Now it's time for Jie'er to take care of her current identity!

She is called Bai Jieer in the 21st century. His father was the chairman of a small company and loved painting and photography. Therefore, Jie'er has learned to draw since she was a child, and she is not afraid of any brush words and ink paintings. Her mother is a music teacher, and she let Jie'er learn various musical instruments since she was a child, but Jie'er loves the guzheng alone, and other musical instruments can also be used to play. She chose to be a doctor by herself, and was admitted to the Military Medical University with excellent results. During her military training in college, she pestered her instructor to learn sanda, which was the icing on the cake for her karate master. She was originally invited by a famous American university to give a speech, but who would have thought that she would encounter heavy fog on the way and the plane crashed, and she also traveled to this time and space, and her body became ten years old. But this body doesn't seem to belong to her entirely! The body has her other identity———— Murong Zihan, the third daughter of the current Prime Minister Murong Qingzhe. Murong Zihan has two older brothers and two older sisters. The eldest sister Murong Ziyao is thirty-two and is the current queen; The second sister, Murong Zilin, is seventeen years old and unmarried; The eldest brother, Murong Ziying, has four out of twenty and is an official in the court; The second brother, Murong Ziluo, has been in business for ten years.

"Jie'er, are you alright?" Qingjin patted Jie'er on the shoulder and asked worriedly.

Jie'er gave Qingjin a charming smile: "I think about it!" If it comes, it will be safe. Since I have such an identity, I should accept it unconditionally! Besides, isn't this identity also very good! I think I'll live a better life! ”

Qing Jin smiled reassuringly: "It seems that the senior sister's adaptability is amazingly strong!" ”

Jie'er pouted, pulled Qingjin and walked into the hall.

"Mother..." Jie'er, no, it should be Zihan who threw herself into Mrs. Murong's arms and said a word that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Han'er... My miserable child..." The people in the hall wept silently.

Zihan raised his head and asked, "Where is my father?" ”

Mrs. Murong's face was heavy, and she choked up and said, "Your father... He's poisoned..."

Jie'er hurriedly got up, pulled Mrs. Murong and said, "No wonder a notice was posted in front of the gate to recruit a doctor!" Take me to see Daddy! ”

"Han'er you..." Madam Murong looked at Zihan in surprise.

"Mother, anyway, I'm also the goddaughter of the divine doctor Qingxiu, and my medical skills are not bad, I may not be able to save my father!"

"Third Miss, can you save the master?" The old man asked.

"Take me there!" Jie'er pulled Qingjin and followed everyone to Murong Qingzhe's room.

Entering the house, the old man who was over fifty years old was lying on the hospital bed, his face was like white paper, and there was no blood. Zihan checked the pulse first, and then motioned for Qing Jin to diagnose it as well.

"Han'er... What do you think? Mrs. Murong hurriedly asked.

"Daddy fell asleep! Although this is not a strong poison, it will make the poisoned person fall asleep, do not eat water, and starve to death. As soon as Zihan finished speaking, Mrs. Murong gave up her legs and leaned on Zihan's arms. Mother, don't worry! I can cure this poison! ”

Mrs. Murong looked at Zi Han and was relieved to see that Zi Han's face was full of affirmation.

"Give me a set of silver needles, the best incense! Senior brother come in to help me, no one else should come in. Zihan turned around and took off his shirt for Murong Qingzhe, Qingjin lit incense, and the rest of the people left the room.

"Senior brother, help me support him!" Qing Jin helped Murong Qingzhe according to Zihan's words. Zihan stood two meters away from Murong Qingzhe and smoked the silver needle on the incense.

"You're going to use 'air acupuncture'?" Qing Jin asked.

Zihan nodded, turned around and waved his side arm, and five silver needles pierced Murong Qingzhe's body. I saw Murong Qingzhe trembling all over.

"Senior brother, pull out the needle!" After finishing speaking, Qing Jin neatly pulled out the needle.

"Wow..." Murong Qingzhe spit out a mouthful of dirty blood after pulling out the needle and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing this, Zihan hurriedly helped Murong Qingzhe to lie down.

"You..."

"Daddy, I'm Zihan... Don't talk, get some rest! Murong Qingzhe listened, tears streaming into his eyes.

Zihan got up, wrote down the prescription, handed it to Qing Jin and said, "Senior brother, can you see if this medicine works?" ”

Qing Jin took the prescription, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Senior sister's medical skills are higher than mine, I didn't expect a few flavors of medicine here..."

Zihan smiled: "Senior brother, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go boil the medicine!" ”