Listening to Zhang Weizhao's tone, she should have a way to cure Zhou Rong's symptoms.

Dong Zhenzhen further probed: "If you are a person, you would have been fine, but suddenly your temperament has changed greatly, and it is not at all like what it used to be." Could this person be possessed by a demon? ”

Zhang Weizhao pondered for a moment and said, "There are many reasons that may lead to such a result. If you have not seen a serious dialectic, it is difficult to make judgments. ”

She had actually noticed that Dong Zhenzhen was constantly testing her. I want to ask her for help, but it's hard to trust her completely.

This situation was often encountered by Zhang Weizhao in his previous life. Obviously, the symptoms were very serious, so I had to seek help from a psychiatrist, but I had to say that I was fine. If you dare to say that he has a problem, he will be anxious with you.

Zhang Weizhao didn't want to urge her or imply that she make a decision. Because she knows that in a big family like this, the relationship is very complicated, and if the other party does not ask for help through formal channels with a clear purpose, she should not rush to intervene.

Dong Zhenzhen heard Zhang Weizhao say this, and he was very hesitant in his heart. She knew that what Zhang Weizhao said was reasonable, if you want a doctor to treat a disease, you must first see the patient and understand the source of the disease. It's just that her in-laws and Zhou Rong are very evasive about what happened. If he rashly proposed to let the doctor treat Zhou Rong's heart disease, he would definitely be angry with his in-laws and Zhou Rong. This matter has to be considered in the long run.

asked Yahuan to come over with the consultation money and prepare to send Zhang Weizhao out.

Who knew that when Zhang Weizhao was bowing his head to pack up the medicine box, suddenly a girl hurriedly ran in from outside the door.

The girl saw that Dong Zhenzhen had a little Taoist priest with a medicine box here, and she was stunned. But he didn't care so much, he was blessed, invited Dong Zhenzhen aside, and whispered something in her ear.

After Dong Zhenzhen listened, his eyes widened and froze.

Zhang Weizhao only saw nothing, took the medicine box, and saluted with one hand: "Farewell!" ”

Who knew that Dong Zhenzhen came back to his senses, and took a few steps over and grabbed Zhang Weizhao's wrist: "Let's go slowly!" Follow me! ”

said that he was going to pull Zhang Weizhao out together.

Zhang Weizhao stood still: "Tell me something first?" ”

Dong Zhenzhen turned his head to look at Zhang Weizhao, and saw that the other party's eyes were clear, and he didn't look compromising at all, so he couldn't help but restrain his usual attitude towards his subordinates.

"I was reckless! But something is urgent! My little brother-in-law, just now, when he was practicing martial arts, accidentally injured his leg and shed a lot of blood ......, and asked the little doctor to help! ”

Her eyes flickered as she spoke, and Zhang Weizhao knew that she was lying. It's true that someone is injured and needs first aid, but the reason for the injury is not necessarily because of martial arts. However, it is important to save people, so he grabbed the medicine box and followed her out.

The subordinate next to him quickly took over the medicine box. Dong Zhenzhen took Zhang Weizhao and almost trotted all the way to a courtyard not far from Dong Zhenzhen's residence.

There was a mother standing at the gate of the courtyard, and when she saw Dong Zhenzhen coming from a distance, she hurriedly welcomed her in. Dong Zhenzhen took Zhang Weizhao in, but left all the maids around him outside the door.

Enter the courtyard and go straight to the west side. The west room is a spacious study.

There was a soft collapse against the wall in the study, and a teenager was half-leaning on it, holding a mass in his hand and pressing it tightly on his thigh. Standing next to him was a middle-aged man with a pale face, and a middle-aged woman who was choked and unsteady standing against the bookcase.

There was not a single person in the room.

Dong Zhenzhen stepped forward and hugged the middle-aged woman in a few steps, and said, "Madam, the doctor has arrived." Hurry up and let her show Brother Rong how the injury is first. I'm afraid it's too late to ask for a doctor now, but it just so happened that this little doctor Zhang came to check my pulse today, so I brought her over. This little doctor is a disciple of Daoist Zhang Rongkun, and he is very safe and reliable. ”

The crying woman is Dong Zhenzhen's mother-in-law, Ren. She was speechless for a moment, only nodded slightly.

The middle-aged man with a blue face is Dong Zhenzhen's father-in-law Zhou Can. At this time, he snorted coldly and said, "What are you busy with?" If you want to suffer, you will suffer, and make this picture for whomever to see! I won't be able to die for a while! ”

As he said this, his hands clasped tightly on the back of his chair, clearly concerned.

The young man on the collapse was Zhou Rong, hearing this, his teeth clenched tightly and he didn't say a word.

Zhang Weizhao didn't say much, and saluted Chen Can and his wife. Holding the medicine box, he approached the front of the collapse, but Zhou Rong on the collapse suddenly dodged backwards, looking like no one was allowed to enter.

Zhang Weizhao knew that he had intervened in the family's privacy, and avoiding the issue was not conducive to the development of the situation. So he said to the three people around him: "I want to deal with the wound, please avoid it." ”

Dong Zhenzhen knew that the injury was on the thigh, and it was inconvenient for the female dependents to be present, so he had to help Ren out. Ren was reluctant to leave, but when he saw her husband's fierce eyes, she had to go out with Dong Zhenzhen.

Zhou Can also snorted coldly and threw out his sleeves.

