The drunkard raised his eyebrows and patted his thighs with both hands:

"Check? It's okay, it's just that I haven't had any money for alcohol recently, Jun Sanshao, can you see if you call my card or pay cash for this call fee? ”

As he spoke, he winked at Jun Moyan, and stretched out a hand to make a gesture asking for money, which was simply a small money fan.

To say that this drunkard has amazing medical skills, he should have been sought after by all the big families, and he should be the object of his guests.

After all, there is no shortage of money in the big family, and they are afraid of disease, so a person with capital like him will definitely not be a master who is short of money.

But don't doubt that this drunkard is really a poor man.

His good medical skills really ruined him.

Only occasionally can it be used in Wuyuan, and sometimes the guy he eats, the medicine box, is directly thrown into Wuyuan, and he will not take it away for ten days and half a month.

And except for Jun Moyan, no one can invite him.

Every time he saw that he was unproductive and asked Jun Moyan for money, Tsing Yi couldn't help but say: Big brother, you can just treat a rich person for an incurable disease, which is enough for you to spend years drinking, why don't you want to struggle? When you are young, why do you like to get drunk and die in the wine pile all day long.

However, the drunkard smiled every time and said drunkly: You don't understand, wine, it's a good thing. Money, no interest, it is enough to wake up every day and drink a few gourd wine.

Money? Too lazy to earn.

Tsing Yi can only say: The four words of benevolence of the doctor, you have not experienced it at all.

I don't know if there is no ATM for Sanshao, will the drunkard go to the doctor for the sake of drinking money......

Jun Moyan looked at the drunkard asking for money, and had a headache: "Sooner or later, alcohol poisoning, dead in the wine tank." ”

The drunkard smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he would not die if he drank.

Then he didn't talk nonsense, and reached out to hug Wen Xiaoai on a few cases, ready to check it.

Wen Xiaoai moved her little body back in disgust, unwilling to let the drunkard touch her.

"Yo, don't you want to touch it?"

This time Wen Xiaoai was prepared, and the moment the drunkard spoke, she covered her little nose with her front paws.

Another small paw waved in front of him, as if to dispel the disgusting air.

"Hey, this cat is good."

The drunkard grinned, and thought it was quite interesting for Wen Xiaoai's anthropomorphic behavior.

He put his hand close to it again, but as soon as he got closer, Wen Xiaoai's air-waving little paw directly slapped his hand away.

He also glared at him fiercely and warned him not to touch it.

Then he looked at Jun Moyan, his eyes were a little aggrieved.

It seems to say: I'm fine, can I not have a checkup?

Even if it is an examination, can you change to a reliable doctor?

"Don't move, be obedient, let him check."

Jun Mo Yan's expression was as indifferent as ever, and even the tone of his speech sounded the same as usual, with his usual commanding tone.

But what does this say...... But it makes this tone completely change, how to say it?

Well...... It sounds like you're coaxing a child......

Wen Xiaoai was a little deflated, she didn't dare to lose her temper with this human called Sanshao.

Although this human being is very good-looking, his aura is too heavy and his aura is too strong, which makes her a little afraid.

It felt like if he upset him, he would twist it down.

Of course, it's just limited to now, and when her mana recovers, she doesn't care who he is or how terrifying it is.

It's just for now...... Lives matter.

Seeing that the cat was honest, the drunkard couldn't help but want to tease it, so he reached out and flicked its head:

"Listen to him like that?"