Marrying a ghost doctor: running wild in the arms of a nine-thousand-year-old man

Jiang Shan finally saw his daughter, but it was her body lying on the ground. Jiang Baiyue died miserably, and Yu Zhizhi vented his anger on her.

Mrs. Jiang fainted immediately when she saw her daughter's body.

"Carry the person down and don't mention this again."

Jiang Shan hated Huo Jin so much that he killed his beloved legitimate daughter. The body was collected and carried back, but the young marquis never came to see her.

Even if it finally came to the point of discussing marriage, the young Marquis did not take another step forward because Jiang Baiyue's face was ruined.

Jiang Chiyu, who was standing next to Mu Qingming and eating melon seeds, smiled coldly.

"This is retribution."

Mu Qingming held the plate and was speechless: "It can only be said that there was some mistake. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have been able to meet Xiao Yu'er with such superb medical skills."

Mu Qingming's mind is now filled with Jiang Chiyu. He admires Jiang Chiyu's medical skills, so he clings to her like a follower.

I also want to know where the ancient book I came across by chance is.

Jiang Chiyu twitched the corner of her mouth and did not answer this sentence. Only she knew that the original owner had been frightened to death, and his soul had passed away to the west, and there was no way he could go back to the future.

If she hadn't traveled through time, Jiang Baiyue would have lived a good life. Bad people in this world always live longer!

She turned around slowly, her injuries still not fully healed.

"Hey, don't deliberately prescribe bitter medicine to me next time. This little thing can't trouble the miracle doctor, right?"

Mu Qingming smiled. The two of them were walking on the street. He did it on purpose. He was caught by Jiang Chiyu several times. How could he let it go when he finally got the opportunity?

"Give me all!"

The carriage ahead was speeding, giving no chance to passers-by. Jiang Chiyu was already injured, and now it was even more inevitable.

She watched the horse coming toward her face, and the driver suddenly tightened the reins. Mu Qingming wanted to drag her away, but he didn't want the cry of a child to be heard from the side.

The child who was trampled by the horse rolled on the ground, but the driver showed no mercy at all.

"If you don't get out of the way, don't blame us for being rude!"

Jiang Chiyu endured the pain on his body and ran over to pick up the child. When Mu Qingming saw this, he immediately helped him.

But suddenly a figure jumped out of the carriage, dressed in fancy clothes, and swung the whip fiercely at Jiang Chiyu and the others.

A whip was swung violently, and if it fell on the body, the skin would be torn apart!

"Who dares to stop my carriage?" The woman was flamboyant and enthusiastic, with an extraordinarily outgoing temperament. She waved her whip at Jiang Chiyu, "You can't even take care of your own child. How do you do it as a mother? "

Her whip was hooked towards Jiang Chiyu's neck. Unexpectedly, Jiang Chiyu was extra strong and took her whip with his bare hands.

"Are you rushing to reincarnate in such a hurry?" Jiang Chiyu sneered, "This is not my child, but you despise human life so much?"

"It's not your turn as a lowly person to take care of my affairs. Tsk, it's rare to meet someone who is against me."

Mu Qingming explained to Jiang Chiyu in a low voice: "This is Nangong Zhaoyang, Her Royal Highness the Princess. Let's leave quickly. She is too temperamental."

"She would have let us go if we hadn't given up." Jiang Chiyu lowered his voice. Furthermore, she didn't expect Nangong Zhaoyang to be so vicious.

The child huddled in Mu Qingming's arms was probably in too much pain, or probably frightened by Nangong Zhaoyang.

He burst into tears.

The whip was pulled out from Jiang Chiyu's hand and struck at the child. Jiang Chiyu turned over and blocked the head.

This time, it was not so easy for the eldest princess to pull out the whip. Jiang Chiyu suddenly used force and brought the whip in front of him.

The silver needle in his hand pierced the eldest princess's neck.

Nangong Zhaoyang was in pain and was about to yell, but found that his limbs were so stiff that he couldn't move at all: "You, what did you do to me?"