My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

Gong Qing’s first fierce objection: “Noisy! You foxes go to the outside to confuse the public and forget about it. They even tell lies to our house, who gives you the courage! Don’t think that the father gives you diamonds, you can Flick him for whatever you want!"

Song Song pulled him: "husband..."

"This time, don't talk to this fox! It's a curse for the small ones. Now even the old ones have to be a scourge. Is she and our house a hatred? Do you have to rest the chickens and dogs that have stirred up our family?"

Song and Song: "..." She did not know how to persuade her husband, because she could not even persuade herself.

It’s not that she doesn’t believe in jealousy. It’s really awkward. Haikou’s praise is really too big!

The illness of the palace master is really bad!

The process of seeking medical care in the past was the clearest. She and her husband not only looked for top experts at home and abroad, but also turned to the top empire of the empire, such as the legendary Miss Nalan Xiner and the Oriental family. The lesser of the Eastern Emperor, the answer is that the old man’s life count has been exhausted, and forcing him to save with his power will only lead to greater counter-attacks, and the consequences are unimaginable, so he cannot use his abilities at will.

Even a top medical expert and a hidden ecstasy can't save the disease. How can a girl be a student?

It is not that Song and Song are not willing to believe in her. It is really that this possibility is almost zero.

When the monarch heard Gu Yu’s words, they reacted differently.

His cold eyebrows were locked, and then he asked her: "Do you really have a cure for Grandpa's illness?"

Gu Yu nodded. "No doctor will promise 100% to the patient. However, I am willing to promise to Grandpa. The premise is that Grandpa has to believe in me. The doctors and patients have no trust and cannot be cured."

Gong Jue turned to ask the palace master: "Grandpa, are you willing to let you try?"

"Grandfather you are crazy? This woman is noisy, you are also following the noise?" Palace anger.

Gongjue did not pay attention to him, and directly took care of Gu Yu’s little hand: “If my leg is broken, I am willing to believe her and let her treat me. She is very talented in medicine and never promises freely. What. Once she promises, it must be a perfect grasp. I believe her."

I believe in her!

Three words, let Gu Yan eyes suddenly sour.

She always felt that the monarch was arrogant and conceited. She only treated her as a child, and she reprimanded her like a new soldier, occasionally because she did not beat her little fart.

She did not expect that in the heart of the palace, she was so high on her evaluation and trusted her.

This man is really unpredictable and moving!

however.

Next second!

"The leg is already smashed. Even if the technique is bad again, it is impossible to treat the leg more sturdy."

Gu Yu lips twitching: "...!"

Heartbroken.

You don't make up a knife, you will die, stupid man! ! !

Feelings, you don't really trust me, because grandfather's legs can't be more embarrassing anyway, dead horse right as a living horse doctor, right?

I really want to kill him.

Can she recover the naive touch? ! !

In the corner, the little dirty turtle secretly sent out the pig's general laughter: "...!" Sir Alex Ferguson, or your calf! If you are saying the truth, you are all alone, and your boss is definitely speechless!

In fact, Miyaoka has already seen the dog stay.

The son used his own legs as a metaphor. What else can he say?