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"Yang Daren, the strength of this Feng Dance girl, what..." Wang Zhaole looked at his boss with curious eyes.

Yang University did not know, he said: "Go and go, how has the oriental **** doctor not yet? You go to remind me."

At this time, Yang Hong quickly came over here, and he followed a little old man.

Yang Daxiao found that he was not an oriental **** doctor. He immediately hugged his eyes and stared at Yang Hong.

Yang Hong smiled bitterly: "It’s gone down, especially low-pitched, temperate, and pleading, but the Oriental girl said that she is still sick, can’t cure others, and she and she still say...”

Dr. Yang: "What else does she say?"

Yang Hong: "She also satirizes our little dance."

Yang Daxiao stared at Yang Hong.

Yang Hong smiled bitterly: "The Oriental girl said, "Your family is a phoenix dance. Doesn't she claim to be a half-step god-level pharmacist? Let her rule for herself."

Dr. Yang frowned: "Do not want to double the consultation fee?"

Yang Hong: "The people said, unless the No. 3 Lingyuan crystal mine is returned, otherwise it will be avoided."

Yang Hong smiled again and again: "I later found someone to ask and know that the injury to the Oriental girl was also played by Xiaofeng."

Yang University: "..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something... I couldn’t say a word at the end.

What can he say?

He is also very helpless.

"The pharmacist is still one step ahead and can be promoted to a royal pharmacist. Would you like to let him see Xiaofeng Dance?" Yang Hong asked.

What can Yang University do?

He can only take a step back and give way to the pharmacist.

Looking at the pharmacist giving Xiaofeng the pulse, Yang’s heart hurts.

How come there is a royal pharmacist next door, the most powerful of them is the royal pharmacist is half a step? Hard life was crushed by others.

Every time someone at the Imperial College was seriously injured, I went to the Oriental girl next door.

This oriental **** doctor, she is a person... In the tough guys like Yang Zhihu, it is too emotional, and belongs to the kind of person who is held proudly by too many people.

Can only be this emperor, what can I do? I can only hold my nose to ask for a home, and I have to pay a huge amount of medical advice. It is really distressing.

When will the pharmacist be promoted to a royal pharmacist! Yang Zhihu is looking forward to the heart.

At this time, the pharmacist has already finished watching the phoenix dance.

"How? What is this situation?"

Yang Zhihu saw the pharmacist stand up and asked to go forward.

The pharmacist looked at Yang Zhihu and his eyes were complicated.

Yang Zhihu was shocked in the heart, grabbed the pharmacist and hurriedly said: "This girl! It won't be a terminal illness?! For the pharmacist, you are talking!"

The pharmacist almost didn't get killed by Yang Zhihu.

"No, not a terminal illness." The pharmacist waved: "She's fine."

Yang Zhihu frowned: "So how did she faint? Is she really not bad?"

The pharmacist looked at Yang Zhihu with a weird look.

Is there a problem with her body?

The meridians are as strong as a tiger, and the blood is like a sea. Is this a problem with the body? !

The pharmacist shook his head: "She is very good."

Yang Zhihu: "So how did she faint?"

Pharmacist: "If you don't eat for more than ten days, are you dizzy?"

Yang Zhihu: "Ah? You mean..."

Pharmacist: "Hungry, dizzy,!"

After that, the pharmacist began to pack up the medicine box and was ready to go back.

At night, he had already slept, and he was picked up from the bed. He thought that he was terminally ill. The result was a little girl who was hungry...