MTL - Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!-Chapter 1523 Fanwai 51 - trouble

"I just kept out loud, and the ink girl called me at any time." Fu Xiaxia said, then turned and left, just two steps, Mo Qingfeng called her: "The herbal water you prepared is ready Ok?"

Fu Xiaoxia turned and said, "All are ready. According to your instructions, those herbs are put into the cauldron and slowly smashed."

"To be a small fire, stop the fire when you arrive, and pour the water out of the tub." Mo Qingfeng pulled out a white porcelain vase from his waist: "Pour the water from the pot into the tub for half an hour. Pour in and mix well."

"Yes." Fu Xiaxia came over and took the medicine bottle, staring deeply at the ink wind, and said by loyalty: "Ink girl, you rest in peace, and Xia Xia will do what you commanded!"

"Yeah!" Mo Qingfeng lightly responded. For Fu Xiaxia's work, she is more reassured than to give things to the Lark.

She leaned against the bed, closed her eyes, and endured the burning of the meridians, waiting for the pain to disappear.

Fu Xiaoxia looked at her with a distressed moment, then quietly retired, no longer disturbing her rest.

On the following day, Qianzhitang was just opened, and the lobby was full of people. In order to be able to see the doctors for free, many people came and waited.

Yesterday, after being examined by Mo Qingfeng, the symptoms of each person were obviously improved. The good reputation of Mo Qingfeng’s doctors was as good as the wind.

The number of people who came to see the doctor was more than yesterday, and there were many practitioners who came to the Dan Medicine Trading Center, and a large number of purchases helped to improve the cultivation of the drug.

Qianzhitang people come and go, the business is very prosperous, not only the people of Chu Qianguo, but also some comprehensions in neighboring countries come to buy medicinal herbs.

The reputation of the ink wind is like a gust of wind, the farther and farther away, overnight, the entire Rosen mainland, almost no one does not know the three words of the ink wind.

Therefore, the number of people who came to Qianzhitang today is twice as many as yesterday. The entrance of Qianzhitang is full of visitors.

Mo Qingfeng still sees the first 30 patients. If he hasn’t paid for the visit, he will wait outside. Some of the waiting people are still seeing the disease yesterday. After taking the medicine, the spirit is very refreshing. Sitting in the big quarts of Kwajiqing, the wind is so bright, the front yard is as lively as the vegetable market.

At this time, the Lark rushed over and looked a little flustered and went straight into the clinic of Mo Qingfeng.

In the clinic, except for one patient, only Mo Qingfeng and Fu Xiaxia were there.

"Ink girl..." The lark looked anxious, seeing the sick person, and talking and stopping, and everything looked like it knew something went wrong.

Mo Qing winds up and looks at the lark indifferently: "What's the matter, let's talk."

"There are a lot of people in the front hall. They are clamoring to see you. They also carry ten bodies. They are all people who take the spirit."

When Mo Qingfeng heard it, the big shock in his heart was like a head-to-head. Then Huanhua became cold and looked at the Lark in coldness: "Is it sure to take the person who is using the spirit?"

Sitting on the side of Fu Xiaxia was also shocked, even the patient's face began to panic, the ten people taking the medicinal herbs have eaten?

The Larks nodded and nodded, and the heart was extremely upset. The front hall had been noisy. If it weren't for Nalan Yuyu and the other killers in the Qing House, they might have dismantled Qianzhitang.

"Let them make trouble first." Mo Qing said coldly, Mei Yan flashed a haze, she took the spirit of Dan, nothing, how did it take their death to die?

It’s just a matter of making troubles. If you want to make trouble, let them have a good time.

After the Lark bird retired, Mo Qingfeng continued to prescribe the drug to the patient.

"Ink girl, this medicine is no problem?" The patient took the prescription and looked at Mo Qingfeng with anxiety. He was calm. If someone else had already escaped, how can he dare to ask her to open the prescription?

The ink of the Qing dynasty was cold, and it burst into a shocking sorrow. He looked at the patient coldly. "You can take the prescription and go to another medical center to see if you can eat the dead."

The patient heard it, no longer made a noise, and silently retired.

"Ink girl, do you still want to continue to see them?" Fu Xiaxia looked at the ink wind intricately. Today, her face is paler than yesterday, and her face is awkward, but it does not affect her beauty.

Mo Qingfeng took a deep look at Fu Xiaxia: "Why not continue?"

Fu Xiaxia got up and went to the door and said loudly to the front yard: "Next!"

"I actually refine the remedy for eating dead people? God, it’s horrible!"

"I don't see it. Who knows that the medicine that is caught will go back to frying and it will not die. Let's go to the front hall to see what is going on."

"Really, seeing a doctor and looking good, who wants to see death?"

"Can Qinglou is a killer organization group. Opening a medical center is to kill people by drugs. What are we waiting for? Go quickly!"

When the patients who had just finished the disease came out, they told the amazing news to them. After they heard the news, they were all shocked and talked about it. When Fu Xiaxia called the next one, they all left like an escape. The hospital, just like the front yard of the vegetable market, was suddenly empty.

