Chapter 32

"OK." Nalan Jinnian left his desk and went to one side of the round table to sit down.

A cloud brocade pulse pillow with red embroidered magpies has been prepared there.

"Please sit down, girl."

He sat down beside him.

The wolf squatted down at his warm feet, just like a loyal dog.

Nalan Jinnian put his right hand on the pulse pillow. Housekeeper yuan was trying to put a handkerchief on his hand.

Nalan Jinnian glanced up at him coldly.

Housekeeper yuan dared not move.

The big gray wolf rolled a wolf's eye at housekeeper yuan: it's really not a wink!

"Housekeeper yuan, go and take out the gold needle." The tone is indifferent.

"Yes, master!" Housekeeper yuan immediately went to the Bogu shelf, took a box with exquisite carving on it, and then stood on the side holding the box, afraid to disturb the warm pulse.

It seemed that she didn't feel the warmth. Her skinny little hand and thin fingertips gently rested on his pulse. Her fingers were slightly pale, and her light pink nails were round and clean, but also a little white.

"How does your hand feel today?"

"It's a little numb now, and it was yesterday." Nalan Jinnian felt that when she took her hand yesterday, the numbness appeared again.

Warm nodded: "numbness is a good thing, indicating that he began to regain consciousness."

After a while, warm withdrew his hand: "yes, the toxin is cleared faster than I expected."

The poison in him is very overbearing. Now the nerve cells have been seriously damaged. If he is careless, he will leave irreversible sequelae.

Housekeeper yuan carefully opened the box and whispered, "Miss Wen, do you see if these gold needles meet your requirements?"

After a warm look, the gold needles were neatly placed on the red brocade forging.

She nodded and looked at Nalan Jinnian again: "OK, seventeen childe, can you prepare to apply the needle?"

Nalan Jinnian heard that she was still calling herself. It was a little awkward. She said, "my name is Jinnian. Miss Wen can call me by my name."

Warm and surprised looked at him, and shopkeeper yuan couldn't think of looking at his master.

Nalan Jinnian noticed something wrong: "or just call me seventeen brother like your eldest brother. Young master is too outsider."

Housekeeper yuan was shocked: what is the identity of the master? No one in Naran who can call him brother is qualified!

The master also asked the wild girl's family to call him brother?

What does that mean?!

Does the master have a crush on her?

Housekeeper yuan looked warm. This is a bean sprout that is underdeveloped and hasn't grown up!

Not at all.

No way!

She doesn't deserve it!

The Lord must praise her for her medical skills!

After all, only she can cure the master's hand, can't she?

Warmth is not tangled, just a title: "OK, seventeen brother can also call me warm sister."

Housekeeper yuan narrowed his eyes. Seventeen brother? How dare she shout! It seems that I have to mention her later so that she won't think too much!

He looked around warmly. There was only one imperial concubine's bed in the study. There was no bed. He said, "brother seventeen, the needle needs to lie flat."

Housekeeper yuan listened to the note: "go to the guest room!"

It's not good for a girl to enter a man's bedroom. Besides, the master always doesn't like a woman to step into his room.

"Don't bother." Nalan Jinnian stood up. He walked back to the desk and turned the pen shelf. At this time, the Bogu shelf behind him moved and exposed an inner room entrance.

The wolf ran in for the first time, then wagged his tail at the warmth, as if inviting her to hurry in.

Housekeeper yuan jumped on his forehead. Even if he praised him, did the master trust Miss Wen too much?

There are many military secret letters in the secret room of the study. The master let her know the secret room mechanism.

Compared with the bedroom, housekeeper yuan felt that she could not enter the secret room.

Then housekeeper yuan thought that warm was just a farmgirl. She didn't have the courage or the ability to steal things from the secret room through layers of dark guards. Maybe she didn't even recognize a word.

He felt at ease at the thought.

"There is soft collapse inside." Nalanjin walked in first.

"OK."

They walked in one by one.

At this time, a white figure rushed in: "is the girl who prescribed the antidote coming?"

Warm turned and looked out the door. A man in white hurried in.

The man has red lips and white teeth, his skin is better than snow, his eyebrows and eyes are trimmed, his temperament is elegant, and his white clothes make him as clean and holy as spring and snow, making people look pleasing to the eyes.

Warm recognized his voice, the owner of ginseng?

No, wild ginseng has no master! He didn't engrave his name.

Whoever digs it is his!

Feng Nianchen also looked at the warmth at this time. Such a dry fried string bean is obviously nutritious, weak and sick! Can you actually detoxify the poison you can't detoxify?

Do you know the method of acupuncture?

He doesn't believe it!

"Little girl, did you prescribe that prescription?"

"Yes." Warm slightly nodded.

"How do you know the antidote?"

"Learned."

"Where did you learn it?"

Does he live by the sea?

Tube so wide!

Warm frown, faint impatience between the eyebrows: "self-taught. Do you still apply needles?"

Feng Nianchen: "

For the first time, someone dared to throw a face at him!

He is the first descendant of the miracle doctor. He is called the little miracle doctor Feng!

No one dares to offend the miracle doctor in Naran! The emperor is polite to him!

wait!

"Did you just call him brother seventeen?" You can't think of anything.

"Well, can't you? He asked me to."

The wind reads the dust to listen to a face strange: "No."

"Let's go." Nalan Jinnian took a faint look at Feng Nianchen, and then walked into the secret room.

Warm follow in.

Feng Nianchen touched his nose. He'd better mind his own business and hurried in.

Housekeeper yuan walked in a few steps behind him.

Feng Nianchen wants to see how she applies the needle.

The art of acupuncture and moxibustion has long been lost. No one in Nalan knows it, and even no doctor in other countries knows it. He doesn't understand how warmth can be.

Housekeeper yuan came in to supervise her.

A needle can sometimes kill people.

Although it is found that warmth is just a little peasant girl born and raised in China, and she has never even been to Fucheng, maybe some people hide deeply and have to guard against it.

After all, it's a little close to Huainan King's fief.

Warm looked at the two people who followed in step by step, and said patiently, "brother seventeen, I can't be disturbed when I apply the needle."

Nalan Jinnian looked at them and said, "go out."

Feng Nianchen: "... I just want to see the long lost art of acupuncture and moxibustion. And I've learned that I can help you with acupuncture and moxibustion when the little girl has something to do, right?"

Housekeeper yuan: "little, stay and see if you can help."

Nalan Jinnian didn't speak any more, just looked at him.

"Yes." Housekeeper yuan immediately lowered his head, responded respectfully, and withdrew.

Feng Nianchen is crazy about medical skills. He really wants to see it!

He looked at Nalan Jinnian. The man's eyebrows and eyes were cold and impatient. An iceberg face looked at him.

Forget it, he doesn't dare to really annoy him. He's trying to quit.

Warm but said: "wait, is this childe a doctor? Then you stay and help!"

Warmth is to think about tomorrow morning. There are several acupoints that need acupuncture, so the effect is better.

But she's selling snails tomorrow morning. She doesn't have time to come.

She will teach him in a moment. She won't have to come early tomorrow morning. Just come in the afternoon.

Feng Nianchen's eyes brightened: "yes, I'm a doctor! Have you heard of it? Just call me brother Feng."

He is a famous little miracle doctor Feng. Since she knows medical skills, she must have heard her name.

He waited for her admiring eyes!

"No. is it famous?" Warm didn't look at him. He bowed his head and played with the gold needle. He answered casually. His attitude was extremely perfunctory.

Feng Nianchen: "