The sky eye doctor of the female president

Chapter 19 I can save him
"All right."

Lin Muxue waited so long that she was about to fall asleep, when Qin Lang's slightly relaxed voice came to her ears: "It's stable at the beginning, let's come here first today."

While speaking, he moved his hands and put the silver needles back into the needle pouch, and at the same time covered Lin Muxue with a quilt.

"So fast?"

Lin Muxue was taken aback when she heard the words.

As soon as she said it, Lin Muxue immediately realized that the words were ambiguous, and quickly changed the subject and asked, "Then how long will it take for me to fully recover?"

At the same time wrap the quilt tightly around the body.

Taking a peek at Qin Lang, he found that Qin Lang's eyes were clear, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Right now I'm not sure either..."

Qin Lang put away the needle pouch, frowned and said, "It's only stabilized now, and it will take a lot of time to cure it completely."

Now his spiritual power has formed a restraining circle in Lin Muxue's body, allowing him to slowly wear down the medicinal power of Yiling Powder.

As for the amount of time and the next step, it depends on whether the speed of decomposition is fast or slow.

"That……"

Lin Muxue opened her mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still need to get needles in the future?"

"Yes."

Qin Lang nodded and said, "I'll give you another injection in three days."

Judging from the spiritual power he injected into Lin Muxue's body just now, it can only last for three days at most, and he will continue to replenish the spiritual power after three days.

Otherwise, when the spiritual power is exhausted, the things he is doing now will be equivalent to useless work.

"Oh……"

Lin Muxue's small face crossed, and she suddenly became sullen.

In other words, after three days, she will have to take off all her clothes... no, let Qin Lang see her in her underwear!

Thinking of the scene just now, her face turned red again.

"Boss Lin, it's late at night, you should go to bed early."

Qin Lang walked to the bedside, picked up the bottle of Yilingsan, shook it and said, "I'll take this medicine away, if there is any news about that Taoist priest, you must tell me as soon as possible!"

"it is good."

Lin Muxue wrapped her body in the quilt, and responded muffledly.

"Then Mr. Lin should rest early, and I will go out first."

After Qin Lang finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

"Wait!"

As soon as Qin Lang walked to the door, he was suddenly stopped by Lin Muxue, and said in a muffled voice: "When you get home, don't call me Mr. Lin, just call me by my name..."

"That's fine too."

Qin Lang nodded thoughtfully: "I saved your life, and I'm also your savior. Let's call you Mu Xue, it sounds more like a family..."

"Then Mu Xue, good night!"

After Qin Lang finished speaking, he walked out of the door with a sliding step.

"No, you..."

Lin Muxue wanted to refute when she heard the words, but when she heard the sound of the door closing, she quickly stuck her head out of the quilt.

Only then did I realize that Qin Lang had already left...

"Twilight?"

Lin Muxue muttered to herself.

As if thinking of something, he spat secretly, and his face turned red again!
This Mu Xue called too affectionately.

Except for her elders, no man has ever called her Mu Xue.

Also, what sounds more like family, who wants to be family with you?
……

All night.

Early the next morning, before the alarm clock rang, Qin Lang opened his eyes on time.

"call……"

Qin Lang yawned and glanced at the time, it was exactly seven o'clock.

Years of biological clocks have given him the habit of waking up early. Of course, the difference is that...

There was no cry of hunger from the old man this morning.

After a simple wash.

Qin Lang turned around and walked into the kitchen. He specially left some vegetables last night, just right for cooking porridge.

"It's a pity that there is no flour..."

Qin Lang sighed: "Forget it, I'll go out and buy some buns later."

Anyway, it's still early, and I don't go to work until nine o'clock.

After cooking the porridge in the pot, Qin Lang glanced upstairs and found that Lin Muxue didn't have an air bed yet, so he didn't bother.

After leaving a note on the table, he turned and walked out of the house.

Jinghai lives near the sea, and the air in the morning is very clear.

There are many people coming and going, and there are many shops selling breakfast.

Qin Lang only walked for a while, and saw several breakfast shops, but he planned to buy them later and take them there.

Running in the morning is also a habit he has developed long ago.

There is a park two kilometers away from Lin Muxue's residence, and Qin Lang came here after running along the road for a while.

At this moment, there are already many old men in the park.

There are some people who run, and there are also many people who do Tai Chi.

……

"Grandpa, you are still sick, come back with me."

In a gazebo in the park, Yun Siruo looked at the old man in the wheelchair beggingly, and said, "When you recover from illness, I will accompany you wherever you want to go, okay?"

The old man is Yun Siruo's grandfather, the former chairman of Shengshi Group, old man Yun Tianao.

"Stop bluffing me!"

Yun Tianao turned around, turned his back to his granddaughter, and snorted coldly: "I know my own body better than anyone else. If I don't take advantage of this opportunity to come out, even if I want to, I won't be able to come out in the future!"

"Bah bah bah..."

Yun Siruo took a few mouthfuls, bent down, leaned towards the old man, and said, "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, with the advanced medical technology now, your illness will definitely be cured!"

"cut……"

Old Master Yun curled his lips and said, "If I were really prosperous, my illness would have been cured long ago. Don't talk, let me breathe fresh air!"

"This……"

Yun Siruo sighed when he heard this.

Although she said it could be cured, Grandpa was right.

If it could really be cured, Grandpa's illness would have been cured long ago...

"It's been a long time since I saw Jinghai's morning..."

Old Master Yun took a sharp breath of air, sighed, and was about to say a few more words when he suddenly coughed violently.

"Cough cough..."

While coughing, his face turned pale instantly.

"grandfather!"

Yun Siruo's expression changed.

Hastily covered the old man with the blanket on the wheelchair, and kept patting the old man's back with his hands.

But old master Yun's coughing continued.

In just this moment, his face had completely turned pale.

"Grandpa, hold on!"

Yun Siruo hurriedly prepared to push the wheelchair to the hospital, and said anxiously, "I'll take you back to the hospital right away..."

"A piece of advice, it's best not to push the old man back to the hospital right now."

At this moment, a faint male voice came from Yun Siruo's ear, saying: "Otherwise, the old man will die before he is pushed to the hospital."

"Then... then what should we do now?"

Yun Siruo turned around anxiously, upon hearing this, she panicked.

"I can save him!"

(End of this chapter)