Chapter 8: Heal the scar and forget the pain

The miracle doctor was not sealed by herself, and Mo Yirou didn't care about whether she was a miracle doctor or not.

If it weren't for Yuan Hongzhi's repeated provocations to her, she wouldn't have blocked him with words!

"Who the hell are you?" After Yuan Hongzhi was stunned for a short time, he looked at Mo Yirou with a shocked expression.

The things that have been in the dust for fifteen years were actually told by her in a word.

If she saw that he was missing a kidney before, then how could she see what happened fifteen years ago?

This is not a miracle cure!

"Ordinary people!" Mo Yirou replied, but did not look at Yuan Hongzhi.

She wanted to know something, so hard!

Even if she didn't get her qi into her body, it would only take her time to know everything about him.

After inducing qi into the body, she conquered the heavens and the earth, and she could see it at a glance just like him.

What's more, the hope in the middle of the look, the complexion, and the source are clear at a glance.

Hearing Mo Yirou's words, the corners of Jin Sichen's mouth twitched unconsciously, and her hand lit up the mountain gate, which was enough to deter people.

If she is an ordinary person, then what are the other ordinary people?

"Little girl, your body has completely recovered!" Ling Bingkun staggered the topic and no longer explored who she was.

Even if he itched to know who she was, he held back, because now was not the time.

After Ling Bingkun saw Mo Yirou, he knew that she had completely recovered, even if she didn't probe her pulse, she knew that she had recovered well just by looking at her spirit.

In a month's time, he was able to recover completely, and sure enough, the heir of Tianxuan Nine Needles is worthy of his name!

"Thank you!" Before, she was not very sure, but now, hearing Ling Bingkun's words, Mo Yirou was very sure that the wound on her body was treated by him at the beginning.

The medicinal fragrance of that body, you don't need to guess to know, the person in front of you is a master of Chinese medicine!

"You don't need to be so polite, if you really want to thank you, then when you use the Tianxuan Nine Needles, let me be present and watch!" When Ling Bingkun said this, his face was full of embarrassment.

He really didn't hold back, and said the words, he also knew that these words were too much, but the temptation of the Tianxuan Nine Needles was too great.

"What? Tianxuan Nine Needles, just her? Yuan Hongzhi snatched the words before Mo Yirou could speak.

As soon as these words came out, the whole scene fell silent again.

Yuan Hongzhi is a typical person, the scar is good and forgets the pain, just the hand of Mo Yirou Liang before, he knew that she was extraordinary, but he turned around and forgot it, and once again doubted Mo Yirou's level.

It's just that this time, no one paid attention to it, and seeing the real chapter under his hands is the most important thing, so why bother to have a war of words with him.

"Good!" Mo Yirou nodded, if he wanted to learn the Tianxuan Nine Needles, there would be no problem, but Mo Yirou would not say this.

In an instant, Ling Lao was overjoyed, and after sensing the birth of the Tianxuan Nine Needles, he thought to himself, now, the hope had finally been realized, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Come, little girl, let me tell you about the patient!" Ling Lao was kind to Mo Yirou, and even put aside Jin Sichen and was ready to personally tell Mo Yirou about the physical condition of the medical person.

"I'm Mo Yirou, you can call me Xiao Mo!" Listening to Ling Lao calling himself a little girl, Mo Yirou felt wrong.

In terms of age, she is their ancestor!

Mo Yirou, when this name came out of Mo Yirou's mouth, Jin Sichen's body shook slightly......