Princess Runs Away On Wedding

Miss tie San seemed to have caught something, and she screamed excitedly, "look, brother, she's hooking three and four, eating from a bowl, looking at the pot. With my big brother, I don't count, and I've got a mugongzi. Now even you..."

The iron old man showed a miserable look and didn't want to admit that the fool was his granddaughter.

She didn't understand what they said so clearly?

Tang Junyi lightly interrupted her words, with a trace of coldness between her eyebrows, "isn't your elder brother going to marry someone else? That's right. Make room for others. "

On this, he would not marry his precious sister into the iron family.

Iron Zhuo ran don't mention how depressed, a group of women who failed in the rest, killed him.

If he can't get a wife, it's all their fault.

"Don't listen to these sour words, I will only marry Xiaoya..."

A person's shadow rushed in, swept around, and rushed straight to Zhuo ran, shouting in panic, "cousin, grandfather is not well, you should find a good doctor."

Zhuo ran frowned. There was only one doctor on the island. He could treat such minor diseases as wind and cold, but if he could treat other difficult diseases, I'm afraid his heart was more than his strength.

He hesitated for a moment, looked at Xiaoya eagerly, "Xiaoya, do you want to help to have a look?"

No matter how bad Xiaoya is, she's a hundred times better than a general doctor.

Tang Junyi extended his hand and pulled Xiaoya behind him.

"She is not good at medicine and can't even take care of herself. How can she treat others?"

Are you kidding? How can I let Xiaoya do this kind of thankless thing?

If you don't know how to treat it well, you'll be responsible to the little girl in the future, hum.

Xiaoya pulled his clothes and was glared at by him. The cerebellar bag shrank back.

Well, it's up to my brother.

My brother is much smarter than she is.

Mujin, he refers to

"Eh? Me? " Mu Jin Mo stupefied, joking, when did he help people with diagnosis and treatment? He is the prince, only others help him to see a doctor!

Where does he need to do it himself?

Tang Junyi said with a smile, "you are the disciple of the king of medicine, and you have excellent medical skills..."

Wang Xiaoqing heard this, in front of a bright, suddenly knelt down, pitifully begged, "Mu childe, please help my grandfather."

Mu Jin's ink head aches and wants to crack. He has a noble status. Who dares to see a doctor from him?

Besides, the old man's illness is very serious, there is no cure, why waste that effort and spirit.

But in the face of Tang Dashao's smiling eyes, he couldn't say no, he had to be brave.

This guy can't afford to offend.

Special revenge, and stingy, revenge.

Just at the sight of Wang Yong, he sighed in his heart.

His face was covered with dust. The whole face is covered with ash, the oil has run out, the lamp is dry, unable to return to the sky, just by the day.

How to treat such people?

Wait for death!

Wang Yong was in a coma for a while. He just woke up and coughed again. His strength was exhausted. He fell on the bed and could not move. He could not even move his fingers.

When they came in, their eyes lit up.

The more Zhuo ran looked at his face, the more frightened he was, "grandfather, I have asked the best doctor to treat you..."

Wang Yong slightly shook his head and sighed, "don't waste your strength. I can't do it. Zhuo ran, come here."

Zhuo ran came to him, his eyes were full of sadness.

He looked very sad. "Grandfather, you will be OK."