Yu Qingluo thought, Meng Luoyu is indeed a very smart boy. If he were a boy, he would definitely be the most popular candidate for the next patriarch of the Mongol ethnic group.

  Hey, that’s not right...

  Who said that girls can't become the patriarch of the Mongolian people? Although I haven't done it before, there are always exceptions to everything.

  Yu Qingluo's eyes lit up all over, but she should also be asked about this thing to see what she meant. For the time being, first solve the messy things in the Moon Clan's hometown.

  She frowned when she thought of the elders of the Yue clan.

  Yu Qingluo raised his head, looked at the big family in front of him, and pressed the corner of his lips.

  The person at the door saw her silently standing outside for more than half an hour, and couldn’t help but ran down the stairs, “What’s wrong with the girl?”

   "I heard that Master Meng is sick? I am a doctor."

  The servant at the door looked at her up and down for a while, frowned, turned around and went back.

After a while, two people came out with sticks and waved at her, "Walking around, they are here to cheat and drink. If it weren’t for you to be a woman, we’ve already interrupted you. Legs."

  Yu Qingluo's mouth twitched, shrugged and turned away. It seems that from the beginning of Meng Rong's illness, many people came to this mansion in the name of a doctor to pretend to be.

  She left simply, but made the two who drove her stunned, a little uncertain. In the past few days, everyone who said that he was a doctor had always stayed behind with stubborn demands. How did this girl go so neatly...

  Probably because she is a woman, she will be scared when she sees the stick.

  Yu Qingluo was walking leisurely. About ten meters away from the gate of the mansion, the gate of the Meng Mansion was suddenly opened, and a person was pushed out violently after him.

  The man staggered and began to curse, "Have you treated your benefactor like this? I tell you, if it weren't for me, your young master would have just returned to the West."

  The subordinates of the Meng Mansion who pushed him out said unceremoniously, "Go away, if it weren't for you, my young master wouldn't be getting sicker. I don't have the slightest ability, dare to be so arrogant."

  "You dogs, you don’t know anything and you talk a lot about it. My medical skills are unique. It was originally a way of putting it to death and resurrecting. It’s because you don’t know it. Hmph, don’t ask me to come next time."

  The people in the Meng Mansion saw that he was still so arrogant, and hurried over with a stick, and they were about to beat him.

  The man was shocked and ran away.

  Yu Qingluo pulled her lips and smiled. The soft and warm smile made the Mengfu subordinates who were chasing him startled and laughed subconsciously.

  Yu Qingluo looked at his silly look, and couldn't help but let out a laugh.

   then shook his head and left.

   Listening to the conversation between them can be deduced, that Yue clan elder, is not the one who rushed to kill. Otherwise, judging from the fact that Meng Rong's condition worsened due to the doctor's treatment just now, ordinary people would have interrupted his leg long ago, or just threw him out of the house half-dead, where would he be allowed to curse?

  This is really Meng Luoyu's good fortune.

  Yu Qingluo’s most worried thing is that the rumored Yue clan old man does not distinguish right from wrong and blindly favors the old lady.

  Come here this time, it is still some gains.

  Yu Qingluo is satisfied, and his steps are a bit brisk.

  However, her figure just disappeared, but two people came out at the gate of the mansion. When the people of the Meng Mansion saw him, they hurried forward to salute, "Patriarch, Second Master Wu."

   "...You watch it more, next time you see this kind of fame and fishing, don't let it in." The old Yue clan rubbed his eyebrows, his face was full of fatigue.

  Second Master Wu sighed, "These people are too bad."

   "Does Rong'er really deserve this?"

Wu Erye saw that the old face of the Yue clan was haggard and extremely vicissitudes of life, as if he had grown many years old overnight, and felt a little guilty for a while, "I am really ashamed, if I had known that Mengrong’s condition was so serious, I would be on my way back. When I met the disciple of Qiongshan doctor elder, even if he tried his best, he would be invited, but now, it has offended people."

  Yue Clan elder was taken aback, "A disciple of Qiongshan doctor? You mean, you saw the disciple of Qiongshan doctor?"

Wu Erye looked at him with a slightly agitated expression, making him even more uncomfortable, "Yes, I just had a personal grievance with him, now I really regret it..." He paused, suddenly frowned as if thinking of something. "But I saw a **** the road. It seems that she is also very skilled in medicine. Even the disciple of Doctor Qiongshan has suffered a lot from her. Listening to her, it seems that she knows Doctor Qiongshan. "

   "Where is the girl now?" The old Yue clan raised his head in surprise. He is really a little crazy now. As long as Meng Rong's disease can be cured, he will not consider any price. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he is not willing to give up.

  Second Master Wu shook his head in shame, "I'm only in a relationship with one side, and I don't know where she has gone."

  The old moon clan's mouth tightened, and his expression was dim. If the Mongolian doctor can't do anything, nor the doctors outside, then only Qiongshan doctor and the mysterious ghost doctor are his last hope. But the ghost doctor is uncertain and has a strange temperament. Some time ago, he heard that she appeared in the imperial capital of Feng Cang Nation. He also sent someone to look for it, but no news has come. I am afraid that she is no longer in the imperial capital.

  Therefore, if Doctor Qiongshan can help, then there is hope for his son.

  Second Master Wu fell silent. He thought that the old Yue clan wrote him to return to the Mongol clan for the upcoming wine tasting meeting, but he did not expect...but it was because Mengrong was seriously ill.

  When he hurried back, he could only watch Meng Rong's face become thinner, and he was no longer tortured by illness.

  Meng Rong was originally in poor health. From the time he was born, his legs were a bit unfavorable and his walking was jerky. Now, it is even worse.

The old moon clan sighed, waved his hand, turned and walked back, and said to the next person, "Close the door."

  The subordinates of the Mengfu Mansion nodded, who knew that before he could do anything, someone suddenly ran over from a distance, "Clan elder, patriarch..."

  The old moon clan frowned, turned his head and stared at the man fiercely, "What do you look like frizzy, when did the servants in my house have no rules like you?"

  The man trembled suddenly, and almost fell directly to the ground.

  Second Master Wu hurriedly stepped forward and asked him, "What the **** happened?"

  The man raised his head quickly, unable to conceal his joy, "The clan, the clan elder, the one who just guarded the city gate came to report, Qiongshan medical veteran, medical veteran has entered the city."

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