Mo yuan director frowned: "when did the Dean care about me so much? And I want you to see me? " He obviously doubts Xia Yuanqiu's words. In his eyes, Dean Bai is not such a person at all. His headache is not a day or two. Dean Bai also knows. Why didn't he send a doctor to see him before?

Xia Yuanqiu said: "yesterday, I mentioned in front of the president that I had cured the patient with excessive pain. He thought of your headache at that time. That's why I came here."

Mr. Mo believes that only eight points. It's possible that President Bai is not a careful person, but he is a good president who has a clear sense of love and hatred, and is also devoted to his subordinates.

Just, why today? Isn't the poisoning still unresolved?

Mo yuan's head ached a lot. Although it didn't kill him, it made him unable to eat and sleep. It was a bad taste. Although he wanted to let Xia Yuanqiu go away, he was afraid of the headache and said, "can you really cure my headache?"

Xia Yuanqiu saw his cold and hard face softened for a few minutes, then he also ticked out a light smile: "if you can cure it, you have to try to know. I can't guarantee it."

The woman said quickly: "yes, yes, everyone's disease is different. Other doctors, even if they are miracle doctors, have to see your disease before they can make a conclusion. If they don't see your disease, they will ask if they can cure it. Are you a fool?"

Mo yuan director glared at his wife and said: "man, what's the matter with you? Go out and cook!"

The woman was dissatisfied, but she didn't dare to talk back. She was thinking of leaving.

Seeing that his wife had left, Mo Yuan said, "now that you have come, let's have a look, so as not to betray the kindness of Dean Bai."

Xia Yuanqiu came forward and pressed several important acupoints around his brain. He inquired about some conditions and probably knew his illness.

"Mo yuan Dao, your head must have been injured before. There was congestion in your brain in those years, but it hasn't been dispersed until now. Fortunately, it's not enough. It only causes headache occasionally, and it doesn't hurt your body. It's also lucky."

Mo yuan's Guide brightened his eyes and said: "when I was young, because of a failure in refining utensils, the cauldron exploded violently, and I was hit by a piece of cauldron fragments on my head. I was in a coma for seven days and seven nights before I woke up. My headache started at that time, at least three or five times a year, and each time won't be too long. At most, I will get better after a half day's pain. But I don't know why this time, from yesterday It's not good till now. "

Xia Yuanqiu said: "that's because you are in a bad mood, which leads to a prolonged headache."

Mo yuan director frowned: "who said I was in a bad mood? Why am I in a bad mood for no reason? "

Xia Yuanqiu said with a smile, "because I'm back, you're in a bad mood."

Seeing that Mo yuan's face changed, she quickly said, "I don't remember the past. I hope you forget it. I also want to learn this weapon refining skill when I have a chance. I don't want to forget that Mo yuan won't hesitate to teach me!"

Mo yuan's guide saw that she was no longer tit for tat to him as before, and most of her anger was dissipated. He said, "you are also Yuan Wu Xiushu and Dan Shu. Do you still have time to learn how to refine weapons?"

Xia Yuanqiu said with a smile: "spare time, squeeze, adjust, there will always be."

Mo yuan director pick eyebrow: "then wait until you have free time to say it, now what is empty talk."

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