Obviously it is almost the same. When he said that the injured person before, he had a happy face. Now she said, it has become a curse?

He is too double-labeled!

Duanmu Yawang felt amused and shrugged: "The words are not good, but there is a lesson from the past not long ago. I think it is better for Mr. Zhulong to be sad."

Zhulong sneered coldly, "Miss Duanmu, you are actually a loser like my elder brother, you are insulting my elder brother, I..."

"Young Master Zhulong, what you said is a bit wrong, right."

Duanmu Yawang interrupted his conversation and blinked and said with a puzzled face: "Have you forgotten that Mr. Qing Ming is also a loser? You are insulting Mr. Qing Ming by saying that?"

Zhulong lost his sanity for a while and forgot this layer.

His face suddenly turned green and white, which was exceptionally wonderful.

"Fourth brother, don't want to pester her!"

There was a rapid and angry voice behind him, and there was a trace of worry in the voice: "Big brother is hurt more than we thought. We have to send him back for treatment."

Upon hearing the sound, Duanmu Yawang and Zhulong both turned to look.

Seeing Zhulong's two senior brothers coming down from the stage carrying Qing Ming half-bearing.

"Why is the eldest brother still bleeding?"

Zhulong glanced at Qing Ming, and sprinted forward with anxiety, pinching Qing Ming's wrist, looking at the ewe, he wanted to give him pulse.

Duanmu Ya looked up and raised her eyebrows. Does this Zhulong really seem to have some medical skills?

Two senior brothers from Zhulong Dao said anxiously: "We don't know, we also gave eldest brother acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, but it is useless. The blood will continue to flow down. If this continues, eldest brother is afraid..."

"Second brother, stop talking nonsense, eldest brother will be fine!"

Zhulong severely interrupted the second brother’s words, what else to say, but on the other side there was an envoy who led the doctor hurriedly over, and asked with concern: "The patient seems to be seriously injured. Sick, why don't you put someone down and lie down and I will heal someone?"

"Need not!"

Zhulong didn't know what the pulse number was, and his face was as black as ink. He stared at Duanmu Yawang, and Duanmu Yawang had a feeling. If it weren't in full view, Zhulong would immediately slaughter her.

Although, she is not someone he can kill if he wants to.

"what?"

This is the first time that a doctor has been rejected like this. It is somewhat correct and more worried: "The patient's situation is really not optimistic. The son, the life is too big, you can't make a joke about the life."

Zhulong snorted, not knowing what he thought of, his eyes fell on the healer, and he ridiculed his eyes: "My eldest brother was injured so badly. With your medical skills, are you sure you can heal him?"

It's Third Street now, and every one of them is not a general generation, and the doctors definitely dare not do it against others.

The words of Zhulong Dao made him feel at a loss and embarrassment. He didn't know how to move his hands and feet. He trembled and said with a trembling lips: "You can't say that. See this gentleman's illness?"

"Fourth brother, don't talk nonsense with him!"

The two seniors who were half-carrying the person said anxiously: "Should we quickly send the person back to our doctor for treatment?"

The doctor on one side was very concerned and asked hurriedly: "I don’t know how many gentlemen live far away? If it’s far, bumps back and forth will be very detrimental to the patient. If it’s very close, you can speed up some actions. You have ready-made items at home. It's okay for the doctor."

Zhulong didn't even look at him at all. He took out a small bottle from his waist, poured two small red pills from it, pinched Qing Ming's big mouth, and fed it in.

He was feeding the medicine, and Duanmu Yawang stood on one side and looked at it. He noticed the color of the medicine, and there was a very faint feeling that drifted into the tip of his nose.

She moved her nose and spoke to Yin Huiyin's heart language: "This medicine smells really weird, but the smell of medicine seems a bit familiar."

"How weird? Isn't it poisonous?" Yin Huiyin asked baba when he heard it.

Duanmu Yawang was very angry: "Just smell it like this, plus the fragrance of the medicine is not strong, it is impossible to guess all the materials used, and it is impossible to guess the essentiality of the medicine."

"Oh."

Yin Huiyin curled his lips, "Then what are you telling me?"

"No, I just think it's weird. There are very few medicines that I feel familiar with the medicine, but I can't remember the name of the medicine for so long." Duanmu Yawang said, pinching her eyebrows with a headache.

"Then don't think about it, no matter what medicine, people have already taken it, and other people are responsible for their own destiny. What do you care about others doing?"

Before Duanmu Yawang had time to speak, the healer finally saw her and came forward with surprise, "Miss Duanmu, so you are here too."

This healer happened to be the healer who healed patients with bleeding from seven holes.

Duanmu Yawang squeezed out a smile and nodded.

She meant that the healer was about to leave. Who knows, he seemed to be very free, and said to Duan Muya: "After you give the patient the medicine, the patient's family brings spiritual water. After drinking a little, the patient's state is immediately It’s not the same, and immediately stopped bleeding, Miss Duanmu, your medical skills are really amazing!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhulong and the others narrowed their eyes and looked at her one after another.

Duanmu Yawang was speechless to help her forehead.

God, isn't this matter kept secret?

The healer said it in public, then what is the point of her quietly healing people before?

......It's really big mouth, I don't understand people with good intentions!

The healer didn’t feel that he had done anything wrong. Instead, he remembered something. He took a pat of his thigh, and turned his head in surprise to look at Zhulong. I understand, but I believe everyone has heard of Miss Duanmu's medical skills. I also watched her rescue a patient with bleeding from seven holes. If you can trust Miss Duanmu, you can ask her to help!"

The words of the doctor can be said to be very enthusiastic, it is completely the heart of the doctor's parents.

However, when these words came out, the emotions of Duanmu Yawang and Zhulong were suddenly tense.

Duanmu Yawang was helpless.

The people in Zhulong were completely pale!

Zhulong remembered that Duanmu Yawang was bleeding from a mouthful of seven holes, and he said it several times. He thought that she always mentioned it as weird, but now he knows that she secretly saved the patient!

Now that I can save people back, I know that the patient’s bleeding from the seven holes is not because of the patient, but because they are all writing!

And she hates them so much, then it is entirely possible for her to treat her in her own way...

They thought about it, and suddenly they heard Qing Ming snorting when he was half-carried. They looked at it quickly, but they saw that Qing Ming's seven holes kept blood coming out...7