The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 879 Jokes
Yu Chishu paused, and said sarcastically, "I can't guarantee anything else, but with your ability to talk big, I guarantee that you are definitely number one in the world!"

Before Feng Zhuo could speak, he made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile: "You don't need to say anything if Miss Zhuo wants to justify, let's speak with facts. Please!"

Feng Zhuo was really defeated by his self-confidence.

She didn't even think about defending, okay?

"Old Patriarch Ming, as long as I cure all your injuries, you and Minglan will not owe each other, do you agree or not?"

Patriarch Ming nodded hurriedly.

Now he has a very clear understanding of his role.

He is no longer the high-ranking old head of the Ming family, but an old guy who has been abandoned by everyone.

To the woman in front of him, he was just a fish on the chopping board.

He has no right to say no at all.

"Very good!" Feng Zhuo said, looking at Ming Lan, "Prepare the screen. My ancestral medical skills do not allow anyone to peep!"

The storage ring has so much space, who would be bored enough to put a screen in it?
But Boss Zhuo said yes, even if there is nothing, he has to change it.

The people from Nanxuan Academy carried the screen as quickly as possible, and surrounded Feng Zhuo and the old Patriarch Ming.

And Minglan stayed there to avoid anyone going up to disturb her.

"Continue to play tricks! I'd like to see how long this screen of yours will last!" Yu Chishu said with a contemptuous expression, but he let go of the breath he had been holding in his heart.

The people of Beixuan Academy also breathed a sigh of relief.

They were really afraid to see Feng Zhuo take out the silver needle and start to treat the old Patriarch Ming in a serious manner.

Now, Feng Zhuo surrounded him with a screen, and they decided that this was a trick of mystery.

Everyone knows that medical skills are definitely not something that can be learned just by looking at them, let alone her so-called miracle doctor's skills?

As Mr. Yuchi said, they want to see how long this screen can last.

At this time, Feng Zhuo was already sitting beside the old Patriarch Ming, the supernatural power was transmitted into the old Patriarch Ming's body through the air, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

No wonder the elders of the Medical Sect couldn't cure him. His internal organs were almost dead. Unless they were replaced, he would have to die.

Of course, with her here, these injuries are not a problem at all.

Feng Zhuo restrained his mind and began to heal his injuries with supernatural powers.

It didn't take her much time for the injuries in the main body of Ming's family, but it took a little time for the bones broken by her own hands to recover.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

"I said, Miss Zhuo, it's been so long, you should have run out of pulses, needles, and medicines? If you haven't done anything, you'd better get out of the screen quickly, don't waste our time. You must Don't feel embarrassed, all the elders of the Medical Sect have asserted that the old Patriarch Ming will definitely die, and even if you can't be cured, no one will laugh at you!" Yu Chishu said leisurely.

The people from Beixuan Academy immediately echoed and yelled in unison for Feng Zhuo to come out.

This kind of penetrating voice, if Feng Zhuo was really giving needles, it would definitely be affected.

Yu Chishu saw that there was no movement after the screen, and smiled lightly: "Forget it! Miss Zhuo is not planning to come out. Nanxuan College, you can bring out the patients selected by your college now, I don't have that Take your time and wait for her!"

(End of this chapter)