Invite the princess to enjoy the meal

Chapter 113 Misfortune comes with blessings, and blessings come with misfortunes

The white-bearded old man pawed at An Qingxi's eyes, checked his tongue coating, and his expression gradually changed from casual to serious.

Nalanyan at the side saw him take out the silver needle, immediately grabbed his hand, narrowed his eyes vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

"Acupuncture!" The old man with white beard replied innocently.

It was the first time that Nalanyan saw someone using acupuncture to treat children, and Nalanyan was somewhat skeptical about this person's medical skills.

"Where did you find this old man? Why are you so faceless? You can't be a charlatan!"

The old man with the white beard wanted to tease the young man, he pretended to sigh deeply, and said ambiguously, "The old man has not been in Jianghu for a long time, and there are still legends about him in the Jianghu."

"Speak in human terms." Nalanyan didn't like his tricks.

The white-bearded old man choked, well, this young man is too unconventional, but he still can't take the initiative to declare his name, wouldn't that be too self-deprecating?

He puffed up his chest, "To tell you the truth, those who work in the imperial hospital now, those with the most senior qualifications are all old apprentices."

Nalanyan looked him up and down, and then asked Bai Ye, "Did you really find this man from the Imperial Hospital? Didn't you just drag him from the side of the road?"

Bai Ye nodded repeatedly.

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, shook off Nalanyan's hand, and quickly inserted silver needles on several large acupuncture points in Anqingxi.

Soon, An Qingxi's frowning tended to ease.

Nalanyan touched his nose and stopped picking on his medical skills.

"This girl has a high fever because of the cold and the cold enters her body. The old man can get the cold out of her body with acupuncture, but the cold is still a trivial matter."

There was something in the old man's words, Nalanyan looked at the little fool whose face was still flushed, and couldn't help asking, "Does she have other illnesses?"

The white-bearded old man squinted at him, as if he regarded him as an abuser, "The main reason is that her body has been traumatized before, and she has been hungry and full for a long time, and her body has been damaged over time. If she hadn't suffered this pain , Those hidden diseases will not all erupt, it can be said to be a destructive force, sick like a mountain, not to scare you, if it stays for half a day at night, even if you are old, you will have no way to recover."

Nalanyan didn't care about the look in the old man's eyes, and focused on the little fool. Unexpectedly, she suffered so much inhuman treatment. He held his breath in his chest, wishing to take revenge on those who bullied her!
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "But this time it's a blessing in disguise. The wind-cold is not a serious disease, and hidden diseases can be cured if they erupt once. A minor illness can kill her."

Nalanyan heaved a sigh of relief, then turned his eyes and glared at him, "Don't say half of what you say!"

Seeing that the little bully was deflated, the old man smiled even more happily, and took off the silver needles one by one.

"By the way, what about the adults in your mansion?"

Nalanyan replied indifferently, "Young master's mansion is the biggest."

The white-bearded old man looked at him in surprise, "No adults? No wonder you, the older brother, brought up the younger sister like this. You must not have cared much about it. You just care about playing with yourself! What a pitiful little girl."

Bai Ye hurriedly stepped forward to explain, but the old man waved his hand, pointing at Bai Ye and saying, "Boy, take this old man to write prescriptions and get medicine."

Bai Ye glanced at her master, and Nalanyan waved her hand casually.

Only then did Bai Ye lead the person down.

Nalanyan was already used to misunderstanding, but this time he also felt that he had done something wrong.

He squatted down in front of the couch, raised his hand to caress An Qingxi's hair, showing a rare gentle look.

"If Grandpa had brought you by his side at that time and hadn't left for half a step, then you wouldn't have fallen into the water, right?"

　(Ann: I'm really too busy today, and I don't have enough brains. I'll stop here for the time being. By the way, you can guess the identity of the old man with white beard. See you tomorrow at 12 noon!)
　　
　
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