Although Mrs. Mo had known for a long time that the person who cured Yang Guobao was not old, she did not expect that this person was a completely child.

And she looks so beautiful.

Old Mrs. Mo used to think that Zheng Xianjing was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen, but now if Zheng Xianjing stands beside her, she can't even be like Pu Liu's figure.

It is said that when God opens a window for people, he will close it. Generally, people with extraordinary qualities will have some external defects.

This little girl is so beautiful, so perfect that she has no flaws. Will her medical skills really be so good?

It's said that a fool is a beauty.

So in Old Mrs. Mo's heart, people who are too beautiful are generally not too smart.

After all, no matter what you say, there is a source.

Although Mrs. Mo was full of doubts, she still smiled and said, "Hello, little doctor, I am Xiaodie's grandma, and our Xiaodie will trouble you."

Ni Yan smiled faintly: "You are so polite. As a doctor, it is my responsibility to treat diseases and save people."

This kid is quite modest.

Not impetuous.

Good.

Forget it, let her try it!

What if I really have some skills?

"Good boy, how old are you this year?" Old Mrs. Zheng reached out and held Ni Yan's hand, with a moved expression.

Ni Yan said politely: "Old man, I am seventeen years old today."

Old Mrs. Zheng nodded, "Seventeen years old, two years younger than our Tingting. So where are you from?"

Before Old Mrs. Zheng could speak, Zheng Tingting next to her said in surprise: "I didn't expect that the little miracle doctor is only seventeen years old this year! I was still a child when I was seventeen years old. The little miracle doctor was already famous all over the world. It's really shameful for us!"

These words were clearly praising Ni Yan, but in fact they were thorns.

Famous all over the world?

Only after Ni Yantong reigned Yang Guobao alone, how could he have become famous all over the world?

Moreover, Mrs. Mo had originally doubted Ni Yan's medical skills.

This sentence not only carries a thorn, but also a strong sense of ridicule.

Somehow, Zheng Xianjing inexplicably couldn't like Ni Yan!

After giving birth to such a beautiful face, he is not a good girl who is at a loss!

Zheng Xianjing likes to play with people who are ugly than her. Those who look better than her should be damn it!

Ni Yan was not angry, but smiled and said, "Cai Wenji was able to distinguish the string sounds at the age of six, Kong Rong gave Li to him at the age of seven, and Ganluo was appointed as prime minister at the age of twelve. It can be seen that people are different and their talents are different. This sister does not have to be ashamed of herself."

Ni Yan's tone was light, but loud, and her counterattack was very beautiful.

Zheng Xianjing held a breath of turbid breath in her heart and was almost pissed to death by Ni Yan!

The eyes of Mrs. Mo and Mrs. Zheng appeared in the eyes of her eyes. This little genius doctor was indeed a powerful figure.

If it were an ordinary child, what would he not know at the age of seventeen? How could he know so many great principles?

Moreover, Zheng Xianjing is usually a very outstanding child. In terms of eloquence, there are really few famous daughters in this circle who are her opponents. Today, Zheng Xianjing's verbal teeth have suffered a loss with Ni Yan.

It's also a rare thing.

Seeing that Zheng Xianjing was a little embarrassed, Old Mrs. Mo stood up and said with a smile: "Let's go in quickly, Xiaodie is still waiting inside."

Zheng Xianjing bit her lip with some reluctance, but didn't say much.

It is better to say more than less.

Sometimes, there are many mistakes in saying too much.

Wait, she will always have a chance to take revenge.

Ni Yan followed Mrs. Mo and the others into the yard.

A townhouse in Mo's family has five floors, with a villa in front and a servant's room at the back. Although the servant's room is a little shorter, it is also very grand. You can tell at a glance that the family is well-off.

The decoration inside is even more luxurious.

Beautiful crystal lamps, exquisite imported Persian carpets, huge leather sofas, and famous paintings can be seen everywhere.

If an ordinary person entered such a house, he would definitely be amazed, just like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.

But who is Ni Yan?

As President Ni in her previous life, she had never seen any scenes? She really didn't take this thing seriously.

Seeing her so calm, Old Mrs. Mo couldn't help but look at her again.

This child was a little beyond her expectations.

