Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

To be honest, he was not sure at all, after all, he was just a doctor, not a magical fairy.

He had done a lot of experiments with Ge Zhe before and learned a lot about demons.

Wen Xiaoai's situation is far more serious than what he said.

He could feel that there was energy in Wen Xiaoai's body that did not belong to her, which had been disturbing her mind and even wanted to occupy her.

Unsure of seeing the drunkard, Jun Mo Yan panicked.

"I don't care what you use, she must be fine."

"... You turn her over first, with your back facing up, I will try my best."

The drunkard got up and pulled out the acupuncture bag from the medicine cabinet.

He was not sure, nor could he force the ferocious energy in her body, he could only try to resolve and stabilize.

Then think of a way to repair her meridians.

But after all, he was just a mortal. The energy in his body that could heal people's injuries had completely disappeared after taking the medicine given by that person last time.

Although the energy is weak, if it doesn't disappear, he might also help Wen Xiaoai.

Ge Zhe said that as long as he is not an ordinary person, he can draw that energy from him to heal his injuries or restore his vitality.

"Little boy, let go first." Jun Moyan stretched out his hand to remove Wen Xiaoai's hand, but Wen Xiaoai seemed to be unable to hear him, still holding on tightly, crying for pain.

"obedient."

Jun Moyan was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't dare to break her fingers.

The alcoholic hand lifted and dropped the needle. After one needle went down, Wen Xiaoai directly let go, but she fainted.

The drunkard took a few pills to Jun Moyan and asked Jun Moyan to take it for her.

After taking the medicine, Jun Moyan turned Wen Xiaoai over and turned her back up.

Need to be absolutely quiet, otherwise it is easy to get distracted and make mistakes.

The drunkard asked Jun Moyan to wait outside.

Jun Moyan refused to say anything.

The drunkard had no choice but to let him stay and keep him silent.

The drunkard is very clear about the acupuncture points of the human body, even if Wen Xiaoai is wrapped in a bath towel, he can still stick accurately.

There was movement downstairs, because the door was not closed, so I could hear it.

The drunkard frowned because of the noisy environment, and his needle-holding hand trembled slightly.

Then there was a rush of footsteps, and Tsing Yi's figure appeared at the door.

"San Young Master, your father and members of Jun's family are here, and he also brought a lot of police. It's because of Jun Wushu."

If it weren't for Jun Qing's life threats, they wouldn't hurt him, even if they brought the police, they wouldn't be able to let those from the Jun family enter the gate of Wuyuan.

Jun Moyan glanced at Wen Xiaoai, then got up and went straight out of the room.

Close the door before leaving to cut off all the sounds outside.

The moment the door was closed, the drunkard who was administering the needle to Wen Xiaoai suddenly fainted.

Then a black figure appeared out of thin air in the room.

"Yinger..."...

When Jun Qing and Mrs. Jun on the first floor saw Jun Moyan, they became excited.

Especially Mrs. Jun, rushed forward and wanted to fight Jun Mo Yan.

But he was directly stopped by Wuyuan's bodyguards.

"Jun Moyan, you paid my son's life, you kill a thousand knives, he is your elder brother no matter how he is not, how can you put such a heavy hand, even your elder brother dare to kill." Madam Jun went crazy I want to rush forward.

"Why, he is not dead yet?!" Jun Moyan's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, the whole person was gloomy, and it looked very scary.