I Picked Up An Ancient Transmigration Killer To Be A Wife

Zeng Miaomiao yelled, frightening everyone. When Zeng's mother heard the yelling, tears of distressed tears straightened out, and she hurried over to grab her daughter's hand and comforted, but Zengfather and Liang Jili looked at each other with joy.

"Miaomiao, do you feel pain? Where do you feel?" the great father asked eagerly.

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu the whole waist hurts, buttock and and leg can also be ahaha. Dad is so sore huouuuuuuuuu" and the girl cried.

"It's good if it hurts, it's good if it hurts!" The great father couldn't help but smile. And Zeng's mother also reacted at this time, and smiled with her great father with tears on her face.

Liang Jili hurriedly asked Guo Ming: "Xiao Guo, can you cure it?"

Guo Ming waved his hand and asked Pang Deyou to stop, and then flicked all the silver needles with his fingers. It was as if the silver needles were trembling as if they were electrified, and then he walked aside and said to Liang Jili and Zeng Youfu, " It can be cured, but it takes a long time. At least half a year."

"Can I walk after healed?" Zeng Mu asked repeatedly.

"If you do as I ask, you can recover well and you can dance."

When these words came out, everyone was stunned, and the room was quiet. After a while, after seeing mother Zeng suddenly covering her face and crying a few times, she rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

Not to mention how Guo Ming rescued Zeng's mother with a few shots, nor did she say that Zeng's mother went back to the room to rest, just to talk about the other people present, and I was really overjoyed after hearing the news.

Let Miaomiao continue to receive acupuncture treatment on her stomach, and all the others came to the living room again.

"Miss Guo, do you say you can fully recover?"

"Just follow my request, it's okay."

"Then what do you want?"

"Ling Ai himself is in good physical condition, but the fracture of her waist bone also blocked the meridians, so her legs and feet cannot move. The broken bones can be cured, and the meridians are difficult to recover." Guo Ming turned his head and pointed at Pang Deyou: "Fortunately there is him."

"He practiced martial arts with a fierce path, solid internal strength, and with him, Lingyuan's meridians can be connected in half a year. As long as I continue to dance according to my requirements, it will be easy."

Zeng Youfu looked at Pang Deyou excitedly, then at Guo Ming, and finally grabbed Liang Jili: "Lao Liang! You really helped a lot! You are all our benefactors!"

"Doctor Guo, genius doctor! What are your requirements? We will do all of them, we will do all of them!" Zeng Youfu couldn't help but wet his eyes happily.

"At present, Lingmei needs to take medicine, acupuncture and moxibustion every day, and rely on Pang Deyou to help her dredge her meridians every day. After the broken bone is cured, she needs a bath tub for medicated bathing."

"Okay, okay, these are all right."

"The whole process is very painful, especially the reshaping of the meridians. I wonder if Ling Mei can bear it."

"Yes, it must be possible. My daughter has always been strong."

"Okay, come with pen and paper, I will write a prescription."

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After Guo Ming dictated, Liang Jili wrote down the necessary prescriptions. Zeng Youfu had already ordered people to bring two paper bags and handed them heavily to Guo Ming and Pang Deyou.

"Doctor Guo, Doctor Pang, this is today's consultation fee. When my daughter gets better, I have to thank you again!"

"Lao Liang, I won't say anything to you, I'm all in my heart! Go! Let's eat!"

After the party was full of food and drink, they agreed to pick up Guo Ming and Pang Deyou every day, and they all dispersed. After arriving home, she found that Wu Yuanyuan had not returned from work, and Zhang Qiang did not know where she had gone. The two opened the file bag and saw ten stacks of pink coins in each. Everyone recognizes that it is the 100-yuan bill with the highest face value. Pang Deyou asked: "Doctor Guo, do you have any plans?"

"Just call me Guo Ming."

"I have always known that the genius doctor is anonymous, but his real name is Guo Ming!"

"I plan to buy a mobile phone."

"Then you and I will go together. I want to shave this hair. The man here doesn't have long hair. Every time I go out, he looks strange in his eyes."

"Okay, go together."

The two went out to take a taxi and told the driver directly to go to the best place for haircutting. The driver drove all the way, and the two of them took out a payment from the pile of money without mentioning it. They just said that the best place to cut hair is indeed well-deserved.

The facade was magnificent, and a few beautiful girls at the door welcomed them warmly. Their smiles were as sweet as flowers. After asking about the haircut of the friends of Pound, they still enthusiastically recommended Guo Ming to wash his hair and get a head massage. Guo Ming thought about it, and he agreed.

Lying on the massage table, feeling the numbness of being massaged on the top of the head, both of them felt that there is also something to do here!

When they both put on their long hair and sat in front of the chair, the hair stylist held the hair dryer to dry their hair, and there was no end of praise around them.

"Hair quality is really good!"

"Hair is so dark!"

"Beauty, how do you usually take care of your hair?" A female guest could not sit still and walked over to ask Guo Ming.

"Uh. No care."

"Oh, natural, so envy!" said the female guest, and walked away again.

There is a slight problem with Pang Deyou. His hair stylist is male like Guo Ming. But this man is a bit sissy. Turning an orchid finger up, after asking Pang Deyou if he wanted to cut his hair short, he began to akimbo his hips and stared at Pang Deyou with one cheek. While watching, he twisted his hips and walked around Friends of Pound. Those eyes chilled the back that friend Pound looked at.

After reading it, he started to cut his hair. He cut his hair while still arranging magnetism with Pound friends: "Little handsome guy, you are rocking, your hair is so long, how long will it last!"

"..."

"Little handsome guy, you played the drums, hehe guess how do I know"

"..."

"Oh, look at your arm, it's so powerful!" As he said, he squeezed friend Pound's arm, and then said, "Oh, I like a boy like you, who is thin when he undresses and has flesh and clothes! The muscles are great! !"

Friends Pound did not pull the chair off and threw it on his face for a long time.

After Friends Pound had all cut his hair, the hair stylist stared at him and the saliva was almost coming down. The expression in his eyes was really affectionate! But also really, Guo Ming did not expect that Pang Deyou, who had never cared much, turned out to be so handsome. Thick eyebrows and high nose, although the eyes are not big, but the narrow and long phoenix eyes also have a taste, coupled with this slightly messy hairstyle with bangs, the man is compelling, the whole walking hormone!

Nice cut! Guo Ming nodded secretly, then walked to the hair stylist who was still looking at Pang Deyou and said, "I want to cut it too. Cut it as short as possible."

This time, the hair stylist didn't look at her with strange eyes, nor any other nonsense, just tsk in his mouth, saying that it was a pity for such a good hair, and then started walking around Guo Ming as usual. Looking at it as he walked, after a lap, the scissors in his hand flew up and down.

After a while, Guo Ming's hair was also finished. Unexpectedly, the hair stylist started to have an idiotic face again: "Oh, you are going to straighten it!"

Other customers in the store also praised: "Wow, it's so handsome!"

Guo Ming originally had sword eyebrows and star eyes, but her short hair now made her look more powerful. Shuai and Junxiu mix together, and there is an indistinguishable beauty. So that when she finally paid the bill, the cashier girl blushed when she saw her.

The author has something to say:

Must we divide it into TP?