Zhang Weizhao said to Zhou Rong at this time: "Whether to cure the walk as usual, or not to treat the wound and let the wound rot as a lame, you choose." ”

"You fart!" Zhou Rong saw that his father and mother were gone, and he was no longer afraid, and his tone of voice was very vicious.

Zhang Weizhao closed the lid of the medicine box, stood up and left.

Zhou Rong couldn't imagine that Zhang Weizhao was such a character, so he was stunned for a moment, and saw that Zhang Weizhao had already walked to the door, so he was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey! You're back! ”

Zhang Weizhao stopped and turned around slowly.

"Come and heal me!" Zhou Rong hated and said.

Zhang Weizhao came over, opened the medicine box, quickly took out the mask sewn by the white cotton cloth and put it on, and then took out the scissors.

Zhou Rong slowly let go of the ball of cloth he had pressed against the wound. Fortunately, no important blood vessels were touched, and the bleeding from the wound was not very large.

Zhang Weizhao used scissors to cut open Zhou Rong's trouser tube. Zhou Rong saw that although Zhang Weizhao's hand holding the scissors was neat and powerful, it was white and slender, and the shape of the fingers was very delicate, he couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart, and asked, "Are you a man or a woman?" ”

Zhang Weizhao was wearing a Taoist uniform, and it was also a Taoist etiquette when he came in, and with a strong aura, Zhou Rong couldn't tell her gender for a while. But he hated contact with women, so he wanted to find out.

Zhang Weizhao's subordinates were busy, and they didn't look at him, but only said briefly: "It's your business!" "The butt bite is very heavy.

"You! Ah......" Zhou Rong still wanted to ask, but Zhang Weizhao poured a bottle of normal saline in the medicine box that he had prepared for emergency use on his wound to clean up the blood, and the young man screamed in pain: "I'm going to kill you!" ”

"You don't dare." Zhang Weizhao's voice was cold, "You only dare to stick a knife in yourself." ”

"You! You ......" Zhou Rong was greatly embarrassed, his face first turned red, and then turned blue and black. But Zhang Weizhao was right, he was not injured when he was practicing martial arts, but he took a dagger and stabbed him in the thigh. He asked gloomily, "How do you know?" ”

"The wound that entered diagonally from this place could only have been stabbed by myself with a knife." Zhang Weizhao replied.

Zhou Rong saw that she had such a vision and was sure that she had some real skills.

"I'm glad you're weak. If you have a little more strength, the immortal who pierces the arteries and blood vessels will not be able to save you. Zhang Weizhao said sarcastically.

Zhou Rong's face was cloudy, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't sneer at him.

The wound was nearly an inch wide and two inches deep. Such a deep wound requires sutures to heal relatively well, and it is not easy to leave sequelae.

"Your wound needs stitches." Zhang Weizhao said briefly.

"What stitches?! Do you think you're sewing clothes? Zhou Rong was furious.

"You can also not sew. In the future, it will be nothing more than poor muscle healing and no strength in the thighs. ”

Zhou Rong had no way to take Zhang Weizhao, and said angrily: "You sew!" Secretly gritting his teeth, preparing for the impending pain of pinprick pain.

Zhang Weizhao went to the medicine box to look for it, but did not bring a needle and thread, but took out a pair of gloves that seemed to be made of fine mulberry paper and put them on his hands. Then he took out a stack of white silk and a porcelain bottle, and poured some brown juice from the porcelain bottle on the white silk, and put the white silk on his legs.

This medicinal juice is an anesthetic refined from Sichuan Wu, Caowu, Nanxing, Banxia, and Sichuan Pepper. Normal saline, gloves and anesthetics were all used for first aid after giving birth to Chu Shaomei last time, Zhang Weizhao summed up his experience and prepared for first aid with his master.

"Don't move! Let the liquid penetrate into your wound, and the stitches will not be so painful later. Zhang Weizhao said in a steady voice while operating neatly.

Zhou Rong obediently did so.

Then Zhang Weizhao took out a curved needle and a roll of fine silk thread.

Seeing that the needle was about to pass through his skin, Zhou Rong held his breath. As a result, the expected severe pain did not come. The pain is still painful, but it is far from unbearable.

Zhang Weizhao lowered his head intently and stitched.

Although it wasn't that painful, the peculiar feeling of the needle penetrating his flesh still gave Zhou Rong a great impact.

Zhou Rong stared closely at the slender hands with the needles and threads, and wondered how the owners of these hands could use needles to penetrate other people's flesh and skin so calmly.

"How did you learn to sew flesh with a needle?" He couldn't help but ask.

"It's very simple, if you sew too much, you will be fine."

"Who's going to ask you to sew this every day?"

"Of course, it won't be on living people at first."

Zhou Rong's hairs exploded.

But the more creepy he felt, the more he couldn't help but explore Zhang Weizhao. He can now be sure that Zhang Weizhao is a woman. But unlike other women, Zhang Weizhao didn't make him feel disgusting or obscene, and he didn't make him feel unbearable. On the contrary, she seems to have a powerful penetrating power, making it impossible to ignore her presence, not to pay attention to the opinions she expresses.

Zhou Rong's gaze left Zhang Weizhao's gloved hand and began to look at the woman from top to bottom. From his point of view, he could just see the thin sweat oozing from Zhang Weizhao's forehead from the side. Looking at the white forehead, there are soft ears, a jaw covered by white cloth, and a neck with elegant lines. The collar of the robe is staggered under the neck, revealing the collar of the white mid-coat.