God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 213 Doubts (2)

Ye Machen looked at her ignorantly, "How much consultation fee does Sister Yue need? My father should not be short of these."

His ignorant eyes were quickly filled with water, "If sister Yue can cure my leg, Ma Chen will thank you for the rest of his life, even if..."

Biting her lip, she didn't dare to look up, her face was full of shame, "Even if you want me to promise you with your body, it's okay."

Ye Machen's words are not false. If Yue Qingcheng can really heal his leg, he can give her the entire Xia Kingdom. If she wants to be the queen of the world, she can take it casually.

He doesn't care about Yue Qingcheng's appearance, anyway, he doesn't stay in such a small place for long.

Yue Qingcheng opened her mouth slightly... This is really a bolt from the blue!

"Don't joke with me." She said coldly.

Ye Machen hurriedly said apologetically: "The atmosphere is a little tense, I just made a joke, sister Yue doesn't mind."

Yue Qingcheng stood quietly without making a sound.

Seeing her reckless appearance, Ye Machen murmured in his heart, he had only heard of her being arrogant, but never heard of her being so cold and arrogant.

"Don't worry, Sister Yue, regarding the consultation fee, I'm sure you and your master are not to blame." Ye Machen said solemnly.

He casually took out something from his storage ring, which Yue Qingcheng had never seen before, no matter how bad it was, there was an emperor's cheap father, and the mere consultation money, what's the point?

Yue Qingcheng nodded, took out a silver needle and pierced his leg.

"What's the problem? Those doctors couldn't tell, but sister Yue could tell at a glance." Ye Machen sighed.

However, his eyes were cold. Was Yue Qingcheng fooling him this time or did he really see something? Neither the old dog nor himself could heal the leg. Could she really heal it?

If he finds out that he has been tricked, he doesn't even bother to throw the poison pill, and directly takes her life.

"Stop talking!" Yue Qingcheng said.

Ye Machen snorted coldly in his heart, responded softly on his face, and said nothing.

Yue Qingcheng struggled for a while, feeling it carefully, but never found the dark power again.

He frowned.

"Hiss..." Ye Machen suddenly gasped.

Yue Qingcheng looked up.

Ye Machen said: "It's a bit cold."

Yue Qingcheng nodded, changed the position and continued to give the needle.

Ye Machen gasped again, if it wasn't for Yue Qingcheng's way of not being able to see the problem, he would have thought she was playing tricks on him on purpose.

"Hot," he said.

Yue Qingcheng took back the silver needle and put it into the cloth bag.

"Well, do you see anything?"

If you can't see anything, hurry up and invite that ghost owl medicine fairy to take a look. When you are useless, I can feed you poison pills!

"I'll prescribe a prescription, you go back and boil it, drink it for three days and see, and then do follow-up treatment." Yue Qingcheng said lightly.

Before going to the desk, he wrote a prescription and handed it to Ye Machen.

Ye Machen looked at it, and asked suspiciously: "Sister Yue, which country's language did you write, and I don't know it?"

What is it written? He is proficient in nine languages, but he can't recognize it.

Yue Qingcheng suddenly remembered that she subconsciously used the words from that world.

Taking the prescription back, she said: ""The prescription is very simple, just memorize it. "

"Achyranthes bidentata ten qian, ginseng, astragalus, rehmannia glutinosa, aconite, schisandra, each five qian, dogwood, Wujiapi, Cistanche, and Fangfeng each three qian, cinnamon, sea wind rattan, Chuanxiong [-] qian each, Sichuan pepper three qian, with Half a pot of rice wine."

"Mash up these medicines, pack them in fine gauze, tie them tightly and put them in a wine jar, boil them with Yuanli for a day and a night, and drink them when they are clear. Do you remember?"

Yue Qingcheng squinted her eyes, carefully looked at his expression and asked.

"I remember it all," Ye Machen smiled, "It's just that these medicines are just ordinary medicines, they have no vitality, sister Yue, so... will it work?"

A person who can't cultivate can't compare with a martial artist, and he can remember mere mortals?

The doubts in Yue Qingcheng's heart are getting bigger and bigger.

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