Watching them escape the back faster than the rabbit, Fu Xiaxia shook his head helplessly, thinking that this ink girl would be tired.

"Ink girl, they are gone." Back to the consultation room, Fu Xiaoxia looked at the ink wind quietly.

Mo Qingfeng stretched out and laughed, and said with ease: "They are well, I don't need to be so tired."

Fu Xiaxia didn't think so. After the horror of these people, the death of the medicinal drug was soon spread on the Rosen mainland, and her reputation was destroyed.

Leaving the clinic, Mo Qingfeng did not immediately go to the front hall of Qianzhitang, but returned to Qingxin Pavilion.

"Xiao Xia, prepare me a bowl of white rice porridge and some cakes."

"Yes, Xia Xia is going to prepare."

After Fu Xiagang left, the Lark bird rushed over again. "Ink girl, the EU has rushed to the front hall, and Chu Muchen has come. They said they want to see you."

Mo Qingfeng frowned: "Chu Muchen is here?"

What is he doing? Want to see her joke?

"The family of the deceased is coming?"

"Come on, it is still very troublesome, no one can see you." Lark Bird Road.

Mo Qingfeng glanced at the Lark, "You are going to bring the EU into it."

"Chu Muchen?"

"He can wait for him to wait, can't wait to let him roll." Chu Muchen wants to see her, she does not want to see him.

The EU Teng is still sitting on the bamboo chair yesterday, and was brought in by Adong Anan.

Mo Qingfeng was eating white rice porridge and pastries. When the EU rushed, she just glanced at them faintly and told Fu Xia to give the European Union a pot of honeysuckle tea.

Adong Anan looked at her silently, thinking in her heart, she was able to eat cakes here in the front hall.

Her waves are not shocking, making the EU anxious.

Today, his body is swollen more than yesterday. The long and slender body is now like a ball. The face of Zhang Junxiu is not like a human being. The two beautiful lips are like two cooked sausages. Mo Qingfeng looked at him deeply, and the beauty appeared a smile.

The EU has been watching her since coming in. Her smiles are in his eyes, not because she has a beautiful face, but because she has the magic of attracting eyes, like him. The young master, his eyes fell on her, like a magic, unable to move away.

Her cold smile gradually emerged, and the EU is also in sight.

Beautiful and charming, it’s a beautiful country.

"Ink girl, I am sick and ill, do you still laugh?" The EU screamed and laughed. When he was sick and painless, why didn't he see her laughing at him?

Isn't she so gloating?

It may be that the EU is so swollen and cute. When you see him, Mo Qingfeng can't help but want to laugh.

"It's your illness, it's not that I am sick, why can't I laugh?" Mo Qingfeng looked at him with a smile, he swollen his eyes and smashed into a thin line, then the eye bags hang down, and the ink was quiet. On both sides, Mo Qingfeng thought of a pet dog.

That's right, the current EU is as cute as a pet dog.

"You let me in, is it to cure me? Can I still save?" The EU looked at her, and there was a hope in her heart.

Mo Qingfeng tastes the fragrant tea of ​​Lingquan, and the tea is brought back from Suichuan State by Nalan Yuyu. The fragrance is rich and the lips and teeth are fragrant.

"You came in from the front hall, you should see the ten bodies, you dare to look for me to see a doctor?" Mo Qingfeng smiled and smiled at the EU Tengpo asked a few deep questions, the patients who were free to see the doctors fled The patient who is charged also dares to come to the door?

The EU has made a sigh of relief. When I saw that Qian Zhitang was lying in a row of corpses, he thought about leaving. Can you think of any doctor in Chu Qianguo who has not found it? In the end, it’s not disappointing?

Nowadays, it’s all dead horses. If you can, you can’t go back to the government and die. His illness is the price of romanticism.

"In any case, I am already ill. If you want me to die, you can not go to see a doctor. You let me in. I believe that you have a way to treat me. As for the bodies, I always feel that there is something wrong with it." Is there a high-profile killing of someone who opens a medical center? Isn't this a move to smash your own feet?

What kind of savvy woman is Mo Qingfeng? If she wants to kill, what kind of means is needed?

Besides, the use of Ghost Dan is a group of low-level practitioners, and a few are ordinary people. They have not had a holiday with her before, and it is not a threat to her to live. The EU is sure that those people are not taking the spirit. And death, someone wants to blame her.

Mo Qingfeng smiled lightly and looked at Fu Xiaxia. He said, "Give him the honeysuckle tea and drink it in the whole pot."

"Yes, ink girl." Fu Xiaxia brought the soaked honeysuckle tea over, the teapot was handed over to Adong, and the tea cup was handed over to Anan. "Have you heard the words of the ink girl? Give this pot of tea to your young master." I have to finish it."

Adong took the teapot and looked at Fu Xiaxia with a veil. "Can honeysuckle tea cure the illness of my young master?"

Fu Xiaoxia looked at her eyes and asked with disappointment: "Are you doubting the medical skills of my lady?"