"Lord..." In the evening, Li Qing Fengchen came back quietly.
Jun Moran glanced at the sleeping Hua Laoyue, got off the bed lightly and opened the door to go out.
Li Qing bowed and reported: "Master, the ghost doctor is here!"
As soon as he left the voice, an old man wearing a ghost mask appeared in front of Jun Moran: "Xiao Ranran is finally willing to look for me, an old guy, why is there something to look for me?"
Jun Moran glanced at Li Qing, and Li Qing immediately bowed down with interest.
Jun Moran took the old man to the next room.
"Let's talk, what's the matter with the old man?" Without waiting for Jun Mo Ran to speak, the old man sat at the table on his own, and then picked up a cup of tea familiarly and poured himself a cup of tea.
Jun Moran pushed the wheelchair to the old man's side, "You said before that I could heal my leg?"
The old man was stunned and looked at Jun Mo Ran incredulously: "You actually figured it out?"
Jun Moran's eyes shook, yes, he figured it out, he wants to heal his legs!
When the old man saw his expression, he suddenly became interested: "No, how did you figure it out? Aren't you still unwilling to live and die before?"
Jun Moran frowned and glanced at the old man: "I want to treat it now."
The old man was shocked again: "This
What anxious, what happened? "
Jun Moran didn't intend to tell him so much, "If it's convenient for you, I will treat it tonight."
The old man froze again. Isn't it tonight? What happened to this kid, so anxious!
"Convenience is convenient." The old man looked at Jun Moran with bright eyes: "But the old man still said that. This method of treatment is very dangerous. If it doesn't work, your leg will be completely abolished. There is no possibility!"
Jun Moran did not hesitate: "Zhi!"
The old man looked very puzzled. He hadn't been willing to treat him before, and he had to wait for his recovery. Why is it necessary to treat the legs this time
Seeing his firm expression, the old man nodded without saying anything: "Okay, I have to prepare, and I will look for you in three days."
Jun Moran frowned: "Can't it be cured today?"
The old man had a black line: "How can you treat it as soon as you say, you didn't notify me in advance, I can't prepare for it!"
He had to prepare the medicinal materials mainly, but nothing else.
Looking at his expression, Jun Moran knew that he really couldn't cure him, so he sighed and nodded: "That's good, then
At this time in three days, I am here waiting for you. "
The old man nodded: "Okay, then I'll go first."
The old man said and disappeared.
Jun Mo Ran pushed the wheelchair back to the study room next door, entered the room, and saw that Hua Lao Yue was still asleep, and Jun Mo Ran did not move the place, and went to bed.
Feeling something, Hua Laoyue opened her eyes staringly, seeing that it was Jun Moran, she rubbed his arms in his arms and continued to sleep.
Jun Mo Ran liked the way she trusted him wholeheartedly, smiled and leaned over to kiss her.
Hua Laoyue slept soundly, feeling he kissed her, she opened her eyes again and gently pushed him away: "Go to sleep, it's not early."
Jun Moran held her in his arms, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked her: "Will you care about my legs?"
Listening to him, Hua Laoyue quietly opened one eye and looked at him.
"Do you care about my legs?" Jun Moran asked her very seriously.
Hua Laoyue finally understood, a black line.
Does she care about usefulness? She still wants to marry him!
Of course, Hua Laoyue is not easy to say if it is such a blow, and she can only touch his handsome face comfortingly: "No matter whether your legs are good or bad, you are our Nan Yan's hero."
(End of this chapter)