Look at her clothes, she doesn't look like she comes from a wealthy family, but after seeing these things, she didn't have any greed in her eyes, but instead she was clear and calm.

Instead of being a teenager, he looks like a superior who has experienced thousands of sails.

Maybe, it's really a big deal.

The few people went upstairs together. Just as they stepped on the last stairs, Old Mrs. Zheng accidentally stepped onto the air.

She was about to lean back and roll to the ground. At this moment, her hand was gently held by someone. The man used a clever effort. Old Mrs. Zheng's body immediately stabilized, and a clear voice sounded around her, "Be careful, old man."

When the old lady Zheng saw that the person who supported her turned out to be Ni Yan, she immediately said gratefully: "Thank you, the little doctor."

"It's just a matter of raising hands." Ni Yan smiled slightly, and two shallow dimples rippled on the corner of her mouth.

In an instant, Old Mrs. Zheng was lost again.

She remembered that her Tingting also had two such small dimples.

"Grandma, are you okay?" Zheng Tingting, who was walking in front, noticed something abnormal, stopped and held the old lady Zheng's arm, and asked with concern.

Only then did the old lady Zheng react and showed a helpless smile, "It's okay."

Ni Yan reminded in a faint voice: "The old man has inconvenient legs and feet, so this sister pays more attention."

hehe.

Is Ni Yan blaming her for not being filial enough in disguise?

She didn't look at her identity either. What qualifications does she have to criticize herself if a barefoot village doctor who accidentally cured Yang Guobao's disease?

For a moment, Zheng Xianjing became even more angry, but she still smiled and said, "What the little miracle doctor said is that this time it was indeed my negligence. Thank you little miracle doctor. Grandma, let's go in quickly."

Ni Yan didn't say anything more and followed her into the house.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Ni Yan frowned without a trace.

Because the smell in the air is really not very pleasant, it can even be said to be unpleasant.

Ni Yan looked at it and found that all the doors and windows in the room were closed tightly, and the curtains were also pulled up. The only light came from the crystal chandelier above his head.

Judging from this taste, it takes at least ten days to close doors and windows.

The little girl lying on the hospital bed was pale and skinny. If Wang Meifeng hadn't said it before, Ni Yan wouldn't have seen it at all. The child was thirteen years old.

Yang Guobao ran to Mo Hudie, "Xiaodie Xiaodie, this is Sister Ni Yan that I told you!"

Mo Hudie looked up at Ni Yan, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said politely: "Hello Sister Ni Yan."

This sister Ni Yan is indeed as Yang Guobao said, really beautiful.

It's better than Snow White on TV.

"Hello Xiaodie." Ni Yan sat down and reached out to take Mo Hudie's pulse.

There is some silence in the air.

Everyone was waiting for Ni Yan to speak.

After a moment, Ni Yan let go of his hand, raised Mo Hudie's chin, and then said, "Don't be nervous, close your eyes first, sister check your pupils."

Mo Hudie closed his eyes as he said.

After looking at her pupils, Ni Yan's expression was a little complicated. She looked up at Old Mrs. Mo, "Is Xiaodie taking medicine these days? Then the situation improved?"

"Yes." Old Mrs. Mo nodded.

Ni Yan continued, "Can you take the medicine over and let me see it?"

"Yes." Old Mrs. Mo nodded and took out a small red porcelain bottle from the drawer of the bedside table.

After Ni Yan took the small porcelain bottle, he opened the lid, sniffed it gently, and then spoke, "The pill contains aconite, cypress, Panlongqi, pineapple, pineapple, golden cherry, snakeberry, dandelion and other medicinal materials. These medicinal materials have the effects of astringent, warming and clearing heat, and are not symptomatically used as medicine for Xiaodie's disease. The reason why Xiaodie's condition improved was because of the slippery symptoms caused by the astringent inside and outside. This is a treatment of the symptoms but not the root cause. You should stop the medicine now, otherwise within three days, Xiaodie's condition will not improve, but will also worsen, and may endanger your life at that time."

Ni Yan said it seriously, and there was no joking on her face.

Old Mrs. Mo was stunned, "Okay, but this is the medicine sent by the miracle doctor in Jiangnan!"

Will the medicine sent by the miraculous doctor still make mistakes?

What's more, after taking the medicine, Mo Hudie's health showed signs of improvement.
To be continued...