As soon as he finished speaking, the just arrived Zhuque made a sharp objection, "Qinglong, are you dizzy? Yin congeals the grass. It's a cold thing. That bitch wants to use Yin congeals the grass. He wants the master's life. Do you believe her

Qinglong frowned and said: "Princess Ouyang haoxuan is treated in a way that ordinary doctors can't understand. But now Ouyang haoxuan is alive and well, and even her accomplishments are restored to the past. Zhuque, I just ask you, do you have a way to cure Ouyang haoxuan and the master? "

"I can't cure the master, but my master can. She is the three generations of elders of the doctor's Association. She can cure any difficult and miscellaneous diseases. As long as I ask my master to come here, she will be able to cure the master! "

Zhuque's voice had just fallen, and she had raised her hand unintentionally. Suddenly, a strong wind came out, and turned her to the ground.

Zhuque rolled awkwardly. There was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth. She looked at the cold people with pale face. There was a lot of anger and hatred in her eyes.

With a cold snort, he looked straight at her like a blade. "Zhuque, don't forget our oath. Whoever divulges the injury of the master without permission is tantamount to betrayal and will be punished by heaven. Even if the person you divulge is your master! "

Zhu Que's body trembled when she was oppressed by the powerful pressure. Then she remembered that she was so weak now. All of them were given by the bitch of bainalan river. The resentment in her heart was like a raging fire, burning more vigorously.

"You idiots are fooled by an unknown woman. It is clear that my master is the one who is most likely to make the master recover. If you don't believe me and my master, you should believe that bitch. " Zhuque laughed sarcastically, the whole face with twisted ferocity, coupled with the scars on her face, was even more ugly and horrible, "if this bitch can't cure the master at last, no! This bitch wants the master to take Yin congealing grass. It's clear that he wants to kill the master If the Lord and his son are in trouble because of your decision, at that time, you will all wait for your own punishment

Qinglong and other people looked at each other, and their faces were embarrassed.

After all, if He Xi does not mean well, it will probably kill Nangong Yu; but if He Xi's treatment plan is not used, now they are helpless.

Do you really want to help the physicians' Association? But that is tantamount to leading wolves into the house. If the master is awake, he will never agree with this decision.

After all, what should we do?

"You say that if I can't cure Nangong Yu, they will make their own punishment. What if I do?" All of a sudden, a clear and melodious female voice sounded from the door, and everyone could not help following the reputation.

He Xi, dressed up as a teenager, is slowly coming out of the room. Although it's a man's dress, ordinary people can see her identity as a woman at a glance because she doesn't do much camouflage.

The snow-white and delicate skin is shining in the sun, the hair is wet by sweat, half pasted on the cheek, more and more set off with beautiful eyes and teeth, like the spirit born in the morning fog, so beautiful that people are dazzled.

They all looked at her and said to each other in a trance: no wonder the master, who has always been cold-hearted, treats Miss Nalan so differently.