"Okay, I'll help Xiao Jiu take a look." Feng Feiyang concentrated and carefully checked the pulse, the pulse beat rhythmically, not empty or floating, it is exactly the normal and healthy pulse that a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy should have.

"Hmmm! It's been well conditioned these days, I'll look at your eyes again. Feng Feiyang wanted to find medical gloves, only to find that the medicine box was still relaxed in their ward! Not only the medicine box, but even the incense burner who had been running errands with him for the past two days was left to take care of Songsheng and a few people.

"Oh! Xiao Jiu, I forgot to take the medicine box, you wait for me for a while. Feng Feiyang planned to go get the medicine box.

"Miss, miss, medicine box." The aroma of the furnace came panting, and he hurriedly put the medicine box on the table beside Feng Feiyang.

Xiao Jiu frowned secretly, how could these maids become more and more unruly after waiting for the guards to follow Ah Yang, are they bullying Ah Yang's young age! No, Brother Qi has to talk about it when he comes back, knock and knock this as a slave guard.

Lu Xiang didn't know that these casual behaviors were slapped by Xiao Jiu, otherwise she wouldn't dare to kill her! Miss doesn't like these cumbersome etiquette!

They are even more wronged than Dou E!

Feng Feiyang quickly helped Xiao Jiu remove the gauze, and said softly: "Today, the last time I changed the dressing, and Xiao Jiu will be able to see the light when the gauze is removed the day after tomorrow." ”

"Thank you, Jan." Xiao Jiu's voice trembled, and his mood was agitated. He lost his sight at the age of seven and has been blind for more than five years, and he has never dared to hope that one day he will regain his sight. I don't know when, Ayan took root in his young heart, and he wanted to hold it firmly and hold it in the palm of his hand.

"Congratulations to the Ninth Master, your eyes will regain their light!" The incense was full of laughter, and the words were full of joy.

"Xiao Jiu should keep his mood happy, strengthen exercise, and his body should be adjusted according to the recipe, so that he can get fast." Feng Feiyang, in line with the quality of a doctor, tried his best to tell Xiao Jiu comprehensively.

"Well, I made a note of it." Xiao Jiu was excited in his heart and had the urge to cry, his dark life was finally coming to an end, how could this not be exciting.

Xiao Jiu's handsome face flushed slightly, how many years have passed, the flowers and birds in his memory are about to become a reality, how can he not be overjoyed.

"Phew! Why don't you see the Seventh Master and Duanmu? Feng Feiyang only realized at this moment that the Seventh Master with a powerful aura and the nagging Duanmu were not in the courtyard, no wonder they were so quiet!

"Oh! I forgot to tell Ah Yang that there was an urgent matter in the Seventh Brother's Mansion, and Dr. Duanmu and the Seventh Brother went back to deal with it together, so I guess I'll be back soon! Xiao Jiu 'looked at' Feng Feiyang and said in a low voice, there seemed to be endless worry in his words.

The seventh brother has been back home for a day and a night, could it be that the one in the palace has something to do?

was really guessed correctly by Xiao Jiu, and King Kang's Mansion at this time was cold and gloomy. Duanmu Yunxian, the eldest lady of the Divine Doctor Mountain Villa, who entered King Kang's room for the second time, was so cold that her lips and teeth trembled, and she wrapped her not too thick cloak and approached the bed.

It's getting colder and colder, and I can't help but be anxious, why is the prince's room getting colder and colder, what about his body?

The housekeeper Uncle Mu's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "Eldest Miss, please, the master is like this for a few days after the full moon, please ask the eldest lady to think of a way." The old man's voice was almost choked, and it was even more desolate in the cold room.

Under the foot-high thick quilt, half of the handsome face was exposed, and the satin-like black hair was scattered on the dark purple pillow, as if through a layer of thin ice, it looked hazy and dreamy.

The housekeeper walked to the bed and called in a low voice: "Master, master, the queen mother invited the eldest lady of the Divine Doctor Villa to diagnose the master's pulse." Duanmu Yunxian stood beside the butler expressionlessly, but his heart was full of thoughts.

The fourteen-year-old King Kang rode a pure white war horse to the battlefield in silver armor, and he didn't know how many girls in Shangdu had captured the hearts of the girls.

Of course, it also included Duanmu Yunxian, the eldest lady of the Divine Doctor Mountain Villa, who was only ten years old at the time, but her love was deep-rooted at a glance.

In order to have the treasure book of the ancestral doctor's case, she tried her best to steal the shameless poison art of the rivers and lakes, just so that one day she could be his princess with King Kang.

Medical poison is a family, just look at who operates it.

30 years ago, the Ever-changing Flying Flower Poison Lady was beautiful and ruthless, doing whatever she wanted, and willfully trampling on poison and killing people. aroused the public anger of Wulin, was chased and killed by righteous people to Yunling Cliff, and was later rescued by Duanmu Yunxian and his grandfather, changed his name and hid in Yunling Villa, which was 30 years in a flash.

Uncle Mu, the housekeeper, looked at the eldest lady of the Divine Doctor Mountain Villa with a changed complexion, and his heart was indescribably disgusted.

If you didn't know what happened to Duanmu Gongzi's brothers and sisters, I'm afraid that I would be deceived by the weak color of the eldest lady today.

"Miss, please!" The housekeeper gently pulled one of King Kang's arms out of the quilt, and took out a handkerchief from his arms to cushion the pulse of his wrist, he didn't want his master's hand to be touched by this woman.

