"Okay, I'll help Xiaojiu take a look." Feng Feiyang focused his mind and carefully diagnosed his pulse. His pulse was beating rhythmically, neither weak nor floating. It was exactly the normal and healthy pulse that a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy should have.

"Well! I've been well conditioned these days, so I'll look at your eyes again." Feng Feiyang wanted to find medical gloves, but then he found that the medicine box was relaxed and he was in their ward! Not only the medicine box, but also the Luxiang who was running errands with him in the past two days was left to take care of Song Sheng and the others.

"Oh! Xiaojiu, I forgot to get the medicine box, please wait for me for a while." Feng Feiyang planned to get the medicine box.

"Miss, Miss, the medicine box." Luxiang ran over panting and hurriedly placed the medicine box on the table beside Feng Feiyang.

Xiaojiu frowned secretly. Why did these maids become more and more unruly after the guards followed A Yang? Are they bullying A Yang as young as they are young? No, Brother Qi has to talk about it when he comes back, knocking on him as a slave guard.

Luxiang didn't know that these random behaviors were beaten by Xiaojiu, otherwise she wouldn't dare to kill her! The lady didn't like these tedious etiquettes!

They are even more unfair than Dou E!

Feng Feiyang quickly helped Xiaojiu remove the gauze and whispered softly: "I changed the dressing for the last time today. Xiaojiu can see the light when he removes the gauze the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you, A Yang." Xiaojiu's voice trembled and his mood was in a state of excitement. He has been blind at the age of seven for more than five years. He has never dared to hope for a day of regaining his bright future. It was A Yang who gave him hope for light and could not repay him in this life. At some point, A Yang had a root in his tender heart. He wanted to hold it firmly and hold it in his palm.

"Congratulations to Master Jiu for his eyes regaining light!" Luxiang smiled and his words were filled with joy.

"Xiao Jiu must keep a happy mood, strengthen exercise, and adjust her body according to the recipe so that she can get faster." Feng Feiyang, based on the qualities of a doctor, tried his best to remind Xiao Jiu as comprehensively.

"Well, I've remembered it." Xiaojiu was excited and had the urge to cry. His dark life was finally over. How could this not make people excited?

Xiaojiu's handsome face turned slightly red. After many years, the flowers, birds, and wind and moon in his memory were about to become reality. How could he not be ecstatic?

"Wow! Why don't you see Qi Ye and Duanmu?" Feng Feiyang realized that Qi Ye and nagging Duanmu were not in the yard with a strong aura. No wonder they were so quiet!

"Oh! Forgot to tell A Yang that there is an urgent matter in Brother Qi's mansion. Doctor Duanmu and Brother Qi have gone back to deal with it. I guess they are coming back soon!" Xiaojiu whispered in a low voice, as if he was endless worries in his words.

Brother Seven has been back home for a day and a night. Could it be that the one in the palace has made something wrong?

Xiaojiu guessed it right. At this time, the Kang Wang Mansion was cold and cold. Duanmu Yunxian, the eldest daughter of the magic doctor villa who entered Kang Wang's room for the second time, was trembling with her lips and teeth, and wrapped her not-so-thick cloak on her body and walked to the edge of the bed.

It became colder and colder, and I couldn't help but feel anxious. Why did the prince's room get colder and colder, and what about his body?

The eyes of the butler Uncle Mu flashed in his eyes and he whispered: "Please, please, my master, he will be like this for several days after the full moon. Please ask the lady to think of a solution." The old voice was almost choked, and it was even more desolate in this cold room.

A half of the pale and handsome side face was exposed under the thick quilt, and the silk-like black hair scattered on the dark purple pillow, as if it was covered with a thin layer of ice, looking hazy and dreamy.

The butler walked to the bed and whispered: "Master, Master, Queen Mother, invite the lady from the genius doctor Villa to take the pulse of the master." Duanmu Yunxian stood beside the butler with expressionless expression, but her heart was full of thoughts.

That year, the fourteen-year-old King Kang was wearing silver armor and riding a pure white war horse to the battlefield. His handsome and unparalleled heroic figure captured the hearts of many girls in Shangdu.

Of course, it also includes Duanmu Yunxian, the eldest daughter of the miraculous doctor villa who was only ten years old at the time. She glanced at the sight but had a deep love root.

In order to have the ancestral medical record, she used all her tricks and did not hesitate to learn the shameless poison skills of the world, just to be his princess one day with King Kang.

The doctor is a family, it only depends on who operates it.

30 years ago, the Qianghua Poison Lady was beautiful and cruel, and she was willing to do whatever she wanted, trampling on poison and killing people. She aroused public outrage in the martial arts world and was chased by righteous people to Yunling Cliff. Later, she was rescued by Duanmu Yunxian's grandfather, and changed her name to hide in Yunling Villa. It took 30 years in a flash.

Uncle Mu, the housekeeper, looked at the lady of the miraculous doctor villa with a changing expression, and felt indescribable disgust.

