Miracle doctor cute baby: The black-bellied prince is not easy to mess with

Chapter 365

After listening to it, Qiyue muttered, "Could it be that this jade is divided into male and female?"

July sat up, "No, I want to see what it looks like? You successfully aroused my curiosity."

Feng Ditian said seriously: "Bie Chengneng, this jade is with me, and it will be with me in the future, don't worry."

Qiyue gave him a sideways look, "It's a piece of jade, what do you want me to worry about? Narcissism."

Qiyue would not admit that she was afraid that the lover Fengdi Tian said would be another woman.

Tsunderely lifted the quilt and got into the bed to sleep, and didn't look at it unless she was shown, and thought she was a rarity?

But I really want to see it...

The corner of Feng Ditian's mouth twitched, he hugged her and closed his eyes.

There was nothing to say all night, and at dawn the next day, Fengzi and Yaowang came to the medical hall to wait for July.

It was rare for July to have a good night's sleep comfortably, and she was in a particularly good mood. She invited the two elderly people in, and explained Feng Qianqian's condition while having breakfast together.

Qi Yue stared at Yao Wang, "You have always been responsible for Uncle Feng's illness?"

This questioning tone made Yao Wang frowned, but when he thought of Feng Cheng lowering his posture and begging him to be gentle with Qiyue, saying that this child is not easy, he also has real skills, so let him observe slowly understood.

Thinking of this, the Medicine King replied tepidly: "Yes."

"Tell me about your first diagnosis and medication after the incident?"

Yao Wang endured it no matter how hard he gritted his teeth and told the whole story about the past few years.

After listening to him, July nodded, "There is no problem at all, you are indeed skilled in medicine."

The medicine king is about to leave. After tasting the soup in July last night, he thought she had discovered something he didn't know, and went back to study it all night but didn't come to a conclusion, so he came to the medical hall again today. I thought that July would express an opinion different from my own, but I didn't expect that after asking, there was no conclusion, and she even praised herself.

Is he someone to be admired?

Sitting next to Yao Wang, Feng Zi clearly felt that Yao Wang was already angry, but he didn't know medical theory, so he couldn't intervene.

Qi Qiu also understood it almost, and just when Yao Wang could no longer bear it, he spoke out:
"Don't worry, Medicine King, have you thought about what's wrong with the soup last night?"

Before Medicine King could reply to Qi Yue, he continued: "Your diagnosis is correct, and the treatment method is also fine. As for the piece of blood in Uncle Feng's pimple, according to your method, it only takes two months to eliminate it and heal it. Why hasn't it improved after 20 years, don't you have any doubts?"

A series of questions made Yao Wang's face blush, "Who said that the old man never doubted, the old man once ate and lived with Xiangqian for a year and didn't find anything wrong there, no matter who delivered the food, it passed through the old man first." I gave it to him after tasting it with my mouth, but the thing in his brain just can’t be wiped out. The old man also thought about cutting the skull, but after so many years of experimentation, he didn’t dare to do it.”

When it came to the end, Yao Wang suddenly felt that he was not that powerful anymore, and more than half of his arrogance was extinguished.

Qiyue knew it, and said bluntly: "I've been with you for a year? I haven't found the problem yet. It's really a dead brain in the medical field."

The medicine king was really angry.

But he was so angry that he had no momentum, because what Qi Yue said was the truth, although Feng Xiangqian's disease was serious, it was not an incurable disease, and this was what he couldn't understand.

Seeing that Yao Wang's face twitched violently in July, he kindly reminded: "During this year, do you have a record of the materials used for the food delivered to the uncle?"

Yao Wang took out an old yellow leather book and threw it to Qiyue. He didn't believe that she could see the problem.

Looking through the records in July, Yao Wang simply sat down without getting angry, just as if he was chatting with the junior.

(End of this chapter)