Wang Chong said as he looked at Mu Beiwan with his wet eyes. That appearance was like a puppy, which made Mu Beiwan can't help but soften his heart.

stepped forward, she was about to take off Wang Chong's clothes instead of Wang Batian, when Doctor Yang stood up and said to Wang Chong in front of Mu Beiwan: "Xiao Chong, will Grandpa help you take it off?" “

"Don't, I want my sister to take it off!" Wang Chong shook his head, then stretched his neck to look at Mu Beiwan, looking pitiful.

"Why don't you let me come?" Mu Beiwan hesitated for a moment and spoke. Listening to Mu Beiwan's words, Doctor Yang suddenly turned his head, looked at her with a serious face, and said, "Wanwan, although you are a doctor, you are also a girl. If you can't do such a thing, don't do it, otherwise it will be harmful to your reputation. ”

Looking at Doctor Yang, who was thinking about himself, Mu Beiwan did not insist, but looked at Wang Chong and said, "Chong'er, you don't listen to your sister?" ”

"Sister, me?" Wang Chong saw Mu Beiwan's serious face, and he was immediately scared, and he didn't dare to be coquettish.

"Good, let Dad or Grandpa Yang undress you, okay?" Mu Beiwan said softly. Wang Chong hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Seeing that he agreed, Wang Batian quickly stepped forward to help him take off his shirt. Don't look at Wang Chong as a fool, but his figure is still quite good.

Mu Beiwan glanced at his body lightly, then withdrew his gaze, and then said to him: "Chong'er, lie down and sister will check your body." ”

Wang Chong didn't think much about it, and just lay down. Mu Beiwan watched, took out the golden needle, stepped forward and quickly pierced Wang Chong's hemp sleeping hole.

With a pain in his body, Wang Chong thought about it, wanted to say something but didn't wait for him to speak, closed his eyes and woke up heavily.

Seeing that Wang Chong was already asleep, Mu Beiwan took out other golden needles and pierced Wang Chong's body one by one. Soon, Wang Chong's body was pierced with seventy-seven forty-nine stitches. Wang Batian looked a little worried, and asked, "Little Divine Doctor, won't this be a problem?" ”

"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Mu Beiwan laughed, and then looked at the time when it was almost up, and then gently flicked the golden needle.

With his movements, Wang Chong, who was originally asleep, became uneasy, and a look of pain gradually appeared on his face.

Seeing him like this, Wang Batian became worried again and said, "Little Divine Doctor, what's wrong with Chong'er?" Does he look in pain? ”

"This is the antidote just now, don't worry about it for a while." Mu Beiwan comforted Wang Batian while observing the expression on Wang Chong's face.

As she finished speaking, the painful look on Wang Chong's face gradually dissipated, and then he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Wang Batian is not a person who doesn't understand anything, and when he saw the black blood that Wang Chong spit out, he completely believed what she said before. Sure enough, the son was poisoned, and it was not light.

At this time, Wang Chong did not stop, still spitting black blood. He vomited five or six times in a row before stopping, and then fell asleep again.

After vomiting blood, the painful look on his face dissipated. Seeing that his son's face was no longer painful, Wang Batian was relieved.

Mu Beiwan watched Wang Chong fall asleep again, reached out to check his pulse, and made sure that all the toxins in his body had been discharged, and then he was relieved.

"He's fine." Mu Beiwan withdrew his hand, and after saying a word to Wang Batian, he began to collect the needle.