If I hadn't known about the experience of Duanmu Gongzi and his sister, I would probably have been deceived by the young lady's weak and charming color today.

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

Duanmu Yunxian gritted her teeth, lowered her eyebrows and walked to the bed with her eyes down, and half-kneeled to take her pulse for King Kang. Yesterday, she returned in vain. If it weren't for the Queen's decree today, she would have the chance to enter King Kang's bedroom.

Duanmu Yunxian stroked his wrist with a slender jade finger, and it seemed like ice was broken through the bones in an instant, and his pulse was weak and intermittent.

Duanmu Yunxian suddenly lost her appearance. This is a dying vein! She didn't want to believe it, but she just...

At this time, Duanmu Yunxian was like five thunders thunder and his heart was mixed, and it was nothing more than falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.

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

In King Kang's bedroom, the person on the bed jumped up, "Uncle Mu, collect the ice." At this time, the two men opened the door from the wardrobe and walked out, Duanmu Jingxuan, a second young man in light blue robe, and a handsome man in black who looked exactly like King Kang.

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

"No gift!" King Kang waved his hand and 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. His thumb gently stroked the landscape painting table, and a soft color ray appeared in his eyes.

What is his girl doing at this time?

He had only been twelve ten days ago, and he missed the girl a little! King Kang looked far away and smiled with his lips, and it was time to fight back.

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

Since the accident happened, 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 eyelash of the Ninth Prince, and the pasta fried chicken that has been popular all over Shangdu recently.

The third lady has both the ability and can make money. Who wouldn’t like such a woman? Uncle Mu’s happier the more he thought about it. He wished he could immediately renovate the house in the yard so that it would be for the master to get married.

As for his identity as the master of his family, who cares?

"Opinion? No, but someone has a portrait of you when you go to war in the room." Duanmu Jingxuan said this. The wise King Kang would not understand what kind of connection was the one sent by the queen and the prince's party.

Duanmu Jingxuan bounced the dust that did not exist and his mind flew back to Taoranya's courtyard. The royal battle was not something he could interfere with, but it would be better to hug A Yang's thighs and learn medical skills.

The room was quiet, and the housekeeper and Duanmu Jingxuan left the room. The substitute Mu Ziqiang turned around and entered the secret room. The master returned to the room. He could not appear in the room for the time being, so he could only stay in the secret room and meditate and practice.

King Kang sat in front of the desk and wrote quickly. His handsome face appeared and disappeared in the candlelight. When he flipped over to the information sent by Fengying Building, King Kang suppressed his anger. What a vicious woman, he actually colluded with people from the world to kill people and seize money. It seems that this matter must be handled by the girl himself.

King Kang put the information in his arms, and was eager to handle other matters. He tried to finish it in two hours and went back to see the girl.

Duanmu Jingxuan quickly went to Luoxiaju where his sister was to watch Duanmu Yanshen.

The moonlight like water covers this quiet yard, and the incense burner in the Qingyun Yayuan sits in the center of the exquisite rattan rocking chair.

I am about the same age as the lady, and I am always so surprised by Miss Mao’s skills. Is it true that I earn money from medical skills and poison skills? Is it because the lady is too strong or is she too weak, or is she an IQ problem?

It’s really a matter of comparing goods that you have to throw away, and a person has to die!

Feng Feiyang in the bedroom didn't know how the maid outside the room was confused, so he focused on debugging his super intelligent mechanical arms.

Before Thirteen's wound healed, Feng Feiyang beat his waist, which had been sitting for a long time and was in pain, and stood up to check the crop planting manual being printed.

She has specialized in her skills, but she doesn't know how to understand the planting industry! She couldn't help but think of the doll-like farmer Sima Tianxian.

Alas! Fortunately, the careful grandfather saved the knowledge of planting. She just turned simplified Chinese into traditional Chinese in this era and printed it out!

When it comes to Feng Feiyang's font in this era, he is extremely puzzled. How could it be exactly the same as the font in the Tang Dynasty? Could it be that this historical founder in another world was a time traveler of the Tang Dynasty? Otherwise, the architecture, life etiquette and clothing here are so similar to those in the Tang Dynasty?

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

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night. When Prince Le Zhengzize learned that his seventh brother, King Kang, was about to turn into ice, he went to the yard of Princess Xu Jingya for the first time. There was an undetected smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was also floating in walking, feeling that everyone was about to fly.

Why is the prince in a good mood today? He likes everything he sees, and no matter what he does, he has to care about the child in her womb, right?

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad. In an exquisite yard in the east of the city, the eldest lady of the Chinese Divine Doctor Villa was furious, hysterical, with disheveled hair, like a madman.

The person he liked was in danger but had no choice but to do anything. The contract he made with Mrs. Hang could not be completed, and almost all the people sent were wiped out, and only the master and Senior Xia came back.

The only thing worthy of comfort is that the master Zhengda and Guangming tricked Mrs. Yan here as his mother's family. She fell to see if the woman's belly was related to Miss Feng San mentioned by Mrs. Hang.
Chapter completed!