At this time, the gray-haired old woman was hiding her face and weeping bitterly, kneeling down to a young and handsome doctor standing at the top and begging: "Doctor Zhang, I beg you, you can save the old man of my family!" I'm kowtowing to you! As he spoke, he immediately knocked his forehead to the ground, and begged for prayer.

"Mother, don't do this." The young man who followed her hurriedly supported her, and his voice was wailing.

On the stairs of the Hundred Herbs Hall stood two doctors, one was an old doctor with gray hair, and the other was a young doctor Xie.

I have to say that this Dr. Xie is very good-looking, wearing a green robe embroidered with purple patterns and a milky white placket with a bright silk surface. The jet-black hair was combed in a neat bun on the top of his head, pulled up with a delicate hairpin, and his face was like a crown of jade, his color was like dawn, and he was holding a jade tree in the wind.

So, it is better to say that he is a doctor, but it is better to say that he is a beautiful son.

At this time, I only heard Doctor Xie say softly: "You don't have to be like this, this, it's really not that our Hundred Herbs Hall refuses to save it, but that you sent it late, and now he can't even breathe, and now even the Daluo Immortal can't save him." This lady, you don't have to be like this, it's better to arrange the funeral for this person! ”

When the old woman heard this, she froze on the spot, threw herself on the man on the ground, and cried out loudly, "No, old man, old man, how can you be so cruel and leave me like this!" ”

Mu Lingluo was asking about the situation of the people around him, knowing that Dr. Xie was the head of this hundred herb hall, and his medical skills were superb, it was said that there was no disease that he could not cure, and it was determined that he could not live at this time, and this old man was not good.

was lamenting the death of this old man, but Mu Lingluo suddenly saw the face of the old man on the ground, and it was the old man of the noodle stall.

Mu Ling was taken aback, and then turned her eyes to look at the old woman, and knew that she must be the kind old woman, she took a closer look at the old man, and saw that he was not blue, so she couldn't help but step forward, "Grandma, can you let me take a look at this old man?" ”

The old woman looked back at Mu Lingluo, and saw that it was the girl who had come to her to buy noodles before, but now she was dressed much better than the last time, she smiled reluctantly, "It turned out to be a girl." ”

"Grandma, I'm also half a doctor, can I take the pulse for grandpa?" Mu Lingluo saw that her face was full of grief, but she still forced a smile at her, and her heart couldn't help but feel sour.

"Really? Can you revive my old man? The old woman was now full of grief, and at this time she seemed to have grabbed a life-saving grass, and hurriedly took Mu Lingluo's hand and asked urgently.

When the old doctor on the top actually saw that someone questioned Dr. Xie's medical skills, he was immediately displeased, his face suddenly sank, and he shouted: "This person is dead, what else do you see?" Aren't you crazy little milk doll and want to smash the signboard of our Hundred Herb Hall? ”

Mu Lingluo ignored it, and only hurriedly put his hand on the old man's wrist, this treatment and saving people is a race against time, where can others say more.

The old doctor over there was about to pull Mu Lingluo away, but was stopped by the young man, only to see that he was wearing an embroidered bamboo lake green Confucian shirt, like the Mid-Autumn Festival Ramadan, handsome and extraordinary, sideburns like a knife, eyebrows like ink paintings, the wind in the sleeves, gentle and elegant, very scholarly.

People have to praise a sentence of son-like bamboo, elegant and elegant!

He bowed politely and said, "Doctor Li, since you think that my father is hopeless, why not let this little doctor take a look?" Don't you really think that your Hundred Herb Hall is not capable enough? ”

Even if he is anxious and heartbroken now, this girl is kind enough to help, whether he succeeds or not, he is grateful, and he must not let people embarrass her easily.

"When, of course not. Zhuo Xiucai, just ...... "Doctor Li is not good at offending this talented man."

"Then there is no need to say more." Zhuo Xiucai intercepted his next words, and only lowered his head to look at Mu Lingluo's diagnosis.

Zhuo Jingran actually still has the real ability of this girl who suddenly appeared and can save his father from life and death.

Dr. Li wanted to say more, but was stopped by Dr. Xie, who was unhappy in his heart, but his face was still warm, after all, anyone who was suspected of eating skills would be unhappy.

"Uncle Li, let's take a look first!" Doctor Xie lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Lingluo, whose face was beautiful, his eyes flashed with amazement, and his eyes were gloomy.

He wanted to see what the girl was capable of.

Mu Lingluo checked the pulse and asked casually: "What the hell is going on, you tell me first!" ”

Grandma Zhuo's words are inappropriate now, but Zhuo Jingran opened her mouth to narrate: "This is my father, he has been having a headache and chest pain a few days ago, and occasionally he even feels uncomfortable swallowing rice, and my father has endured it and didn't tell us." It's just that two days ago, my father had frequent headaches, and the doctor couldn't see anything, so he only gave two patches of wind and cold medicine, so that he could temporarily rest in bed and not go out to do business. This morning, my dad suddenly fainted, and when my mother called me back, my dad woke up again, and they all thought it was still cold, but when eating, my dad suddenly had difficulty swallowing and suffocated directly. We carried my father in a hurry, but Dr. Xie said that my father was out of breath...... Please bother this doctor, can you see if my father can still be saved? ”

Zhuo Jingran is also remorseful now, originally the small family didn't think it was not a big illness, but he didn't care about it, and he made a big mistake, he already regretted it.

Mu Lingluo saw that Zhuo Jingran was not suspicious of her because she was young, and she thought a little higher about him in her heart, but she didn't expect these two old people to be so old, and the children were still so young, it was not good for her to call them grandparents again.

After hearing the reason, she frowned and said nothing, only carefully checking the pulse, but she didn't feel the pulse. It can be seen that this Zhuo Daddy's face is pale, his body is still warm, and he has never been cold and stiff, she gritted her teeth, suddenly thought about it, and ordered: "Please help me with the last white radish, porcelain bowl, and another pounding stick." ”

Now she can't care too much, no matter what, she always has to try, if she can save people, it will be considered a merit.

Zhuo Jingran's identity as a talent was there, and there were also people in An Yu who wanted to slap him twice, and immediately contributed the white fat radish he bought for cooking today.

Doctor Xie also asked the guy to go to the store to get the medicine stick and the porcelain bowl out, and handed them all over to Mu Lingluo.

He watched curiously as Mu Lingluo smashed the white radish quickly, pounded most of the bowl of radish juice, and then asked Zhuo Jingran to help Zhuo Lao Dad and pour a large bowl of radish juice hard. After finishing the pouring, she asked Daddy Zhuo to lie down again.

The people around looked at him in amazement, Zhuo Jingran and his mother, their eyes were not bad, and their breathing was even more cautious, for fear of distracting Mu Ling.

When he saw that Mu Lingluo was done, Zhuo Jingran couldn't help but ask, "This little doctor, is it okay now?" ”

Mu Lingluo didn't speak, only nodded quietly, his eyes locked on Father Zhuo, and his heart was anxious and heavy.