"General, the old man will first prescribe a medicine for the young lady to take with a clear heart, as for this disease...... The old man really can't do anything!"

When Mu Yun heard this, his face was worried and pitying, and he waved his hand to signal the doctor to retreat.

"Shishi, Dad will definitely heal you for your illness. Mu Yun said, his voice seemed to tremble.

His daughter is only seventeen years old, and her life has just begun, how can she contract such a strange disease!

"Dad, don't worry, it's not a fatal disease at all, that old man's medical skills are not good. Mu Shishi saw that Mu Yun seemed to be a little desolate for a moment, and she couldn't bear it in her heart, her pulse was faster than that of ordinary people.

Especially when using the ability, the muscles and veins are like yarn, and it doesn't have any effect on her at all, and everyone in their research institute is like this.

"Just now the doctor said that the pulses are mixed together?" Yan Chenluo's nice voice sounded, and he looked at Mu Shishi on the bed: "General, it's better to let this king come and take a look at Ling Qianjin's pulse." ”

When Mu Shishi heard this, she raised her eyes to look at Yan Chenluo, she had been watching silently since just now, but at this time, she wanted to take her pulse?

Oh, now the eighth prince has been infected by disease since he was a child, but he can't find a way to cure it, but now he wants to treat her, it's ridiculous!

Or did he want to test her body to see if it was the same as the doctor said?

Temptation? How can she Mu Shishi be a good type, let him play!

"Seeing that the eighth prince's face is pale, he must have been sick for many years. Mu Shishi said, looking up at her weak face, there was no trace of contempt, and there was no trace of debasement.

It's just a faint sentence, as if it was said very carelessly.

Yan Chenluo smiled at the corner of his lips, although his face was pale, he was still handsome, and his bright eyes were charming.

If he obviously didn't care about it, he poked into his fatal place, and he didn't seem to care about her words!

"His medical skills are not accurate, so how about this king to check Miss Mu's pulse. ”

As the voice fell, a slender figure stepped in, and his sharp eyes passed through the two people in the room, directly into Mu Shishi's eyes.

Mu Shishi's fingers tightened, facing the deep eyes, deeply attracted by the deep scene, the hidden light in his eyes was like a sharp sword ready to fire, just afraid that if one is not careful, ten thousand arrows will pierce the heart.

The whole body exudes an awe-inspiring and inviolable momentum, the corners of his lips hook a shallow smile, but the whole body is surrounded by a cold air, this kind of eyes, this kind of momentum, so familiar!