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Chapter 85 The Miraculous Doctor Allures the City (32)

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    Everyone has dispersed, there is no excitement to watch, things are going on, Mingshu is holding some snacks and preparing to leave.

    Qingchen appeared in front of her without any warning, and a strange fragrance assaulted her nostrils.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of shame when a grown man smells like this.

    Mingshu subconsciously hugged Dim Sum tightly, shrank back, and stared at a certain butterfly warily, "What are you doing?"

    You suddenly appeared and want to snatch my snacks?

    Qingchen was funny, "How come you are like that little beast?" You are so protective of food.

    Mingshu wanted to retort, but she swallowed her words again, "It's okay, don't block the way."

    Qingchen turned aside to make way for Mingshu, "Miss Zhipo, I have done you a lot of favors today. Do you really not want to consider curing my illness?"

    "I'm not begging you." She can handle it herself. Who asked him to pop out suddenly and stop me from showing off?

    "No matter what, I helped you in the end, right?" Qingchen shamelessly took the credit for himself.

    Mingshu glanced at him and rarely refuted.

    Because what Qingchen said is true.

    Mingshu doesn¡¯t like to owe favors. Even if the favor is not what she wants, she will give it to her if it is given.

    but¡­¡­

    She really doesn¡¯t want to treat the butterfly that snatches her snacks.

    Mingshu said nothing and walked forward with his head buried in the ground.

    Qingchen gritted his teeth, resisted the urge to destroy his character, and caught up with Mingshu.

    "Girl Zhipo, what on earth do you want to do to see a doctor for me?" Qingchen grabbed Mingshu, "Is it so difficult to see a doctor?"

    He just wanted to see a doctor.

    It's that simple!  !

    "How on earth are you willing to let me go? There are so many doctors in this world, is it difficult for you to find another one?" Mingshu pulled back his clothes.

    Qingchen continued to hold on, "But only you can cure my disease."

    Mingshu pulled him back, "What's the disease?"

    "Lovesickness."

    ""

    Qingchen blurted out, and finally realized that something was wrong, but after the words were spoken, he could only squeeze out a smile and said calmly: "So this disease can only be cured by Miss Zhipo."

    ¡°After chasing her, are you still afraid that she won¡¯t treat him?

    I am really a genius!

    "You should go back and wait for death." Mingshu took his clothes and left.

    You are lovesick, uncle!

    He must be dying of illness, right?

    Qingchen: ""

    There is a saying mmp that I don¡¯t know whether to say or not.

    Qingchen adjusted his mood and showed a signature charming smile, "Is Miss Zhipo going to be ungrateful?"

    forget!  kindness!  burden!  righteous!

    Mingshu wanted to shake the ungrateful look on his face.

    Mingshu stuffed two mouthfuls of snacks into his mouth, "I can treat you, but after you are cured, you are not allowed to appear in front of me again, not for the rest of your life."

    "Okay." Qingchen smiled and agreed.

    Do you think I want to see you?

    If it weren¡¯t for this mission, he would have strangled her to death-

    Mingshu took out the tools that were almost gathering dust and sat in the yard presentably, quite a bit like a miracle doctor.

    Qingchen sat opposite her, the aura between the two was so strange, no one broke the silence, it seemed that there was no one who could laugh longer.

    Hui Xue stood aside, looking at his lady for a while and Qingchen for a while.

    What are you doing?

    Who has a better smile?

    Needless to say, she must be pretty!

    "Miss Zhipo." Qingchen couldn't help but break the silence. If he continued to laugh, his face would freeze, "Let's begin."

    "What's the point of arguing with She Jing Bing? He needs to be generous."

    Hearing this, Mingshu took out a candied fruit from the small bag next to him and stuffed it into his mouth. He raised his sleeves domineeringly and motioned for Qingchen to take it over.

    Qingchen suddenly felt a little uneasy and carefully put his hand over.

    Mingshu¡¯s hands are very warm, just like hers.

