, resulting in his cultivation not improving any more."

"No." Feng Qingyan stretched out her index finger and shook it.

"No?" Xiao Yuchen asked in surprise.

"Well, that's not right." Feng Qingyan nodded and said, "Actually, it should be that Uncle Liang has never practiced since he was injured."

"How did you know?"

"Guess!" Feng Qingyan tilted her head and grinned.

The corners of Xiao Yuchen's lips twitched slightly, can you guess this?

"This time I really guessed!" Feng Qingyan blushed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said mysteriously: "What kind of state of mind is a person who is full of hatred and is seriously injured? If so, it’s inevitable that—”

"Desperate?" Xiao Yuchen gasped.

"Huh! Smart!" Feng Qingyan cast a approving look, and continued: "But Uncle Liang's pulse condition is normal. There is only one possibility, that is, he stopped practicing. It is also possible that he almost died at the beginning. I became obsessed, and never dared to practice anymore."

"Hmm! That makes sense. So Yanyan's medical skills are so good?" Xiao Yuchen was very surprised by Feng Qingyan's analysis. Aside from medical skills, how could an eight-year-old see the state of mind so thoroughly? !

"Of course! My sister's nearly 20 years of medical skills are not for nothing!"

"20 years?" Xiao Yuchen frowned slightly, grasping the point, and asked.

"Ever since I could talk, grandpa taught me to recite the names of medicines!" Feng Qingyan's cheeks were already flushed, and she frowned as she stared at the empty cup in her hand, "Huh? Why is this cup dangling around?"

"Your grandfather knows medicine?"

"Our Feng family is a family of Chinese medicine! Oh? Why are you even starting to shake!" Feng Qingyan stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Xiao Yuchen, her eyes gradually lost focus.

"Feng family?" Xiao Yuchen grabbed Feng Qingyan's little hand, and slowly opened his thin lips close to Feng Qingyan's ear: "Then your name is—?"

"Hehehe, you are so stupid! Forgot all of this!" Feng Qingyan patted Xiao Yuchen's chest with the other hand, and said with blurred eyes: "Feng Ning!" After finishing speaking, her head tilted, and her whole body fell into Xiao Yuchen's arms.

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