"It's fine." Zilu replied, after sterilizing the silver needle, wiped it off and put it back in the needle bag, and then put it away and put it in his sleeve, he looked down at Song Chumo, then at Ning Jiao, thought about it, and said: "It's okay this time, but whether it will be okay next time, I'm not sure." ”

"The prince's leg has been poisoned before, for many years, the poison has long been soaked into the bone marrow, I just helped the prince force the toxin out, and there is still a residue, I said last time, before the leg is healed, no strenuous exercise, such as running, jumping, and fast walking are not good."

Ning Jiao nodded thoughtfully, the discomfort of Song Chumo's legs must have been caused by his sudden appearance by the pool outside just now, the wheelchair was at the door of the Shulan Pavilion, and as soon as he arrived at the Shulan Pavilion, he rushed in directly.

Thinking that he was like this because of himself, Ning Jiao felt a little guilty in her heart.

Zilu nodded at her, and said, "Although I'm not sure if there will be anything next time, if there is a next time, according to my reasoning, ninety percent of these legs will be wasted." ”

"Scrapped?" Ning Jiao was dumbfounded, "Really, really wasted?" ”

"Yes." Zilu bowed his head slightly, and then turned to Song Chumo and said: "Don't care about the little wild cat in the future, it's just a small pet, and if it dies, it will die, and it's a big deal to let people buy a live one and raise it again." If you really waste your legs for a cat, it's really not worth it. ”

The pet cat Ning Jiao in his mouth: "......"

She grabbed the back of her hand, and saw that Zilu was still persuading Song Chumo so seriously, she couldn't help coughing, interrupted him, and said, "It's unlucky to say anything about dying at night." ”

Zilu turned his head to look outside and corrected: "It's not dark yet." ”

Ning Jiao: "It will be dark in another hour, and it will be late in the evening, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is night at this time." ”

Azusa Lu had nothing to say.

"Besides, the divine doctor is also a healer, although the cat is not a human, it is also a living life, how can the divine doctor say the death of life so easily." Ning Jiao's tone was full of complaints.

Song Chumo said that he was like this because he saved the little wild cat, but who the little wild cat was, both of them knew it.

However, Zilu didn't know, he nodded, "Mrs. Ning is right, but if the prince's leg is really scrapped to save an irrelevant cat, wouldn't it be a pity?" ”

"Mo Wangkong has a good kung fu, but because these legs can't be used, he is about to be cured, as long as he recuperates with peace of mind, he can be healed in half a year."

Zilu's voice became ethereal and nostalgic with the words, "Back then, King Mo went out with the King of War, it was a heroic ......."

Zilu was about to blow a wave of Song Chumo's rainbow fart in front of Ning Jiao in a tirade, when he suddenly heard a heavy cough.

He raised his eyes to look at Song Chumo, the man looked at him expressionlessly, and the drive in his eyes was almost not written on his face.

"It's not too early, so the doctor will come back first." Song Chumo said in a faint voice, stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture to him, and the eviction order was not too obvious.

Zilu looked at him, and then at Ning Jiao, he didn't know what was in his mind, and he smiled: "Okay, King Mo and Mrs. Ning are busy adding Ding to the palace, I will withdraw without disturbing your interest." ”

He bowed to Song Chumo and Ning Jiao in a vain manner, then turned around and walked out.

Ning Jiao hurriedly followed, "Divine Doctor Zilu, you wait!" ”