Chapter 67 Strong Pulse

Master Bai exchanged a few words with Master Yang, and a clerk quickly entered the room, clasped his fists with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and said respectfully, "Sir, Doctor Jia is outside to see you."

"Hurry up, please go into the side hall to diagnose and treat Miss Ye." When Lord Yang heard this, he hurriedly said.

After a while, the yamen led Dr. Jia in and saluted Mr. Yang.

"Doctor Jia, quickly show Qianqian." Bai Ziyuan hurriedly led Dr. Jia to Ning Moqian from the previous issue, "Just tell me what precious medicinal materials you need, as long as she is fine."

Seeing Bai Ziyuan's worried look, Doctor Jia quickly nodded, put the medicine box on his shoulders on the table, and slowly sat on the wooden bench and looked at Ning Moqian.

"Please come here, girl."

He pointed to the wooden bench in front of him.

Ning Moqian didn't want to let Doctor Jia check, after all, it was everyone's kindness, so she could not refuse to go to the table and sit down, and put her hand on the white cloth bag.

Doctor Jia stretched out his fingers and gently placed them on the other's wrist, frowning involuntarily.

Judging from the blood stains on the clothes, the injury should not be minor. Why is the pulse so strong, stronger than that of ordinary men, and it doesn't look like an injury at all?

He was afraid that his diagnosis was wrong, so he asked the other party to make another diagnosis with another hand, and the result was still the same.

"Doctor Jia, don't be confused, I'm not injured." Ning Moqian saw that Dr. Jia was puzzled, and quickly said, "It's just that Young Master Bai is too worried."

Doctor Jia blinked, no matter how he looked, it didn't look like he was injured, but it was impossible for the pulse to deceive him. Although his medical skills were not that proficient, he was still good at such minor illnesses, since the other party did this. , I couldn't find any faults myself, so I gave up.

"Doctor Jia, how is she?" Bai Ziyuan saw that Dr. Jia took out the paper and pen from the medical wooden box and was prescribing a prescription, and hurriedly asked, "Is the injury serious?"

"She was just a little frightened, just drink some tranquilizers." Doctor Jia replied to the other side while writing.

"Just frightened?!" Bai Ziyuan said with a frown, this is absolutely impossible, he saw with his own eyes strange vines wrapped around her arm, the wound was very deep, and there was a lot of blood flowing, "Doctor Jia, you have No diagnosis? She suffered the same injury as me, and I could barely use gravity on my hands. She is a weak girl, how could she just be frightened?!"

Doctor Jia didn't believe it either, but the result of his diagnosis was like this.

Seeing that the other party didn't believe him, Bai Ziyuan hurried forward and quickly lifted up Ning Moqian's sleeves. His well-proportioned snow-white arm was immediately exposed in front of everyone, but dried blood was sticking to his arm. The grown-up subconsciously moved his eyes to the side, looking at no evil.

"Look for yourself, how come you're not injured?" Bai Ziyuan pointed to one of them, and said quickly, using his fingers to wipe the blood on his arm in the next second.

Ning Moqian's expression changed suddenly, she knew that the other party was not malicious, but this kind of behavior made her a little uncomfortable, and she quickly pulled back her hand.

How could Bai Ziyuan let go of the opportunity to prove this matter, he found something wrong as soon as he started, although there was dried blood on his arm, but there was no wound, he couldn't help but stunned, before he could react, He was kicked fiercely in the chest and flew a few meters away.

(End of this chapter)

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