When Huang Shiyilang's death reached the Han family, Mrs. Han was frightened, and this time, no matter what, she refused to listen to Han Yuntao's defense, so she had to ask people to take the post to invite Mu Jin.

Han Yuntao stopped her, "Mother, I'll go to Xinglin Hall to have a look, the weather is not good, maybe it will rain later, you send someone to invite, come and go, maybe it will rain again." ”

It's been a gloomy weather outside, and it's very boring for no reason.

Mrs. Han pursed her lips and did not stop Han Yuntao's proposal, "It's okay, I heard that the Southwest Hou personally came to invite him that day, but he didn't ask for it." ”

She didn't think that her face would be bigger than that of the Southwest Hou, if she really didn't invite Mu Jin at that time, but delayed her son's condition, it would be bad.

Han Yuntao was helpless, and he was also very powerless about his mother's obvious dissatisfaction with Mu Jin.

He didn't believe that Mu Niangzi was the kind of person who didn't save him when he saw death, since she said that she couldn't leave and had no time to go, then there must be a reason why she couldn't go away.

Unwilling to waste any more words and tongues to explain to Mrs. Han, Han Yuntao shook his head and went out.

It's past noon, but there are still a lot of people in Xinglin Hall.

Huang Shiyilang's death has raised everyone's understanding of Mu Jin's medical skills to a higher level.

Ten days ago, Huang Shiyi Lang was still a healthy person who could run and jump, and Mu Niangzi was able to assert that he had a loinclothed dragon.

What does this mean? It means that Mu Jin can see it before the onset or at the beginning of the disease, and timely diagnosis and treatment can make the patient suffer a lot less.

Of course, this is only the cognition of a few educated and sober people, such as Shen Huai and others, and more people think that Mu Jin is worthy of being a little medical fairy, and it is not ordinary to be enlightened by immortals.

With this understanding, more people come to Xinglintang for medical treatment.

Han Yuntao entered Xinglin Hall and went directly to see Holly, indicating that he wanted to see Mu Jin.

Mu Jin has been guarding Song Yuma today, he hasn't woken up yet, and when he learned that Han Yuntao was coming, she came out.

"Han Langjun!" Mu Jin curtsied, there was a trace of tiredness in her clear eyes, and the faint cyan under her eyes showed that she hadn't rested well in the past few days.

Han Yuntao frowned, "You haven't rested for the past two days, why are you so tired?"

Mu Jin bent her lips and hummed softly, "There have been a lot of things in the past two days, you came just in time, I will take the pulse for you." ”

Han Yuntao's expression was gloomy for a moment, and then he raised the corners of his mouth again, and said with concern: "No matter how busy you are, you must pay attention to your body, and if you need help, just ask." ”

Mu Jin bowed his head and reached out between Han Yuntao's bowls.

The girl's slender fingers gently pressed between her wrists, and the soft fingertips pressed her pulse lightly and heavily, and Han Yuntao's heartbeat accelerated for a moment.

He couldn't help but think of the day of the peony banquet, the moment of contact behind the garden rockery, his hand gently caressing her white and small earlobes and white jade cheeks.

It was as soft to the touch as it was now, and it made him feel his heart beat faster.

"Fortunately, it's not a big deal, in fact, the loincloth dragon is not that contagious, but if he hurts you, it may be infectious, so I remind you. Mu Jin withdrew his finger and said with a smile.

Han Yuntao looked at her leaving hand a little stunned, and for a moment even hoped that his body would not be so healthy.

"Mu Jin, actually I ........." he moved his lips, and he had an urge to pour out all the words in his heart.

He wanted to ask if he could give himself a chance to take care of her.

He was confident that he could take care of her!

"Jin'er, Jin'er, come on, come on!" Princess Minghui staggered out of the ward, interrupting Han Yuntao's words, "Come on, come on." ”

Mu Jin frowned, turned around to greet him, and entered the ward with Princess Minghui.

Leaving Han Yuntao in the same place, he still retained the posture he had just spoken, and after a while, he closed his mouth dejectedly, and left Xinglin Hall in a trance.

In the ward, Song Yuma finally opened his eyes with difficulty, and the pain in his abdomen made his brows furrow tightly.

He turned his head with difficulty and met Princess Minghui's red, swollen and smiling eyes.

"You, you're finally awake!" Princess Minghui pursed her lips for a long time before she spat out a word, but tears had already flowed.

A flash of surprise flashed in Song Yuma's eyes, in his memory, Princess Minghui had always been proud, cheerful, and clingy, but he had never seen her cry.

Looking at Princess Minghui with tears pouring down her eyes, her hair was scattered, her eyes were red and swollen, her face was pale, she was crying and laughing, and a strange look spread in his heart.

"Don't, don't, cry!" He moved his lips to keep Princess Minghui from crying, but found that his lips were chapped and his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't speak at all.

The pain in his abdomen reminded him, and he blinked before he remembered what had happened.

Princess Minghui ignored him and didn't go home, he was in a depressed mood, so he went out to climb the mountain, but he encountered a violent storm, he was on the way down, the mountain road was slippery and narrow, and he happened to meet a person who was also in a hurry to go down the mountain, the two accidentally bumped into each other, and he fell down the mountain.

It seems that he was injured, but he did not worry about his life, Song Yuma thought happily, but felt that the clothes on his abdomen were lifted.

He was taken aback and wanted to look up, but was stopped by Princess Minghui, "Don't move, Jin'er is checking the situation of the knife for you, this time thanks to Jin'er for saving you, otherwise it ............"

The latter words were unlucky, and Princess Minghui did not say them.

Knowing that it was Mu Jin who checked his wound, Song Juma was a little uncomfortable, after all, the injury was in the abdomen, and he felt uncomfortable for a young lady to stare at the abdomen.

Mu Jin's light voice sounded in the house, "Don't move, the knife is cracked, I can't save you a second time!"

Song Yuma immediately froze somewhere.

This little girl, talking is too bluffing, right?

Forget it, for the sake of her son liking her, don't worry about her!

Song Yuma snorted and enlightened himself.

Mu Jin straightened up and looked at Mu Jin with a smile, "The knife edge is not inflamed, you can eat tomorrow, you can only eat porridge for the time being, and then eat something else after the knife edge grows." ”

Princess Minghui was overjoyed!

Song Yuma's face was a little bitter, and what he didn't like to drink the most was porridge, which was light and tasteless.

He looked at Mu Jin expectantly, and asked her with his eyes, can't he really eat anything else?

Mu Jin glanced at him, "If you want to eat anything else, if I save you a second time, see if the princess still has so much blood transfused to you?"

With that, he turned around and walked out the door.

Song Yuma snorted, you can't eat it, you can't eat it, what are you doing so fiercely!

Also ask the princess if there is any blood transfusion to him, hmph, transfusion...... What, blood transfusion?

Song Yuma looked at Princess Minghui in shock, the blood transfusion means that Princess Hui gave him her own blood?

How is this possible?

Princess Minghui was a little uncomfortable stared at by his straight eyes, touched the messy hair on her sideburns, and pretended not to care: "It's just two bowls of blood, and I'll be back when I make up for it!"