ASTNovels Chapter 801 The disease can be cured
Chapter 801 The disease can be cured
Shen Xichen stared quietly at Bai Lu with an unnatural expression, and smiled.
He took a step forward, grabbed her shoulders, and was about to say something when he heard a masculine male voice coming over.
"Brat, let her go."
Shen Xichen raised his eyes, and saw Old Monster Mo coming out of the room, staring at him angrily, and striding towards him.
Shen Xichen: "."
It came out just in time.
Can't we wait for him to finish speaking before appearing?
Look at this old man looking like he is going to eat people, as if he is some kind of heinous villain.
He didn't do anything.
Hearing the sound, Bai Lu pushed Shen Xichen's hand away, and hurriedly ran to Old Monster Mo, "Master, how are you?"
Her heart was beating violently.
There was still someone's residual heat on her shoulders, which made her heart fluctuate violently.
If Master didn't come out, what would he say to her?
I really want to know.
"Well, why are you still here? Where's my chicken soup? Have you cooked it yet?"
Old Monster Mo glared at Shen Xichen sharply, and when he turned to Bai Lu, his eyes gradually softened.
That kid just put his paw on his apprentice's shoulder?
Is this kid interested in his apprentice?
Why can't he see it so strangely?
His apprentice is his one-in-one medical successor, and he doesn't want her to be abducted by other men so early.
"Don't worry, I'll cook right away."
Bai Lu couldn't help laughing, and dealt with Mr. Mo, then turned her eyes to Wu Xinluo who followed.
"Master, how is she? Can the disease be cured?"
Let's finish the business first, and then she will help the old man cook chicken soup.
She promised to do things for others, but she had to do well no matter what.
"Do you think there are any diseases that cannot be cured with your master around?"
Old Monster Mo glared at Bai Lu reproachfully, with a haughty look on his face.
"Hee hee, that's right, my master is Hua Tuo, and there is no disease that can trouble you."
Bai Lu understood what Old Monster Mo meant, and immediately flattered her with all her strength.
"Hmph, little sycophant, in a while you will make her medicine according to the prescription."
Old Monster Mo stroked his beard, and it was very helpful to his apprentice's compliments.
"Yeah, okay."
Bai Lu smiled happily at Wu Xinluo, and Wu Xinluo nodded gratefully at her.
"Lolo, are you out?"
Not far away, He Lanzhi, who had been sitting impatiently for a long time, came out, saw several people gathered there, and hurriedly strode towards them.
"Blue."
Wu Xinluo hastily went up to meet him, watching He Lanzhi hesitate to speak, a pair of almond eyes flickered with mist.
She was very excited, especially when she saw the man in front of her who would never leave her.
If it weren't for his insistence, maybe she would still be living in the dark days.
She really appreciates him.
Love him too.
"Lolo, you."
Seeing Wu Xinluo looking like she was about to cry, He Lanzhi's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that her disease cannot be cured?
Even so, he won't let go of her hand?
"It doesn't matter. If this old Chinese medicine doctor can't cure your illness, then I'll think of other ways. If we go abroad to look for it, we will definitely find someone with better medical skills to treat you."
He will never give up her treatment until the last moment.
"Brat, who are you insulting?"
Hearing what He Lanzhi said, Old Monster Mo immediately became angry.
He raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Is this a small problem considered a problem? You look down on my ability, so don't ask me to see it."
How dare you question his medical skills?
If it wasn't for his apprentice's pleading, he wouldn't bother to talk to these people.
Do you think it's great to have a few stinky money?
So what he is most impatient with is helping these rich people to see a doctor. It is better to give those poor people a sense of accomplishment than seeing a doctor.
Old Monster Mo left with a cold face, shaking his sleeves.
"Hey, master, don't be angry, I'll cook chicken soup for you right away."
Bai Lu hurriedly made a sound to smooth things over, and shot He Lanzhi a stare.
Her master regards himself as noble and never pays attention to difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Of course, he hates others to question his medical skills.
It's good for He Lanzhi, he just talks nonsense without asking indiscriminately, it seems that he can only rely on her to coax him well for a while.
"Lan Zhi, you misunderstood. Mo Lao just said that Xin Luo's illness can be cured."
Shen Xichen at the side hastily clarified to He Lanzhi.
He Lanzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately looked at Wu Xinluo, and asked joyfully, "Luoluo, is it true? Your illness can really be cured?"
Great, really great.
"Well, Lan Zhi, my illness can be cured."
Wu Xinluo nodded heavily, and the tears in her eyes instantly condensed into water droplets, which slid down her face.
"Hey, it's a good thing, silly girl, why are you crying?"
He Lanzhi was so excited that he stretched out his hand to gently wipe away her tears, but he wanted to cry too.
Hard work pays off.
Now she can finally recover.
"I'm just happy. Lan Zhi, I just want to cry."
Wu Xinluo's mood kept fluctuating, and she began to choke up holding He Lanzhi.
"Okay, let's cry, we'll go home after a big cry, and we won't be allowed to cry anymore."
He Lanzhi patted Wu Xinluo's back lovingly, his eyes filled with distress.
Bai Lu on the side was a little envious, she sneaked a glance at Shen Xichen, but saw that he was staring at her.
Bai Lu's face flushed, she hurriedly lowered her head, and turned to leave.
"Then what, I'm going to decoct the medicine, you sit down for a while."
Why has he been looking at her?
Seeing her blushing.
"I'll help you."
Shen Xichen chuckled and followed in big strides.
"Why are you following me? I don't need your help."
"Yes. It's so boring for you to do things alone. Let me help you. It's not tiring to work with men and women."
"Oh, then go and help me catch a chicken, I want to make soup for my master."
"Huh? Catch a chicken?"
"Hmm! Why? Don't you want to?"
"Yes, why would I not want to."
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The two chatted one sentence at a time and left. In the open space, there were only two people embracing each other.
After a while, Wu Xinluo regained her composure, sniffed and stood up straight from He Lanzhi's arms.
"Okay, don't cry anymore, or I will feel bad."
He Lanzhi pursed his lips, looked softly at the little woman in front of him, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Wu Xinluo nodded, and looked up at He Lanzhi, "Lan Zhi, Mr. Mo said, I'm poisoned. I can't tell if I'm mentally ill for the time being."
At this moment, He Lanzhi froze again and again.
"Poisoned? Are you actually poisoned?"
What is going on here?
Just like Wu Xinluo, He Lanzhi's mood was ups and downs.
Who on earth poisoned her, made her mistakenly think that she was mentally ill, and almost left her?