"General, be slower, be slower, I can't stand this old body, my arms and legs!"

"What's slow? You can slow down? My wife can't wait!"

Quan Shenglan listened to the sound outside the house and blew the crossbow mouth: "Hey, here you are here!"

Then, Quan Ziyan kicked open the bedroom door. The white-haired imperial physician was held in his hand like a little chicken. He probably ran over all the way. His face turned a little blue at this time. He was covering his mouth, looking like he was about to vomit.

As soon as Quan Ziyan entered the room, he saw Mu Zhao sitting in the middle of the bed. He threw away the imperial physician in his hand and ran towards Mu Zhao. If Xia Yu hadn't caught the imperial physician quickly, he would have been afraid that the old imperial physician would have really fallen into a mess.

"Zhao'er, how about it? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Quan Ziyan squeezed Quan Shenglan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and sat down in front of Mu Zhao, then held Mu Zhao's hand and asked carefully.

"It's nothing serious, but my head is a little dizzy!" Mu Zhao looked at Quan Ziyan, then looked at the imperial physician who was holding a flowerpot and retching in the distance, and couldn't help but blame him, "What are you anxious about? Look at the imperial physician who made it!"

Quan Ziyan looked back at the imperial physician. Although he was a little embarrassed, he had already developed a thick skin as thick as cowhide for so many years. At this moment, he just touched his nose: "I'm not too worried about you. Doctor Wu is old and can't walk fast, so I took him to trot!"

Quan Shenglan stood aside and rolled his eyes to the sky: "Train, I believe your evil. If I trot, I can run away like this? Dad, you will also coax your mother. In this world, I am afraid that no one will believe you except your mother!"

"Your mother is willing to believe it!" Quan Ziyan held Mu Zhao's hand and snorted softly, "Doctor Wu, come and show my wife, what's the big deal?"

Doctor Wu retching for a while, and just recovered, he took a sip of water and rinsed his mouth, then walked over staggeringly, and then sat down next to Mu Zhao: "Madam Quan, please extend your hand!"

Mu Zhao slowly stretched out his hand. Although Doctor Wu was old, his eyes were very good. He saw the wound on Mu Zhao's index finger at a glance. His eyes changed. Then he put a handkerchief on Mu Zhao's wrist and then lit his pulse. After a while, Doctor Wu raised his eyes and looked at San Zi standing beside him: "Where is the thing?"

Sanzi was stunned for a moment, then picked up the bowl of tea and handed it to Dr. Wu.

Doctor Wu looked at the worm floating on the tea and nodded: "It was bitten by a corpse worm. Now it's okay. When I was prescribed a few detoxification medicines, I'll take it for five days!"

Yilin, who was standing beside him, hurriedly put on ink, paper and inkstone for Doctor Wu. Sanzi watched Doctor Wu stagger to the tea table, hesitated for a while, and said, "I dare to ask Doctor Wu, since he was just bitten by a corpse insect, why can't even see such doctors?"

"The pulse is stable, with only a few undetectable ups and downs. Without decades of practicing medicine, how can I see it?" Doctor Wu shook his head and chuckled, "If I had not encountered such a case, and had seen the wounds bleeding from the wife's fingertips, I might not have been able to diagnose it by just taking the pulse!"
Chapter completed!