Because of this meal, Duanmu Yawang felt that this genius doctor of Green Aralia must be an old-fashioned, odd-tempered seventy or eighty-year-old man.

However, after finishing the meal, I came to the room with Gongyu Dechun to read and chat. When the lord Mo asked Duanmu Yawang to see Hall Master Huang’s illness, they went to Hall Master Huang’s room and saw the genius doctor Qing Wei. , She blinked.

"Master Gongyu?"

A very beautiful, slender and charming woman, who saw them coming in when she laughed, stood up by the bed, turned her head to look at them, and said these four words when she met her eyes. .

"Exactly."

Duanmu Yawang blinked, "Are you?"

"Green Aralia."

"The genius doctor of green argentina?" A touch of surprise flashed through Duanmu Yawang's eyes. How could such a beautiful and beautiful woman develop such a terrible soup?

It's incredible!

"Exactly."

Qing Wei nodded with a smile, and looked at Duan Mu Ya and said, "Master Gongyu is younger than I thought. This year is twelve or thirteen years old, right?"

"Ahem, no."

Duanmu Ya looked at the tip of her nose and said awkwardly, "I am fifteen or sixteen this year."

"Fifteen or six?"

Qing Wei's delicate eyelids quivered, and he glanced at Duanmu Yawang's body slightly unexpectedly, and then smiled, "Master Gongyu is shorter than children of the same age."

"Yes." Among the girls, Duanmu Yawang's height is medium, but if the girl is slender and fair and dressed as a boy, his height is a little unsightly.

What's more, because this is the world of cultivation, boys in fifteen and sixteen have a certain height and tall stature, and she is a girl who is much thinner and thinner than a boy, really not like that. It is a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Look at the length of your hands and feet."

The genius doctor of green argens faintly circled Duanmu Yawang, "The bones are small, and the skeleton is also small. It is estimated that it will be more difficult to grow taller."

Duanmuya looked at her eyes, and the average girl said that her age is indeed not that tall. This genius doctor said this when looking at her proportions. Obviously he is capable.

After looking at it, Qing Wei sighed, "It's a pity that he looks so good, but he suffers from height. If he can grow taller, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he looks like Panan."

Duanmu Yawang smiled and was about to raise her head to speak. Madam Lan saw that Duanmu Yawang lowered her head and looked frustrated. She hurriedly said, "The genius doctor Qingyao is very poor. There are short and short ones. Deyin looks like this. That’s great, you don’t have to grow taller."

"Right."

Seeing Madam Lan, Qing Wei was obviously a little unhappy, and knew that he had spoken too directly, so he stopped continuing this topic, and nodded hello to the Lan couple and the leader of Mo.

After that, he continued to look at Duanmu Ya: "Master Gongyu is here to see the symptoms of Hall Master Huang?"

"Um."

The genius doctor Qing Wei nodded and stretched out his hand: "Then please."

"good."

Duanmu Ya glanced at the side of the bed and walked over to the side of the bed. He saw Huang Qian lying on the bed with a weak aura and a pale face.

Looking at Huang Qian like this, Duanmu Yawang didn't have the slightest guilt, just glanced calmly, and was about to reach out and lift the quilt on Huang Qian, when footsteps came from behind.

Looking through the sound, it was Zuo Zun and a young man whom Duanmu Yawang had met.

As for what the young man was called, she had forgotten.

The two came in, first greeted the four people in the room except Duanmu Yawang, and then turned their eyes to Duanmu Yawang. Zuo Zun said coldly, "Master Gongyu, what's the situation with Hall Master Huang?"

"I haven't had time to see it yet."

When Duanmu Yawang spoke, he lifted the blanket on Huang Qian's body and signaled his pulse.

Zuo Zun saw that her face was cold, and he ignored one of his elders. He only felt that she was very arrogant, and his heart was a little blocked, but he thought that the Lans were present and he did not let it go.

On the contrary, it was another young man who quietly approached the inclination and said in a low voice, "Sister, how do you feel?"

sister?

Duanmu Yawang, who gave Huang Qian's pulse, used both of his heart and soul, and suddenly remembered, this person seemed to be...Qing Fang?

Unexpectedly, following the genius argentea genus is a sibling, and the genius genus argentea who lived a few years longer is not comparable to her younger brother in all aspects.

Of course, Duanmu Yawang didn’t entangle too much. He gave Huang Qian a pulse, checked his arm, then checked his heart and other pulse conditions, and finally wrinkled his brows: “This medicine for wound healing in the arm. , Who drove it?"

"I."

When the genius doctor said that he took a step forward, his voice was neither salty nor weak, and he couldn't hear what was going on: "Master Gongyu, what's the matter?"

Duanmu Yawang lifted her eyes to meet her extremely beautiful eyes: "You added flying grass and wheat card incense in it?"

The corner of Qing Wei's lips hooked: "Yes."

"Does the genius doctor know that Lifei Cao and Maijiaxiang do have a good hemostatic effect, but they are also stimulating and will accelerate the heartbeat and pulse expansion. Then, this medicine can at most Stay on the surface of the patient’s skin for two quarters of an hour. If this period of time is exceeded, the medicine will become poison?"

Before Qing Wei had spoken, the expressions of the people present changed, and Qing Fang's expression was even more ugly: "Hey, what do you mean? When will Lifeicao and Maijiaxiang become poisonous? You..."

"Qing Fang."

Qing Wei calmly interrupted Qing Fang, looked up at Duanmu Ya, and said, "Yes, I know."

"Then why do you still use it? The two medicines become poisonous, and they will penetrate into the body, speed up the heartbeat, and expand the pulse. Then even if the patient wakes up, all aspects of the heart may suffer from obstacles?"

"I know too."

Qing Wei said with an unusually calm face, and then raised his eyes to look at Duanmu Ya: "However, Lord Gongyu, I want to know that Hall Master Huang's blood vessel has been chopped in this way. Apart from this method of hemostasis and life-saving, could it be better? Way?"

Before Duanmu Yawang could answer, Qing Fang sneered, "It sounds like he cares about Hall Master Huang, and I don't want to think that Hall Master Huang will become like this, and who caused it."

"He did it himself."

Duanmu Yawang answered without hesitation.

"You, you have to be shameless, obviously..."

Duanmuya looked back at him expectantly: "I asked him to point at me with a sword?"

When she said, she stared at him closely, her blue eyes were extremely clear, and her eyes were full of spiritual energy. When she looked at it so coldly, somehow Qing Fang's heart shrank and couldn't say a word.

Seeing him like this, Duan Muya twisted her head coldly, stopped talking with him, turned to look at the genius doctor Qing Wei, and said: "Sorry, I do."