Before Li Lao was shocked that Mu Shuang'er actually had a five-grade pill to wash the marrow pill, and so casually gave this kind of pill directly to the man he just met, Mu Shuang'er's questioning voice came into his ears.

Li Lao was stunned for a moment, frowned and puzzled: "After the son has taken the Cleansing Pill, there is no big problem, and there is no need to do anything else." ”

As he spoke, he put his hand on the man's wrist again, and wondered in his heart: Could it be that he had just made a wrong diagnosis......?

Mu Shuang'er looked at Li Lao's reaction, a nameless fire rose in her heart, and she scolded secretly: "Quack!"

Looking at the appearance of the sick and beautiful man, his identity should be extraordinary, and his elders care about him so much, the doctor he asks for must be a famous doctor.

But such a famous doctor, who has done so poorly, Mu Shuang'er really doesn't dare to compliment the medical skills of this world.

Is it just that the treatment of the sick does not cure the person to death? How can any doctor be so relieved to watch the patient suffer and not be indifferent, but take it for granted?

Directly turned his head to look at the little guy just now, Aman, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you bring the silver needle?"

The little girl didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly handed the silver needle to Mu Shuang'er.

Mu Shuang'er stepped forward directly and said to Li Lao: "Give up the trouble." ”

The tone is quite unkind.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sink his face when he saw this, even if this little girl saved his son just now, she couldn't be so unreasonable to Li Lao, the holy hand, his son's illness could all rely on Li Lao's hanging.

was about to step forward, but was stopped by the little guy Aman.

The sharp gaze swept to the little maid Aman, the little maid's heart trembled, and he hurriedly leaned into the middle-aged man's ear and whispered: "Family master, this girl just said that she can completely cure her son's illness." ”

Although Xiao Wu's voice was not loud, the people present were all cultivated, and they all heard it clearly.

Li Lao and the middle-aged man suddenly looked at Mu Shuang'er in shock, and looked at Mu Shuang'er from top to bottom.

This little girl in front of her can really cure such a terminal disease as asthma?

"Auntie...... Girl, can you really cure a child's disease?" the middle-aged man's voice trembled, "That's a terminal asthma......"

In the end, the middle-aged man lost his voice a little, and his voice was mixed with a thick sense of powerlessness and despair.

Mu Shuang'er also felt a sadness when she saw the middle-aged man's reaction, and immediately nodded solemnly: "If nothing else, I can cure my son." ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Lao took the lead in making way for Mu Shuang'er.

The middle-aged man was so excited that he even stammered: "That...... The child is tired...... Girl!"

said that he bent down and gave Mu Shuang'er a big salute.

At this moment, they didn't think about whether Mu Shuang'er's words were true, or they didn't want to think about it, and they refused to think rationally from their hearts.

They have been desperate for too long, and finally they have some hope, and they really can't afford to lose it.

Moreover, Mu Shuang'er can easily take out such an elixir as the Cleansing Pill, how can she be an ordinary person? They really hope that Mu Shuang'er is really extraordinary, and can save the sick and beautiful man from the torture of illness.

Seeing that the sick beauty was still panting, Mu Shuang'er didn't say any more nonsense, and directly stepped forward and squatted next to the sick beauty and opened the silver needle.

Looking at the flashes of silver on the silver needle, Mu Shuang'er said secretly: This needle is extraordinary!