Village Doctor's Magic Hands

After finishing himself well, Liu Yingying grinned at himself in the mirror and showed a happy smile.

Wipe the only tear mark on her face. Liu Yingying surprisingly chose not to make up today and left home directly. Before leaving, she told Aunt Liu about today as usual.

However, in Liu Jiaojiao's bedroom, Zhao Sanjin still locked the door and looked at the messy bed. There was no different place, so he sat down.

With a long sigh, Zhao Sanjin took down the demon refining pot at his waist, narrowed his eyes and looked inside the bottle mouth for a while. He was stunned that he didn't find anything from it, so he threw it aside.

This time, Zhao Sanjin was completely lost in thought. Obviously, Zhao Sanjin really didn't understand what was going on in this matter.

I still remember when Wu Qingsong came to Zhao Sanjin with the double-sided Buddha, he told Zhao Sanjin that the particularity of the double-sided Buddha is that it can let people see the illusion.

As the spiritual pet of the double faced Buddha, the white beaver must also have the ability as the spiritual pet of the double faced Buddha.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sanjin was stunned.

If the white beaver really has the ability to charm people, how terrible will this killer mace be?

Huang Xiaoyao can sting people, and the most important thing is to sting people unlimited times. However, this skill is nothing compared with the enchanting skill of white beaver.

However, this is only Zhao Sanjin's guess. Of course, this guess is more or less true. Not only that, Zhao Sanjin's idea is also the best way to restore why he believes that Liu Yingying is Lin Qingqing.

Moreover, when Wu Qingsong was in Liu's traditional Chinese medicine conference room, Zhao Sanjin saw the double-sided Buddha with his own eyes. Not only that, he still studied it deeply. It is precisely because of this that he recruited the spiritual pet of the double-sided Buddha into his body.

Zhao Sanjin was vaguely impressed. After the small black spot in the double-sided Buddha entered Zhao Sanjin's body, it directly led to his coma. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Sanjin was able to see that there was a Nine Tailed white fox in the double-sided Buddha that Wu Qingsong regarded as a treasure.

At this point, Zhao Sanjin's eyes suddenly coagulated. Recalling the appearance of the white beaver just now, the whole person was suddenly stunned and said to himself: "is the white beaver a Nine Tailed white fox?"

Take back his thoughts. Zhao Sanjin weighs the demon smelting pot in his hand. No matter what method he uses, he can't let Huang Xiaoyao and white beaver come out. This makes Zhao Sanjin feel powerless to punch his fist on cotton.

In desperation, Zhao Sanjin had to give up, sat back in bed and continued to think about another problem.

If we draw a conclusion according to the saying of spirit pet, the white beaver is the spirit pet of the double-sided Buddha, then the Yellow demon is the spirit pet of the demon refining pot?

In this way, whether it's the evil wind or Wu Qingsong, the treasures they have planned to take as their own, aren't they all in their own hands?

Thinking of this, Zhao Sanjin suddenly felt excited.

He has two great pets, one raised by his grandfather and the other by himself. When he meets a powerful enemy, even if he can't fight, he can at least resist for himself for a while, can't he?

In this way, Zhao Sanjin, who has tasted the sweetness, is now more curious about a problem, that is, what mystery is hidden in the drunken Linglong, which is also coveted by the evil wind?

Zhao San Jin stroked his chin and showed a strange smile on his face. He played with the demon refining pot in his hand. It seems that it is necessary to explore such treasures as drunk Linglong.

Because, before I knew it, Li Zhiling told Zhao Sanjin that drunk Linglong would emit a fascinating magical taste. Not only that, once the smeller was deeply involved, he would be manipulated and ordered by others.

It is conceivable that such things against the sky will cause much harm if they fall into the hands of people with bad heart such as evil wind people.

Of course, this does not mean that Zhao Sanjin will ask Liu Jingtian directly. After all, Li Zhiling is the person of the evil wind, and naturally she can't believe everything she says.

After struggling for a long time without results, Zhao Sanjin also decided not to stay at home. Therefore, he quickly found a mop to wipe a pool of blood on the ground and was ready to go out, but he just met Aunt Liu who was driven out of the kitchen.

"Aunt Liu, what's up?" she touched the back of her head awkwardly. She happened to touch the place where Aunt Liu waved a rolling pin today. She suddenly felt a burst of pain and grinned. She was scared. Aunt Liu quickly asked with concern: "sorry, Mr. Zhao, you're a little heavy. Are you okay?"

"Nothing?" Zhao Sankin lowered his head and digested the silence on his face. This rolling pin is as thick and thin as a baby's fist. Do you think there's anything wrong?

Of course, when he got to his mouth, Zhao Sanjin could only hold it back and quickly said with a smile: "no... it's okay. If Aunt Liu hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid I would have made a big mistake today."

"Mr. Zhao, you said you too, alas..." Aunt Liu was like Zhao Sanjin's old mother.

After leaving Liu's house, Zhao Sanjin stopped a taxi directly. Since he had promised Ye Zishan at school yesterday that she would go to do another treatment for her mother, it was all these two days anyway. Zhao Sanjin naturally chose to solve it early.

Or Jianghai hospital. This time, Zhao Sanjin found Ye Zhimo's office. The same move as the last time. As long as the hospital has no emergency surgery, ye Zhimo usually reviews the medical record in the office.

"Momo." Zhao Sanjin walked to Ye Zhimo lightly. Ignoring the eyes of other doctors around him, he slapped her directly on the desk, which scared Ye Zhimo almost to jump up.

"How is it you again?" after seeing Zhao Sanjin, the anger on Ye Zhimo's face increased instead of decreasing. She didn't even have the mind to scold Zhao Sanjin, so she sat back directly.

"Don't you welcome me?" Zhao Sanjin stared at his head and looked cheap.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zhimo felt that she shouldn't talk nonsense with Zhao Sanjin.

Although Ye Zhimo has long been aware of the ironclad fact, every time she sees Zhao Sanjin, she will be involuntarily taken to the ditch by him, which is enough to see the depression in Ye Zhimo's heart.

"That's necessary." Zhao Sanjin's face was noncommittal.

"That still doesn't put?" Ye Zhimo also learned Zhao Sanjin's tone and responded.

"Oh." Zhao Sanjin nodded and wanted to report the name of Ye Zishan's mother. Only then did she realize that she didn't know what her mother was called. Instead, she could only throw a black pan to her leaf, and said, "remember I had been treating a breast cancer patient some days ago? I'm going to give her second checks."