Just because there are no men and women in the doctor's eyes doesn't mean he doesn't have them.

Pacing forward, Mo Jinli pushed Nan Shengmiao away and took Song Quanliang's arm.

"I'll come, you stand aside."

"Oh."

Although Song Quanliang was an old man in the Mo House, he didn't dare to let Mo Jinli personally help him.

"Young master, no need, I can do it myself."

"What can you do?" Nan Shengmiao ruthlessly dismantled him.

"The bones are fine, but the fall is not light, otherwise why didn't you get up by yourself just now?"

"It's a lot old, you have to know your age, don't come out at night if you don't have anything to do."

"We met this time, what if there is a next time? What should I do if I break my leg? ”

Mo Jinli: "......"

Song Quanliang: "......"

I want to scold back, but why do I want to cry?

It's been more than ten years, and she's thankful that she doesn't care about him!

He is really old and confused, and he even thinks that the little white-eyed wolf is good to him.

"Alright, let's go back and rest."

Seeing that Song Quanliang was stunned, Nan Shengmiao hurriedly waved his hand and asked Mo Jinli to help him up.

The trio returned to the main villa.

Mo Jinli found someone to send Song Quanliang back, and Nan Shengmiao went back to his bedroom.

She pulled out a piece of paper and a pen in the bedroom, sat down at the table and began to write.

In less than three minutes, a prescription appeared on the paper.

Then, she quickly ran to Song Quanliang's bedroom and threw the paper to him: "If you can trust me, you can take this prescription and try to eat it." ”

Although Nan Shengmiao is only a freshman now, she graduated from the previous life.

She was isolated by the people at school, and she liked to study prescriptions and acupuncture when she was fine, and she gained a lot.

However, before she could apply it, she was angry to death.

Therefore, Nan Shengmiao didn't dare to pat her chest to guarantee that it would be useful.

Moreover, Song Quanliang's leg was a problem that fell when he was young, not a year or two.

It has accumulated over the years, but it is a stubborn disease.

Nan Shengmiao took the initiative to help him, he was stunned enough, and now that she gave him another prescription, Song Quanliang was even more confused.

But he reacted quickly.

"Miss, thank you, but don't bother, I know what my legs look like."

The corners of Song Quanliang's lips drew a bitter arc, and he no longer had any hope in his heart.

If he could be cured, how could he have endured so many years of suffering?

If it could be cured, even if there was a glimmer of hope, he would have cured it at all costs.

The point is that it can't be cured.

He found a lot of experts and professors, tried both Chinese medicine and Western medicine, but it didn't work at all.

Slowly, after a long time, Song Quanliang gave up.

What could he do despite the excruciating pain?

"The legs are your own, believe it or not." Nan Shengmiao threw down the prescription and turned around and left.

No mud and water in the slightest.

If even he gave up on himself, it is estimated that only the king of heaven can save him.

She is a man, not a god.

Looking at the girl's cold back, Song Quanliang was in a trance.

It seems that something has really changed.

……

The next day, Nan Shengmiao went to class as usual.

Mo Jinli sent her as usual.

Although there was still not much communication, the atmosphere between the two had changed.

Nan Shengmiao obviously felt that Mo Jinli was not so cold.

But what she didn't know was that after settling down Song Quanliang last night, Mo Jinli immediately looked for Mo Xiao.

Let him find a reliable psychiatrist by the end of next week anyway.

Mo Xiao was forced out again like this.