Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Lin Zhuwei patiently played with him, dodging left and right, as light and graceful as a dragonfly skimming the water.

Although the beauty was like a painting, Yin Xunheng had no intention of appreciating her. He was afraid that Yin Shihang, who was short-sighted, would hurt his distinguished guest.

Yin Shihang has studied martial arts specially. Although he is not proficient in all kinds of martial arts, he is still quite good.

"Yin Shihang! You lunatic! Stop it now!" Yin Xunheng was so anxious that he was running around, yelling and shouting.

When Yin Shihang pounced on him again, Lin Zhuwei picked up a stone from the flowerpot and secretly shot it at his knee.

Yin Shihang fell to his knees with a thud, feeling angry and annoyed with shame. When he looked up, he saw Lin Zhuwei hugging her chest and looking at him sarcastically.

He no longer cared about saving face, he stood up, turned around and yelled at the distance: "Why don't you come over and help?!"

The two men dressed as coaches looked at each other with awkward expressions.

The other party was a girl. Although she seemed to have some skills, it seemed that her skills were limited to her good light skills and she could dodge and evade.

If a real fight breaks out, she will be knocked down in two or three hits, right?

"Young master, she is just a weak woman. It may be inconvenient for us to take action against her, right?" the man holding the sword raised his voice.

Yin Shihang shouted angrily: "If you don't take action, get out of here now!"

Now, they no longer hesitated. After all, the salary offered by the Yin family was quite high.

The man holding the sword jumped into the air first, and the sword stabbed straight at Lin Zhuwei.

She just snorted coldly, without any avoidance, and casually broke off a branch from the flowerpot and held it in her hand.

The man was stunned for a moment, afraid of hurting her, so he couldn't help but reduce his strength.

When the sword reached him, Lin Zhuwei kept his feet on the ground, slightly turned his body to avoid the attack of the sharp sword, and chopped the sword with the branch in his hand.

The man suddenly felt a shock in his hand and a slight numbness in his palm. He quickly tightened his grip on the sword to prevent it from slipping out of his hand.

He was shocked!

This girl knows martial arts! And her internal strength is deep, her kung fu may be several times better than his!

He no longer dared to take his guard down, and instantly used all his strength, concentrating it on the tip of the sword, turning it into a fierce move and stabbing towards Lin Zhuwei.

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were cold. He just turned his body slightly, waved the branch in his hand, and with a force that was as strong as a finger, he once again dispelled his sword energy.

The other coach, who was holding two large copper hammers, was shocked.

He saw that the man with the sword had used up all his strength but couldn't hurt her at all!

What a master this is!

If they couldn't get the upper hand over a girl of fifteen or sixteen today, and word got out, the reputations of the two brothers would be ruined!

He no longer dared to be careless, and rushed forward with the bronze hammer, trying to attack her from behind.

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were stern, but she didn't look back. She only heard the copper hammer rushing towards her with murderous intent. Just when it was about to touch her, she bent back and avoided his attack.

At the same time, the branch in his hand hit his lower body.

The man quickly jumped up and narrowly avoided her move.

Yin Shihang was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the two coaches were not her match.

At that moment, he no longer cared about his face or the idea of ​​winning unfairly. He picked up a big knife and joined the battle.

So the situation became that three men stood in a circle, surrounding a petite and weak woman in the center.

Lin Zhuwei sneered, his eyes full of coldness.

It would be better to do it at the same time so that she doesn't have to deal with them one by one.

The man holding the copper hammer and the man holding the sword attacked at the same time, one from the front and one from the back.

Lin Zhuwei jumped up on her toes, and with great agility, she jumped to the side of the sword-wielding man in an instant, and pointed her two fingers at his waist.

"Ah!" The man screamed in pain and broke out in a cold sweat.

He actually knelt down, the sword fell out of his hand, and he covered his waist and cried out in pain.

After pressing his acupoints, she leaped forward and rushed straight towards the man holding the copper hammer.

The man's face changed drastically, and he attacked with the hammer.

Lin Zhuwei kept spinning her body, dodging his attacks. When the copper hammer was about to hit her, she dodged to the side, and the branch yanked at his wrist again.

"Ah!" Another scream rang out.

The copper hammer fell to the ground with a loud noise.

Acupressure can cure diseases, but it can also take your life.

