Mrs. Yipin: a farmer's doctor

Chapter 392
"No need! I'm not here to drink tea!" She dared not drink tea with Yuan Yingxue.

In fact, she was not afraid that Yuan Yingxue had the ability to poison her, but she was afraid that Yuan Yingxue would spit in the tea.

"Also, please call me little genius doctor, thank you!" Zhiran said with a distant smile.

Regardless of the surprised look in the little maidservant's eyes, she said to Aunt Yuan who had kept her eyes on her side since she entered the room, but she hadn't said a word.

"Aunt Yuan, take out your hand."

Of course, she was aware of the poison that Zhiran had inflicted, but the acting had to be complete. Although it was disgusting to meet Aunt Yuan, she still had to take her pulse.

In fact, beforehand, Zhiran thought that if Aunt Yuan was ashamed to see people and lay directly in the inner room, she would be able to feel her pulse with a rope, but she didn't know that she sat in front of her without any shame.

After all, they were mortal enemies, and Yuan Yingxue must feel particularly ashamed to be ashamed in front of her.

Yuan Yingxue took out her hand coldly and didn't say much.

Zhiran took her pulse casually and asked, "Does Aunt Yuan know the price of my saving lives?"

Yuan Yingniang glanced at the little maid, and the little maid turned around and took the glazed lantern that had been prepared earlier.

Zhiran watched the little maid uncover the glazed lamp, and her alienated smile was a bit real.

No wonder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince misses Liuli Lantern very much!It was really beautiful, the bright colors immediately attracted Zhiran's attention.

"Little genius doctor, I don't know how you plan to treat the wound on my face. I don't want to leave a mark." This was the first sentence Aunt Yuan said after meeting Zhiran.

Zhiran glanced at it, and said as a matter of course: "This is for sure! I will not smash my signboard."

As a matter of fact, Zhiran originally had an idea to leave some marks on Aunt Yuan's face, but then she thought of a way to make money, so she put this book on the back of her mind.

After all, compared to Qian Mianyan, Aunt Yuan is nothing at all, nothing can compare to it.

"If you can heal the wound on my face, then this glazed lamp will be my consultation fee." Yuan Yingxue didn't get too entangled with this glazed lamp, the terms had been negotiated a long time ago, so she was very straightforward.

"Well! Madam, take off the veil on your face and let me see the injury!"

Under Yuan Yingxue's movements, Zhiran slowly saw the pustules on her face. She was a little disgusted and wanted to regurgitate the smell, but suddenly realized, eh, shouldn't her face smell bad?
Why is the smell in the room not obvious?It doesn't make people notice right away when they enter the house.

Zhiran took a look, only to find that the room is open in all directions, all the windows are open, and the room can be ventilated.

At this moment, Zhiran looked highly at Yuan Yingxue, she was much more obvious.

It's just that it's such a cold day, and I have to thank her for being in such a good health.

"The pustules on your face need to be squeezed out!" Zhiran didn't treat Yuan Yingxue like she did to Princess Xiran, and threw a bottle of medicine to her to let her recover slowly.

Zhiran took out the gloves she had prepared in advance and put them on. The gloves were made of special materials. They were very snug and easy to use, just like a new layer of skin growing on her hands.

When she was holding the acne stick, Mu Xiang hurried over.

The first thing she said when entering the room was to look at Zhiran with concern and ask, "Are you okay?"

Zhiran shrugged and asked back: "What can I do!"

Seeing Mu Xiang approaching, Yuan Yingxue moved her fingers subconsciously, wanting to take the veil and cover her face, not wanting to embarrass herself so nakedly in front of Mu Xiang, but she just thought about it, Because Mu Xiang didn't care at all, from beginning to end, she didn't take a look.

"You woman, you brought her in, what do you want to do?" Mu Xiang said in a bad tone, as if he wanted to please justice for Zhiran.

Zhi Ran raised her eyebrows funny, but she looked like she was watching a play.

"What can I do? What else can I do to her? I'm begging her to treat me now, do you think I dare to do anything to her?" Yuan Yingxue couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, holding her trembling hands Fist, stood up angrily, and roared at Mu Xiang.

Mu Xiang frowned slightly, but didn't say much.

Zhiran looked at Yuan Yingxue who was on the verge of collapse because of her admiration and indifference, her eyes were full of smiles.

Some people, even if they steal their husbands, they may not be able to get true love. After all, not all mistresses are true love.

"I'm going to heal Aunt Yuan's wound on her face now. You should go! Or stay here. If you stay here, stand aside. Please don't hinder me!"

Zhiran was in a very good mood, so she spoke to Mu Xiang with a rare soft and gentle voice.

Mu Xiang was worried that Zhiran was here with Yuan Yingxue, but it was rare that Zhiran didn't drive him away, so he naturally refused to leave.

"You do it! I won't hinder you!" Mu Xiang said and took two steps back.

Yuan Yingxue was so angry that her eyeballs were red, her lips twitched, but she didn't speak to chase Mu Xiang away, looking like a broken jar.

"Are you usually too bad a person! I heard people say! Only bad people get sores on the top of their heads and pus on the soles of their feet. Your face is really scary!"

Zhiran was about to clean up the pus on Yuan Yingxue's face, but she still didn't forget to speak to her.

Anger flared in Yuan Yingxue's eyes, she gritted her teeth and glanced at Mu Xiang, who was watching Zhiran beside her, and then cast her gaze on Zhiran's side angrily.

He gritted his teeth and asked: "Little genius doctor, since you want people to call you a genius doctor, you should have the medical ethics that a genius doctor should have?"

Zhiran shrugged and said indifferently: "Okay, I won't talk, but it's really disgusting."

Zhiran had a completely hippie smile on her face, she didn't care about Yuan Yingxue's darkened face at all.

Instructing the servant girl to clean Yuan Yingxue's face first, and seeing the stains on her handkerchief, she said, "You are really strong! Your face is so rotten that you dare to put powder on your face. No wonder these wounds look so ugly." So disgusting."

Yuan Yingxue patted a thick and heavy layer of powder on her face, trying to cover the wound. This is something that anyone can see at a glance, but Zhiran seems to have just discovered it.

Yuan Yingxue's chest rose and fell in anger.

Angrily said: "If you don't want to be treated, just say so, there is no need to humiliate me here, even if I don't squeeze, I am still your father's aunt and your elder."

Zhi Ran raised her eyebrows and glanced at Mu Xiang, before she said anything, Mu Xiang said knowingly: "You only have one mother, don't worry about the rest!"

A word from Mu Xiang is worth a thousand words from Zhi Ran.

He was tantamount to indirectly denying the identity of Aunt Yuan Yingxue. Yuan Yingxue looked at Mu Xiang in disbelief, her eyes were astringent, and bitter tears fell drop by drop.

(End of this chapter)