At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The two of them were very close, and the two of them were very close.

Maple Leaf Valley, Soul-binding Pavilion.

A group of big men knelt in front of the little Lolita, begging for forgiveness.

Hua Jin was seen hugging his arms angrily, his eyes slightly red, and his chest heaving, which can be said to be very angry.

"Little God Doctor, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have stuffed the Pavilion Master's stinky socks into your mouth." Chou Niu silently collected the tools that Hua Jin had thrown on the ground, his face full of sincerity.

"Yes, little God Doctor! Everything is the fault of the second brother. If you want to blame someone, blame him! If you are really angry, we can help you beat him so that even his mother can't recognize him." Chen Long continued.

"Please, little doctor, save our Pavilion Master. I am grateful for your kindness. I, Rat, am willing to be your slave and follow your lead!" Rat put his forehead to the ground.

Is that what he said?

Everyone raised their eyebrows and nodded secretly in their hearts. Big brother is too cruel.

Hua Jin put his hands on his waist, stared at them, and asked angrily: "Whose idea was it for you four to put on sacks and stuff smelly socks?"

"He! He! He! She!"

Rat, Ox, Dragon, Rabbit accused each other.

Hua Jin frowned immediately, and his little face was about to get angry, but he saw the four people pointing at Jiang Yichen in unison.

"We remembered it wrong. The mastermind of all this is Elder Jiang!"

The people around him quickly made way. Jiang Yichen, who was eating melon seeds and watching the show, was stunned in place, and suddenly felt the malice of the entire organization.

Jiang Yichen looked up, his eyes full of innocence.

The rain wet the sky...

"Hmph!" Hua Jin snorted coldly and said angrily: "I knew it was him!"

Lin Mengyao and Liu Xuer brought a basin of hot water, and Lin Mengyao carefully wiped the stains on Hua Jin's face with a towel soaked in hot water.

Her gentle action made Hua Jin feel warm in her heart. Although the Soul-Binding Pavilion used such an improper means to let her see a doctor.

But facing these honest and burly men and two beautiful sisters, the anger in her heart disappeared at this moment.

The impression of this killer organization is not so bad. Although she is young, she has traveled all over the country.

She can still tell whether a gentleman or a villain is disguised or not.

Although these burly men are not good at speaking, the hearts of children in their hearts moved her.

What a group of cute and hateful guys!

Master taught that doctors have a kind heart. Since we are here, let's treat them!

Hua Jin comforted herself like this.

She jumped down from Xiao Ruolin's throne and spread her hands.

Zishu and others were confused and didn't know what he meant.

Looking at this group of slow people, Hua Jin said helplessly: "Where is my medicine box? You asked me to save people, so you have to give me the tools to save people, right?"

Zishu quickly pushed Chen Long: "Old Five, medicine box!"

Chen Long was stunned, then pushed Chou Niu: "Second brother, medicine box!"

Chou Niu's eyes widened, turned his head, and was about to push Maotu, but was driven back by Maotu's cold eyes.

"You didn't bring my medicine box?" Hua Jin said in disbelief.

Zishu and others were all embarrassed. The situation was very urgent at the time. They only thought about bringing people back, and they really didn't think of this.

Hua Jin took back his previous thoughts. These burly men were not honest, but a group of unreliable fools.

"There should be tools that the little doctor needs in Wu Ma's medical room." Zishu looked up and said.

"Then let's go, take me to see the patient." Hua Jin urged.

Zishu immediately stood up, stretched out his hand to Hua Jin, and made a gesture of invitation: "Little doctor, please!"

The group came to Wu Ma's medical room in a mighty manner. The stone door was still closed, blocking everyone.

Zishu lay on the ground, sniffed with his nose, and said: "The poisonous gas inside should have dissipated. I hope Wu Ma is okay."

Although Wu Ma was not very skilled, fortunately he controlled the poisonous insects on the Pavilion Master's body in his arm. Although he was not out of danger, he bought them time. Now that the little doctor of Yaowang Valley has taken action, the Pavilion Master is saved!

"Brother, is your nose really that sharp? You can judge that the poisonous gas inside has dissipated in this way." Xu Gou couldn't help but speak.

"You kid, if I am not sharp, then how can you be sharp?" Zishu rolled his eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense! Saving the master is the most important thing." Maotu kicked him away.

Then, Maotu came to the stone gate, sank his qi into his dantian, took a deep breath, and slapped the stone gate with one palm.

"Get up!"

An internal force was transmitted to the stone gate, and the stone gate made a rumbling sound and slowly moved upwards.

Chou Niu and others were startled, and the four

My sister is indeed very capable, and she was able to shake open this heavy stone door by herself.

You know, Wu Ma originally made this stone door to prevent people from disturbing his medical research.

This stone door weighs a thousand pounds!

The stone door opened with a sound, and it was dark inside. A gust of wind blew through, bringing out a rotten smell.

Everyone was shocked and panicked, and Jiang Yichen was the first to rush in.

Hua Jin covered his mouth and nose, frowned and said, "This is miasma, which can easily cause people to faint if inhaled too much. It is not corpse gas."

Although Hua Jin explained it to them, everyone still rushed in in a swarm, and the expressions on their faces made Hua Jin stagnate slightly.

I can't help but wonder what kind of person is the leader of these people, who can make these burly men show their true feelings.

Hua Jin took out two embroidered handkerchiefs from his pocket and gave them to Lin Mengyao and Liu Xuer.

If a martial arts practitioner inhales too much of this miasma, he will faint, but if a non-martial arts practitioner inhales too much, he will die.

The three entered Wu Ma's medical hut, and Zishu and the others had already carried Wu Ma, who was lying on the ground, on their backs.

At this moment, Wu Ma's face was purple, like a potato essence, and several people showed solemn expressions on their faces, no longer cheerful as before.

Hua Jin walked forward, took a look, and then used her small hands to open Wu Ma's eyes: "He is fine. Before he fainted, this man used his true qi to protect his heart meridian. He just fainted after inhaling too much miasma. Take him out, I will prescribe a medicine to force the poison out of his body as soon as possible, and he will wake up soon."

Chou Niu nodded slowly, and then carried Wu Ma out on his back.

Then, Hua Jin walked towards the crowd and finally saw the true face of the Pavilion Master they had been thinking about.

That young man with white hair, like a banished immortal, was also the boy who would become her lifelong lover in the future...