Chapter 113 Who is she?
Zhan Wuji picked up his wine glass and took a sip.
Fengshen's handsome face was cold and arrogant, his eyes were deep, "Don't lose too miserably.
Update as soon as possible."
Nangong Qian was startled at first, and then he was flattered.
He had been in contact with Zhan Wuji for so long, so he knew something about him.
Based on her expectations, he would definitely say something to mock her, but his words were a disguised form of encouragement.
The majestic ghost king was actually encouraging her Nangong Qian was elated, smiling and looking at the man's cool and delicate profile, "You want me to win?"
Zhan Wuji looked down at her and snorted arrogantly, "I'm afraid you'll lose too badly and lose my face."
Nangong Qian curled his lips, he was such an arrogant guy, he obviously just wanted her to win.
"Tch, the little girl will definitely win."
Dongfang Mo glared at Zhan Wuji and hummed in displeasure.
He was full of confidence in Nangong Qian.
Hua Feihua sat in the main seat with an interesting expression on his face.
If his face were not as pale as paper, he would not have looked like a patient.
"I don't know how the saint can compare."
Nangong Qian looked at Luo Qingqing.
Luo Qingqing raised her lips and chuckled, "Why don't we go to the main street of the Yan tribe tomorrow morning to set up a table and treat patients.
In one morning, we will see who can treat more patients.
What do you think?"
"No problem."
Nangong Qian agreed without even thinking about it.
Luo Qingqing's expression was a little stiff.
She didn't expect the other party to be so cheerful, but her heart was full of ridicule.
She was too self-righteous.
The next day.
Hua Feihua had already arranged for two tables to be placed at the most popular street intersection of the Yan tribe.
Luo Qingqing is a saint of the Yan tribe, and her medical skills are famous in the Yan tribe.
He also wants to know whether Nangong Qian will win.
If her medical skills were really better than Luo Qingqing's, and she said she could help him cure his illness, it would most likely be true.
If her medical skills are not even as good as Luo Qingqing's, he has to wonder if she is deceiving him just for the sake of Honglian Karma.
Thinking of this, Hua Feihua, who was standing in the darkness of the street, looked extremely cold.
Nangong Qian and Luo Qingqing were sitting on the left and right sides of the street respectively, with signs offering free medical treatment on the tables in front of them.
As the clinic opened, countless people from the Yan tribe rushed towards Luo Qingqing.
In just a moment, a long queue formed in front of Luo Qingqing's table.
After all, she is a saint of the Yan tribe, and all the people of the Yan tribe know her.
Now that she is out to treat everyone's illnesses for free, everyone is willing to treat her.
There was no one in front of Nangong Qian's table, and it looked very desolate.
Dongfang Mo was so angry that he stamped his feet and comforted Nangong Qian with a charming smile, "Little girl, don't worry, it's because they have no vision. 258" "I'm not in a hurry."
Nangong Qian rubbed his ears and smiled calmly.
Dongfang Mo looked at her leisurely look and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
He felt that it was because the emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was.
Bah, bah, bah, he's not a eunuch Luo Qingqing spoke in a friendly tone and smiled like a spring breeze to everyone.
In just a moment, she looked at five patients.
Then she looked towards Nangong Qian and saw that there was no one at her table.
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When Nangong Qian met Shangluo Qingqing's provocative gaze, she remained calm and calm.
Then she spoke, "The uncle in the black robe, please wait."
As she spoke, the middle-aged man who was named looked back at Nangong Qian with the prescription in hand, with confusion on his face.
"I guess your right leg always hurts from time to time."
"How did you know?"
The middle-aged man looked incredulous.
Nangong Qian smiled mysteriously and said, "You must have had pain again three days ago, but you haven't had pain in the past two days, so you didn't mention it when you saw the doctor just now, and the other party didn't check it out for you."
The middle-aged man looked at the girl in white in the distance with shocked eyes.
She was absolutely right.
In a moment, he ran quickly towards Nangong Qian with the medicine bag in hand, and said excitedly, "Little girl, my right leg does hurt.
I thought it was just an occasional cramp, so I didn't take it to heart."
"You don't call it cramps, but rheumatoid arthritis.
As long as it's cloudy and rainy, your legs will have mild or severe pain due to the weather."
After recalling it carefully, the middle-aged man nodded repeatedly and said excitedly and incoherently, "Yes, it hurts sometimes and I took medicine.
Yes, that's it."
Nangong smiled slightly and asked Luo Fengying to write a prescription for her.
"Take this medicine twice a day for seven days to ensure your recovery."
"Thank you, little girl, thank you."
The middle-aged man happily took the prescription.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't trust her, a stranger, but from what she just told him so accurately, he believed she could cure his illness.
After the middle-aged man left, several people in the long queue in front of Luo Qingqing walked towards Nangong Qian's table without hesitation.
Luo Qingqing's eyes widened, and the blood surged in her body with anger.
Damn you bitch, she called her patient to stop, she clearly wanted to undermine her.
Nangong Qian had confidence in her medical skills.
Although there were many patients in front of him, she was not worried, she was just waiting for a suitable opportunity.
That middle-aged man was her best chance to get a patient.
As each patient arrived, she was able to accurately describe their previous illness, causing an uproar immediately.
In just one stick of incense, a long queue had already formed in front of Nangong Qian.
Dongfang Mo was so excited when he saw it, with a charming and smug smile on her beautiful face.
He knew that the little girl was the most powerful.
Luo Fengying was very surprised.
Nangong Qian's medical skills were completely beyond his expectation.
After all, she was only fourteen years old.
Even if she had been a doctor since she was a child, it was impossible for her to be able to cure all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases.
But now she can handle all kinds of patients with ease.
Zhan Wuji and Hua Feihua were sitting in the teahouse next to them.
They could see the situation on the street clearly through the window.
At this moment, there was a burst of noise from the other end of the street.
I saw a long team running in the direction of Nangong Qian without hesitation.
Hua Feihua was slightly stunned.
Nangong Qian was indeed capable and quite smart.
In other words, she won when she called out to the middle-aged man in black robe.
Zhan Wuji stared deeply at the woman with a sweet smile and sparkling eyes.
It could be seen that she seemed to particularly enjoy helping people heal their illnesses.
In the past, Nangong Qian had absolutely no medical skills.
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From this, he was even more certain that she was not the real Nangong Qian.
Who is she?
When Luo Qingqing saw more and more people on Nangong Qian's side, her hands were shaking with anger, her heart was in chaos, and she lost all mood to see a doctor for a while.
Originally, she proposed to compete in medical skills to prove that she was better than Nangong Qian.
But judging from the current situation, she is clearly helping Nangong Qian pave the way for her to shine in front of the people of the Yan tribe.
Luo Qingqing was so regretful that her intestines were green, but she had to walk the path she chose on her knees
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