Wu Zi is more irritable: I don't know!
Not only did Mrs. Wu and Wu Zi become more nervous, Sister Wu and Sister Wu were already stepping back, fearing that if they just said a word, they would throw their feet away and rush out!
When Su Luo took the pulse of Nangong Jiayun, his eyes were not idle, and out of the corner of his eyes, he looked at the Wu family from time to time.
Therefore, Mrs. Wu, Wu Ziyue, and Wu's younger sister Wu Dasao... The expressions on their faces could not escape her eyes.
With the diagnosis of Nangong Jiayun's condition, after in-depth analysis... Su Luo felt more emotional.
"Alas." Finally, Su Luo sighed.
As soon as she breathed out, everyone's eyes fell on her.
"Luoluo, what's the matter? How is your sister Jiayun?" Madam Nangong grabbed Su Luo and said nervously and guiltily: "Luoluo, to be honest, your sister Jiayun is not good to you, and her behavior is confused. It's not like I've offended you once or twice, if possible, my aunt really doesn't want to bother you, but now only you can cure her disease, so—"
Su Luo smiled lightly: "If it wasn't for my aunt's sake, I really wouldn't want to interfere with her illness."
"Then she..." Madam Nangong exclaimed.
"It's hard to cure." Su Luo paused and said, "It's not a matter of a day or two to cure. It requires long-term treatment and care."
As soon as Su Luo said these words, everyone in the Wu family subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief!
good! Very good! As long as it is not cured immediately, there is a chance in the future!
Even Wu Ziyue had dozens of ways to make Nangong Jiayun die silently in his mind.
But in the next second, Su Luo smiled faintly: "Of course, that's for others, if it's me—"
Everyone's curiosity and attention were firmly controlled by Su Luo, and everyone stared at Su Luo with bated breath.
"As long as I drink my medicine, I can guarantee that Nangong Jiayun will regain consciousness today." Su Luo smiled lightly, her eyes firm and confident.
rumbling—
Mrs. Wu, Wu Ziyue, Sister Wu, Sister Wu... They just felt a loud rumbling above their heads! As if a thunderbolt fell from a sunny day!
Wu Xiaomei turned around and was about to run, but Wu Ziyue held her tightly and gave her a vicious look with warning eyes!
Wu Xiaomei was frightened and finally did not dare to move.
Wu Zi took a few more deep breaths before he finally stabilized his mind. He clasped his fists at Su Luo and pretended to be grateful, "Miss Su! Can the lowly's disease really be cured today? If this is the case, Ziyue will be a bull in the next life. Ma, I will also repay your great kindness!"
Su Luo glanced over his face with a half-smile but not a smile, and said slowly, "I hope you really thank me."
Wu Ziyue's heart froze, his face changed slightly, and he frowned at Su Luoweiwei: "What does Miss Su mean?"
As if Su Luo didn't hear what he said, he just ignored him.
At this time, Nangong Jiayi had already taken the pen and ink over, brushed a few strokes, and quickly wrote a pill formula.
Su Luo said to Ziyi, "According to this list, go to the pharmacy in the house to get medicine, the speed is faster."
Ziyi glanced at the pill recipe with a solemn expression, he clenched his fists at Su Luo, turned and walked away quickly!
At this time, Wu Ziyue's eyes were fixed on Ziyi's back.
That pill recipe... can it really restore Nangong Jiayun's sobriety? If she regained consciousness, would she point out what happened three days ago