She only pressed their painful points. It wouldn't take their lives, but it was enough to make them suffer.

The two coaches were defeated. Yin Shihang's face turned pale. He looked at Lin Zhuwei's sharp eyes and trembled in his heart.

This situation was completely beyond his expectations. He didn't expect her to be so terrifying.

Yin Shihang gritted his teeth and didn't want to give in, so he rushed forward with a knife.

Lin Zhuwei sighed slightly. Since he was so unrepentant, there was no need to show mercy.

She easily dodged his attack and grabbed his arm. With a "click" sound -

"Ah! My hand!" Yin Shihang dropped the knife and hugged his arm, crying out in pain.

Yin Xunheng was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that his younger brother didn't get any advantage but was taught a lesson instead.

He looked at Lin Zhuwei with a complicated expression. He was moved by her calmness, but couldn't help feeling a little sad.

She is so good! He can't even reach one tenth of her...

"Get out!" Yin Xunheng shouted coldly.

The two coaches picked up their things and crawled away.

"Are you... okay?" Yin Xunheng's tone was a little difficult, and he felt that the distance between him and her was getting farther and farther.

Lin Zhuwei snorted, shook his head, and said bluntly: "His hand is broken."

Yin Xunheng glanced at Yin Shihang who was crying with an embarrassed look.

"Next time, it won't be as simple as a broken bone." Lin Zhuwei said in a cold tone, not hiding the warning in his eyes.

Yin Xunheng nodded quickly and signaled Butler Sun to send Yin Shihang to the Fourth Clinic to be examined by Doctor Guo.

When Doctor Guo learned that his son had his arm broken by his own master because he provoked him, he secretly put in more effort when treating him.

This caused Yin Shihang to feel so much pain that he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. He howled loudly, and the entire clinic was filled with his cries.

The face is completely lost.

Yin Xunheng quickly took Lin Zhuwei to Mr. Yin's room.

As soon as I stepped into the room, I saw Mr. Yin half leaning on the bed, his face was ruddy, and his crooked mouth and trembling hands had improved a lot.

"Grandfather, Doctor Lin is here." Yin Xunheng stepped forward and whispered respectfully.

Old Master Yin's eyes sparkled, and he stretched his neck to look outside, but he didn't see anyone for a long time. He couldn't help but complain, "Are you kidding me? Where is the person?"

Yin Xunheng laughed and pointed at Lin Zhuwei beside him: "Isn't this Doctor Lin?"

Old Master Yin was so surprised that he noticed the little girl next to him carrying a large bamboo basket.

He simply couldn't believe that the cold-faced, thin and weak girl in front of him was actually the miracle doctor who saved his life!

He said hesitantly, "Doctor Lin?"

"Yes, Mr. Yin." Lin Zhuwei was amused by his changing expressions and couldn't help but pull the corners of his lips.

"Master Yin, let me feel your pulse first."

Lin Zhuwei sat on the stool on the bed and placed two fingers on his pulse.

Old Master Yin raised his eyes and looked at Yin Xunheng, asking him with a puzzled look.

He could never believe that the girl in front of him was actually a doctor with more advanced medical skills than Dr. Guo.

Yin Xunheng gave him a firm look in return.

Only then did Mr. Yin put away his surprised expression and looked at Lin Zhuwei with admiration.

"You're recovering well. Your pulse is clear and strong, but you need to pay extra attention to your legs."

As he spoke, Lin Zhuwei lifted the quilt from his legs.

This time, Mr. Yin was completely impressed.

Just by taking his pulse, he was able to accurately determine that there were problems with his legs. How many people have such medical skills?

"You hang your legs over the side of the bed."

With the support of his personal attendant, Mr. Yin did as he was told.

Lin Zhuwei bent his index finger and tapped his knee joint to determine whether his knee jerk reflex was normal.

Then she pinched his leg muscles and said, "It's okay. Lie down."

She looked at Old Man Yin deeply, then bent down and rummaged through the bamboo basket again and again, then took out a handful of herbs and handed them to Yin Xunheng.

He took it with both hands and said quickly, "How many meals a day do you want? I'll arrange for someone to cook it right away."

Lin Zhuwei glanced at him and said calmly, "This is for external application. Crush it and apply it to your legs with hot compress. It will help improve muscle spasms."

Yin Xunheng tightened his grip on the herbs and smiled awkwardly.