Before Wen Xiaoai lost her temper, a heavy warning sounded unhappily:

"Don't touch it!"

The drunkard glanced at Jun Moyan, smiled indifferently, and then began to check on the cat.

However, within a minute of the check, the drunkard's expression was a little wrong...

This damn expression made everyone present confused and curious about what the situation was.

If Jun Moyan hadn't been present, Qingyi and Baiyi would have come forward to ask.

It was really the first time this expression appeared on this drunken face, which was too strange.

I'm afraid even if Wuyuan was attacked and exploded, this drunkard probably was too lazy to take a look.

On the contrary, Jun Moyan had no expression changes.

Because of the shocked look of the alcoholic, it also appeared in his eyes more than ten minutes ago.

This cat is indeed unusual.

The expression of the drunkard made Baiyi, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but think about it again.

Could it be that the cat was really the same as he thought, something was on the body?

This alcoholic can not only see a doctor, but also see this?

That's really hidden.

"What's wrong?" Qingyi noticed Baiyi's face was not right beside her.

Bai Yi looked at Qingyi, hit him hard with her elbow, and whispered:

"It's not all you."

"Not that, a cat or a crow scares you like this? Don't say you are from Wuyuan, it's simply embarrassing to the third young master when you go out."

"You are gloating and settle the score with you later." Baiyi glared at him fiercely.

After a while, the drunkard stopped checking and looked at Jun Moyan: "This... is really the cat before?"

"Do you think I'm so bored and find the same cat, and you'll get it covered with blood and then let you check it?" Jun Moyan looked at the drunkard as if he was foolish.

The drunkard stared at him, as if wondering how credible his words were.

It’s not that he thinks Jun Moyan is so boring, but that this... is too incredible.

"What about the wound on its body? I wasn't really drunk just now. At most half an hour, did you tell me that the wound has healed?"

"..." Jun Moyan could not explain this because he didn't understand it.

"Or did you hire another old immortal doctor who retired to the mountains and forests? It's impossible, there is no better medical skills in this world than me."

He is so thick-skinned, who says he is not better than your medical skills?

The Medicine King of our cat demon clan is much better than you, and they don’t even drink.

Wen Xiaoai despised the drunkard in his heart.

Then he stretched out his two small claws at Jun Moyan, and shouted in a slight voice, his tone was full of pleasing:

“Meow~”

Want to hug.

The energy on his body can heal her wounds, she needs it.

Jun Moyan took two steps forward and reached out to pick up its small body.

Wen Xiaoai narrowed his eyes slightly, hugged in his arms with satisfaction, and tried hard to absorb the energy from him.

"Is there any physical problem with its body?" Jun Mo Yan asked the drunkard.

The drunkard stared at the cat in Jun Moyan's arms, rubbed his delicate and thin chin with one hand, and looked puzzled, so he ignored Jun Moyan's questions.

"Ask you."

"You haven't answered me yet, what's going on with this cat...?"

"If I know, I still need to ask you?"

"This is too... evil." The drunkard wrapped his hands around his chest, leaned back slightly, and leaned against the sofa.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were still staring at Wen Xiaoai, and he couldn't tell the diagnosis for a long time.

"You think it's evil, too, right?" Bai Yi couldn't help but interject.
Chapter completed!