Duanmu Yunxian gritted his teeth, walked to the bed with low eyebrows, and half-knelt to check King Kang's pulse. Yesterday she returned with a feather, and if it weren't for the queen's decree today, she would have had the opportunity to enter King Kang's bedroom.

Duanmu Yunxian's slender jade fingers touched his wrist, and in an instant, it seemed to be cold to the bone, and his pulse was weak and intermittent.

Duanmu Yunxian suddenly lost her face, this is a dying vein! She didn't want to believe it......

At this time, Duanmu Yunxian was like five thunderbolts on the top, and there were mixed tastes in his heart, and it was better to fall from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.

The nightmare Miss Duanmu somehow walked out of the prince and stumbled into the palace with her personal maid.

In King Kang's bedroom, I saw the person on the bed jump up, "Uncle Mu, collect the ice." At this time, the two of them bent out of the closet and walked out, Duanmu Jingxuan, the second son in a light blue robe, and a handsome man in black who looked exactly like King Kang.

"Master!" The black man clasped his fists and saluted, his voice loud and full of energy.

"Excuse me!" King Kang waved his hand, lifted his robe and sat domineeringly on the carved chair.

"What does Dr. Duanmu think about this?" As he spoke, he opened the drawer and took out a silver thermos cup, his thumb lightly swiped the landscape painting, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a soft color.

What is his girl doing at this time?

It's only been twelve and ten hours since I saw him, and he misses the girl a little! King Kang's eyes were long, and the corners of his lips smiled, and it was time to fight back.

He wants to remove all obstacles and give the girl a clean living environment!

Since the incident, there has been no light in the master's eyes! Could it be that the master fell in love with the third lady of the Feng family?

Oh too! The poison on the master's body, the eye disease of the Nine Princes, and the pasta fried chicken that has recently become popular throughout Shangdu.

The third lady has both skills and money, who wouldn't like such a woman? The more Uncle Mu thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't wait to renovate the house in the courtyard immediately, so that he could use it for his master.

As for the identity of the god horse, what does the master of his family care?

"Views? No, it's just that there is a portrait of you when you went on the expedition in someone's room. Duanmu Jingxuan said that, the wise King Kang would not understand what the relationship between that person and the prince's party was sent by the queen.

Duanmu Jingxuan flicked the non-existent dust, and his mind flew back to Tao Ran Yayuan. The royal battle is not something that he can mix with a doctor, and it is better to hug Ah Yang's thigh and learn medical skills.

The room was quiet, and the housekeeper and Duanmu Jingxuan withdrew from the house. The stand-in Mu Ziqiang turned around and entered the secret room, the master went back to the house, he couldn't appear in the house for the time being, only stayed in the secret room to meditate and practice.

King Kang sat at the desk in front of the pen and write, his handsome face appeared and disappeared in the candlelight, when he turned to the information sent by the Fengying Building, King Kang suppressed his anger, what a vicious woman, actually colluded with the people of the rivers and lakes to kill people and seize money. It seems that this matter must be handed over to the girl herself.

King Kang put the information in his arms, and was anxious to deal with other affairs, striving to finish it in two hours, and go back to see the girl.

Duanmu Jingxuan quickly went to Luoxiaju, where his sister was, to see Duanmu Yan's scissors.

The moonlight like water shrouded this quiet courtyard, and the incense of the furnace in the Qingyun Yayuan sat in the center of the exquisite rattan rocking chair.

I am the same age as Miss Mao, and Miss Mao's skills are always so surprising, and her medical skills and poison skills are not bad at making money! Is it that the young lady is too strong or that she is too weak, or is it a matter of IQ?

It's really more than goods have to be thrown, and people have to die more than people!

Feng Feiyang in the bedroom didn't know how the maid outside the house was entangled, and concentrated on debugging the super intelligent robotic arm.

Before the thirteen wounds healed, Feng Feiyang thumped his sore waist and got up to check the crop planting manual that was being printed.

There is a specialization in the art industry, how can she understand the planting industry! I can't help but think of the doll-like farmer Sima Tianxian again.

Alas! Fortunately, there is a careful grandfather who saves the planting knowledge, and she only needs to convert the simplified Chinese characters into the traditional Chinese of this era and print it out!

When it comes to the font of this era, Feng Feiyang is very puzzled, how can it be exactly the same as the font of the Tang Dynasty? Could it be that this otherworldly creator is a time-traveler of the Tang Dynasty, otherwise, the architecture, living etiquette and clothing here are so similar to those of the Tang Dynasty?

I have to say that Feng Feiyang guessed correctly, until by chance in the library of the palace, I really saw such a classic book that recorded the history of this country.

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night, the crown prince Le Zhengzi Ze learned the news that his seventh brother King Kang was about to turn into ice, and went to the courtyard of the crown princess Xu Jingya for the first time. With an unnoticed smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked flutteringly, and he felt like he was about to fly.

Why is the prince in a good mood today! What is pleasing to the eye, no matter what, you have to take care of the child in her womb, right?

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some people are sad, and in a delicate courtyard in the east of the city, the eldest lady of the Divine Doctor Villa is angry, hysterical, and dismantled, like a madman.

The person he fancied was in danger but there was nothing he could do, the contract with Mrs. Hang could not be completed, and almost all the people sent were wiped out, only the master and senior Xia came back.

The only consolation is that Master Zhengda Guangming deceived Mrs. Yan here as a member of her mother's family, and she went to see if this woman's stomach had anything to do with Miss Fengsan in Hangfu's mouth.