    A layer of light shone on her body, making her figure hazy and blurry.

    The breeze blows through the courtyard, and the green branches are fluttering.

    Qingchen was slightly shaken.

    The skin where she was pressing began to feel hot, and the coagulated blood began to flow.

    ? ?The temperature quickly disappeared. Qingchen raised his head and looked at the woman opposite. The woman smiled slightly and asked, "What do you think is wrong with you?"

    Qingchen: "" Who is the patient?

    A doctor asked a patient what do you think he is ill with?  !

    Have it!  !

    If he wants to know what is wrong with him, why does he need a doctor?

    Do you have any professional ethics?  !

    ¡°It runs in the family.¡±

    His father did not live past twenty-six. He was only five years old that year. He watched him die in front of him. He seemed to still be able to see his painful appearance.

    I heard that his grandfather also died at the age of twenty-six, so their family has an unwritten rule that they must get married when they reach adulthood to ensure the inheritance of the bloodline.

    However, he felt that such pain should not exist for the next generation, so he violated the rules and never got married.

    "What's the wisdom of Miss Zhipo?" He also looked at this disease, but most people said he couldn't save it.

    "It's nothing wise." Mingshu propped up his chin, "You are probably poisoned."

    Qingchen almost sprayed Mingshu to death with a mouthful of salt soda. He believed that the family inheritance for so many years was just poisoning?  It's still rough, can it be more reliable?

    Isn¡¯t this a quackery?  Or does she want to take the opportunity to kill herself?

    "What kind of poison?" He wanted to see what she could say.

    Mingshu grinned, "I don't know."

    Poof¡ª¡ª

    "Don't stop me, I'm going to strangle this snake spirit to death."

    "Miss Zhipo!!" Qingchen almost gritted his teeth. After a moment, he let go of his teeth and smiled maliciously: "It seems that Miss Zhipo really wants to see me. Could it be that she likes me?"

    "I don't like it." Mingshu replied with a brighter smile, "After all, your delicate body may not be able to withstand the torture."

    The hair on Qingchen¡¯s body stood up, policeman, there is an old driver driving here.

    Qingchen tried hard to suppress his violent mood, "Am I really poisoned?"

    Several lifetimes of family inheritance suddenly turned into poisoning, and he felt that his people's lives had been in vain.

    What kind of poison is this? It¡¯s so awesome that it¡¯s been passed down from generation to generation, thinking it¡¯s a family heirloom?

    "I guess so."

    Qingchen stared at Mingshu for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up, supported the table, and leaned close to Mingshu, "Can you cure it?"

    "Maybe." He said in an uncertain tone.

    It is also my first time to be a miracle doctor. I am not yet proficient in my profession, so it is understandable that I will make mistakes.

    A patient asked the doctor what disease I had.

    The doctor said you were probably poisoned.

    The patient endures.

    The patient asked the doctor again if my disease could be cured.

    Then the doctor replied casually, maybe it¡¯s okay.

    Maybe?

    Have you ever thought about the patient¡¯s psychological shadow?  What about your responsibilities as a doctor?

    MMP encountered a quack doctor.

    Qingchen pondered for a while, then patted the table and said, "Treat it."

    He has no other choice but to treat it.

    "The cure is the cure. Why are you banging the table?" Mingshu took the bag of candied fruits in his hand and almost knocked down all my snacks. "Don't be too excited, you will die."

    You will die!

    Qingchen calmly retracted his hand and returned to the beauty of the Butterfly Madam, "When will we start treatment?"

    If you can¡¯t cure it, strangle this quack to death.

    Mingshu raised his head and looked at the sky, "It will take a few days."

    "Why?" Why are you looking at the sky?

    Mingshu just looked at him with a smile, stood up and left with the snacks in his arms.

    A ball of colorful glutinous rice balls fell out from her sleeves. The glutinous rice balls rolled several times on the ground. The furry ones pushed the easter egg and followed Mingshu away, as if in protest.

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