The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Master, my subordinate is back. Pang Yi was full of joy, opened the door, drove the carriage in, opened the door of the carriage, and looked at Gu Changlin inside with a smile on his face, Mr. Gu, I will help you get off car.

Who wants your help? Do I look like the kind of old man who can't even walk?! Gu Changlin slapped Pang Yi's hand away with an undisguised disgust, and then jumped out of the carriage After coming down, it really doesn't look like an old man who is nearly seventy years old, let alone an old man who drank more than a catty and burned a knife.

Pang Yi couldn't help giving Gu Changlin a thumbs up: Mr. Gu, you are really strong!

Compared to other people's praise of my strong bones, I actually prefer to hear people praise me as a massive person. Gu Changlin gave Pang Yi a rude look, and while looking around this simple courtyard, he pinched his waist and asked Pang Yi, Your master lives in such a broken place? Where is he? Where is he?

Mr. Gu, this way please. Pang Yi hastily took down Gu Changlin's medicine box from the carriage, while guiding Gu Changlin courteously, Mr. Gu, please follow me into the room.

Gu Changlin followed Pang Yi into the room. As soon as he entered the room, Gu Changlin couldn't help frowning. When he walked through the outer hall and entered the bedroom, and saw Zhong Mingwei sitting on the kang, Gu Changlin's brows almost knit together.

Mr. Gu, this is the head of the family. Pang Yi put the medicine box on the table, introduced it to Gu Changlin, and then introduced it to Zhong Mingwei, Master, this is the most famous Gu Changlin in Yanshe, Mr. Gu gentlemen.

Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he bowed his hands to greet Gu Changlin: Old Gu...

Get rid of that old word for me. Gu Changlin cut off Zhong Mingwei's words suddenly, and then under Zhong Mingwei's astonished eyes, the boss sat down on the kang unceremoniously. He squinted his eyes and looked at Zhong Mingwei's face. From forehead to chin, and from chin to forehead, he didn't say a word for a long time, but his expression became more serious.

Zhong Mingwei couldn't figure out Gu Changlin's temper, and didn't know what he was doing, so he looked at Pang Yi who was behind Gu Changlin, and Pang Yi was too busy waving at Zhong Mingwei, signaling that it's okay, so he shouldn't be too surprised.

There's something wrong with you... After a long while, Gu Changlin slowly opened his mouth. This time his tone was not as free and easy as before, but very dignified. He stared at Zhong Mingwei's face for a while, staring straight at Zhong Mingwei. Feeling terrified, Gu Changlin spoke again, Give me your hand.

Yes. Zhong Mingwei hastily passed his hand over, while rolling up his sleeves, revealing his slightly pale wrists.

Gu Changlin put his fingers on Zhong Mingwei's pulse, and sounded carefully, without looking at it for a long time, he squinted his eyes and stared at Zhong Mingwei's face, while feeling his pulse, he counted a cup of tea like this After a while, he withdrew his hand.

Mr. Gu, is there something wrong with my pulse? Zhong Mingwei was very disturbed. He asked this Mr. Gu to come over to show him his leg injury, but as soon as he came in, he didn't look at his leg, but stared at himself After looking at his face for a long time, and taking his pulse for such a long time, he was naturally a little uneasy.

Forgive me, your pulse is a bit strange, Gu Changlin said while shaking his head slightly, I can't tell you why, but I should have seen this pulse before, let me think about it .”

Yes, thank you sir, Zhong Mingwei hurriedly expressed his thanks, stretched out his leg again, and said to Gu Changlin, Mr. Gu, come and see my leg again, this knee is always...

Gu Changlin waved to him, motioning him not to say much, Zhong Mingwei was too busy to keep quiet, then watched Gu Changlin put his hand on his knee, touched it lightly a few times, and took it out of the medicine box. He took the silver needle and pierced it in, then took out the silver needle, brought it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

Your leg has been injured for a long time, and it will take at least a year. Gu Changlin took the handkerchief and wiped the silver needle, and said to Zhong Mingwei, Have you been in a hurry to recover?

Yes, yes, Zhong Mingwei nodded impatiently, I was seriously injured since the beginning of last year, and I have never stood up since then, and I have been bedridden, so I am very anxious. I can walk a few steps slowly, but I have to be supported by others, but I got a new injury a few days ago, and then my knee has been so swollen, and it hasn't gone away.