Bian Que glanced in her direction, a flash of interest flashed in his eyes, and said to Yan Xiaomo: "This young lady is really beautiful.
I'm here."
Bian Que, before he finished speaking these two words, he was already He was dragged away again by Xuance.
"What little sister, Xiaojiu is a boy, are you blind?"
Xuance murmured quietly and easily dragged Bian Que into Yixing's bedroom.
Gongsun Li was already waiting for Bian Que's arrival in his bedroom.
"You are blind."
Bian Que retorted, he is a doctor, if he can't even distinguish between men and women, what kind of doctor is he or what kind of miracle doctor he is.
"I won't tell you anymore.
Quickly go to see my brother for medical treatment.
I will satisfy you whatever you want."
Xuance carried Bian Que to Yixing's bedside and threatened Bian Que with a knife on his neck.
Bian Que frowned slightly when he saw a pale face.
He stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of the person on the bed, and soon discovered the cause of the disease.
Within a few minutes, Bian Que let go of Yixing's wrist.
"Miracle doctor, how is my brother?"
When Gongsun Li saw Yixing closing his eyes, his heart sank slightly.
Could it be that even Bian Que couldn't save Yixing's brother?
Thinking about it, an uncomfortable feeling welled up in my heart.
"Give me the paper, ink, pen and inkstone."
Bian Que sat on the side like a great man, reached out to pick up the tea on the table, and found that the temperature of the tea inside had disappeared, so he put the tea cup back again.
Soon, servants brought all these things over one by one.
Bian Que wrote something directly on the white paper, very fast, and the handwriting on it was so arrogant that it was usually difficult to see clearly what was written on it.
"What's written on it?"
Xuance went over to take a look, but found that he couldn't read a single word on it clearly.
"Ordinary people can't understand it."
Bian Que said proudly, this is his original creation.
“How can I take medicine if I don’t understand?”
Xuance said very confusedly, he couldn't even understand this, so how could he take the medicine?
"Hey, why didn't I think of this?"
Bian Que paused and said with a sudden look on his face.
Xuance couldn't help but shake his head and gave Bian Que a big roll of his eyes.
Although there is no doubt that he is a miracle doctor, this miracle doctor is a bit stupid.
"In the past, when I saved people, I always gave them medicine."
Bian Que explained emphatically, and then wrote another prescription on the white paper.
This time, his picture on it was much clearer, but it must be said that Bian Que's handwriting was really not very good.
"I can finally recognize it clearly this time."
Xuance brought the prescription over, but he still didn't understand what was written in it.
After all, I'm not a doctor, so I don't know if it's normal.
Xuance handed the prescription to the servant and asked the servant to get the medicine.
Yixing recovered within a few days under Bian Que's prescription.
"A miracle doctor is a miracle doctor, and he cannot be compared to ordinary doctors."
Xuance said with emotion that they had invited many famous and unknown doctors to treat Yixing before, but none of them could cure Yixing's disease.
Now that Bian Que has taken action, the disease that has troubled Yixing for so long has been cured, and Bian Que is well-deserved to be called the miracle doctor.
"So, do you think the miracle doctor is barking randomly?"
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Bian Que rolled his eyes at Xuance, too underestimated him.
If they didn't have two brushes, how could those people call them "miracle doctors" oshow7: