Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"It's normal!" Feng Jiu did not go back and walked forward. He just slowed down and said: "Is that kind of elixir that is just there? You think you can go to the pharmacy or the auction." Found?" said, and looked at Zhuo Jun who came up to her side.

"What should I do? There are no three medicines, Jun Yang's legs..." He lowered his eyes and covered his eyes.

"Although there are no three medicines at the moment, I can find them. Before that, I can use the silver needle to clear the veins of his legs. When I find the three medicines, I can use the medicine." She took a leisurely pace. , step by step.

Zhuo Jun did not talk any more, quietly followed her.

After the two came to the hospital, Zhuo Junyang sat in the courtyard and looked at the book in the sun. Feng Jiu noticed that he was in the hands of the healer, and he chose the next eyebrow: "Are you interested in medical treatment?"

Hearing the words, Zhuo Junyang closed the medical book in his hand and looked up at her. He smiled and said: "I have become a doctor for a long time. I want to read more books and maybe find a cure."

"You have been self-cultivation at home, but you have thought about which door to worship after the legs and feet are good?" She came to the stone table and sat down. She even waved to Zhuojun, indicating that he would roll up Zhuo Junyang's pants. .

Zhuo Jun went up to the wheelchair and helped his second brother roll up his trousers to reveal the knees.

"I have been sitting in a wheelchair and I rarely go out at home because of the inconvenience of my legs and feet. If my legs really stand up, I don't want to go to any of the sects. I want to go outside and go around and see. The world outside." There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes to look at his brother, laughing: "Big brother, when you go out, bring me, OK?"

Zhuo Jun looked up at him and nodded his head: "Well."

Wen Yan, Feng Jiu smiled, smiled with a pair of eyes, like a real fake: "The outside world is very dangerous, don't say you, as far as I know, your older brother has a move, and Still the kind..."

"cough!"

Zhuo Jun’s ear was reddish, and he coughed a bit to interrupt Feng Jiu’s words. The side face looked at her, just to the smile of her playfulness, could not help but look away, and said: “Is it possible to drop the needle? ”

Zhuo Junyang, who saw this scene, was a bit curious. What was his big brother? How can you not let Feng Ji say it? And will it be such a strange look?

"What are you worried about? Chatting for a while!" Feng Ji said without hesitation, with a smile on his face: "When I passed the West Street yesterday, I smelled the fragrance of the eight-treasure duck of the restaurant, and suddenly I wanted to eat it. do?"

Zhuo Junyue and Zhuo Junyang’s brothers heard this, and the corners of their mouths were all smoked. It turned out that she was thinking of eating eight treasure ducks.

"I will buy it." Zhuo Jun stood up and walked outside.

After his brother left, Zhuo Junyang couldn't help but ask: "What is the trick in my big brother? I think his look seems to be somewhat uncomfortable."

"Hey..."

Feng Jiu laughed loudly, and the laughter listened to a bit of wretchedness, and then matched the strange look on her face. It seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with her image of Qingyi Qingjun Young Lang. In Zhuo Junyan's eyes, she only thinks that her look is very changeable. It is very novel.

The more I get along, the more I feel that she has a lot of faces, and no matter which side, it makes people look a little lost...