Immortal, I only practice forbidden arts

Seeing Jiang Wanziwen suffering in such a state, Jiang Ming felt that the punishment was almost over, and said to Jiang Wanziwen again, "Miss Jiangwan Ziwen, do you know what you did wrong now?"

Jiang Wan Ziwen was stunned for a moment, then he could only grit his teeth unwillingly and said, "I was wrong."

Although she didn't want to say that she was wrong at all, if she didn't say so now, her ugly appearance would be seen by others.

She didn't want those people to see her ugly appearance.

Jiang Ming nodded, took out a small pill, and spread it out in Jiang Wan Ziwen's mouth.

Jiang Wanziwen suddenly became a little groggy, and then he returned to normal immediately, and looked at Jiang Ming, "Ning Caichen, you still know your conscience and know how to make me return to normal."

Jiang Ming knew that Jiang Wan Ziwen's attitude was still as arrogant and domineering as ever, so he threatened her, "If you are still acting recklessly now, then I don't suggest making you itchy."

Jiang Wanziwen had lingering fears in his heart, and he didn't dare to continue to do anything, and responded repeatedly, "I know, I will never have that attitude now."

Seeing that Jiang Wan Ziwen's attitude was not bad, Jiang Ming nodded, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, I hope you can abide by the rules."

Jiang Wan Ziwen coughed, lowered his eyelashes, and felt sentimental all over his body again.

She has cured the itch powder now, but it will take half a year for the pustules and acne on her face to heal.

It was the disease of the family she disliked the most in her life.

What made her even more envious was that she was clearly related to Beiyan Murong, yet Beiyan Murong didn't suffer from such a disease at all.

Now the only young people in the family are her and Beiyan Murong, but she has suffered from such a disease, and it is impossible for her to perform outstandingly in this life.

Beiyan Murong suddenly thought of something, and looked at the crowd, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, you should go back to the wing room first, I will find the doctor to show you later."

Jiang Wanziwen glanced at Beiyan Murong gratefully.

She is about to leave now, but she doesn't know what excuse to find, after all, she hasn't stayed here for long.

Beiyan Murong waved at Jiang Wan Ziwen, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, you can go, don't delay your illness."

The following two words of illness made everyone present understand everything, and they all looked at Jiang Wan Ziwen with strange eyes.

Jiang Wanziwen only felt that his face was completely humiliated, he became anxious at Beiyan Murong, stomped his feet and said, "Beiyan Murong, can you talk! How can you say that to me?"

Beiyan Murong didn't understand, so she got up, and looked at Jiang Wanziwen strangely, "What's wrong? Do you feel that something is wrong?"

Jiang Wan Ziwen became irritable, "You are such a straight man, I'm leaving first, you can greet these guests."

Queen Qingmiao could understand Jiang Wan Ziwen's mood very well, and said empathetically, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, or I will go with you, maybe I can help you."

"Thank you, Queen Qingmiao, but I don't need it, I will handle it myself, and these can only be handled by the doctor."

Speaking of this, Jiang Wan Ziwen hurriedly walked to the side, ignoring other people's eyes, and went directly to the door.

Beiyan Murong also hurriedly greeted the servant, and secretly asked him to find a doctor.

The boy hurried out.

Feeling that everything is almost done, Beiyan Murong immediately straightened up and looked at the people around him, "Let's continue with the tea party now."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands and asked the servants to bring the tea.

The tea sets have various patterns, and the servants also performed the tea-making process, which was pleasing to the eyes.

Jiang Ming couldn't help sighing, "This method and process of making tea is really unique, and I want to make tea like this in the future."

At this moment, there was a violent shout from the wing next door, the shout was very strong, and then there was a continuous sound of slaughtering pigs.

However, after the sound of killing the pig, the cry at the beginning came out again.

The rest of the people looked at each other, stood up one after another, and walked to the next room.

When Jiang Wanziwen saw someone coming, he quickly picked up the veil to cover his face, and then angrily threw the doctor in front of him, who was brought directly to the ground by Jiang Wanziwen.

Then he knelt on the ground in panic, and began to kowtow heavily, "I also ask Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen to forgive me and forgive the villain. The villain really didn't expect that I would not be able to cure your illness."

Jiang Wanziwen was already furious, holding back his words, "You are a doctor? Why can't your doctor cure this disease? I don't care, you must cure me."

The doctor, however, burst into tears, looked at Jiang Wan Ziwen in front of him, and said tremblingly, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, I really can't cure you, I hope you can forgive the villain."

The doctor kowtowed again and again, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, please let me go."

"You trash! Trash! What use are you for!"

Jiang Wan Ziwen's mood fell completely, and he threw the vase directly in his hand.

The vase shattered, and the fragments fell on the doctor's forehead.

Langzhong's forehead was covered with blood, and fragments fell all over the floor.

The doctor didn't dare to move, and begged, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, please forgive me, I really can't help you."

Jiang Wanziwen was restless, looking at the doctor, "It must be cured, if you can't be cured, you will die!"

As she spoke, tears flowed down her eyes, and her veil was wet.

"Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, is there anything that cannot be resolved? Don't look too bad, this matter can be resolved."

Beiyan Murong stepped forward and comforted Jiang Wanziwen.

Jiang Wanziwen only felt hopeless, and tried his best to smile, "Beiyan Murong, I know what you mean, it's okay, I will let this doctor heal me."

Seeing Jiang Wan Ziwen's appearance, Jiang Ming couldn't help feeling sorry for her. He took a step forward, looked at her and said hesitantly, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, would you like to let me see your wound? I might be able to help you .”

Seeing Jiang Ming, Jiang Wanziwen became a little defensive, "Ning Caichen, what do you want to do to me? How could you be so kind as to treat me?"

Jiang Ming smiled, "What can I do to you, can I let you die?"

Jiang Wanziwen took a step back, his body became tense, and he looked at Jiang Ming, "I can't believe you, but I know that if my condition is not cured, Ning Caichen, can you really cure me?"

Jiang Ming checked Jiang Wan Ziwen's veil, which was already wet, revealing the pustules and pimples on his face.

He thought about it.

The pustules and acne should be treatable.