Chapter 3173
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"Master Yang, Miss Feng Wu's strength, what exactly …" Wang Zhaole looked at his boss curiously.
Senior Colonel Yang didn't know either. He said, "Go away. Why isn't Doctor Dongfang here yet? Go ask him. "
At this moment, Yang Hong walked over with a small old man following him.
Seeing that it wasn't Doctor Dongfang, Senior Colonel Yang frowned and stared at Yang Hong.
Yang Hong smiled wryly. "I did. I begged her nicely, but Miss Dongfang said that she was still sick and couldn't treat anyone else. Also, she said …"
Senior Colonel Yang asked, "What else did she say?"
Yang Hong said, "She even mocked our little Feng Wu."
Senior Colonel Yang stared at Yang Hong.
Yang Hong smiled wryly. "Miss Dongfang said that Feng Wu is half a step away from being a Divine Level medicine master. Tell her to treat herself. "
Senior Colonel Yang frowned. "She won't come even if I double the fee?"
Yang Hong said, "She said that she wouldn't come unless she returned the Spiritual Spirit Crystal Mine No. 3."
Yang Hong smiled wryly. "I asked around and found out that Miss Dongfang was injured by our little Feng Wu as well."
Senior Colonel Yang didn't know what to say.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something … but in the end, not a single word came out.
What else could he say?
He didn't know what to do.
"Master Fu is only one step away from becoming a Supreme Level medicine master. Should I ask him to examine Feng Wu?" Yang Hong asked.
What else could Senior Colonel Yang do?
He could only step back and make way for Master Fu.
Watching Master Fu check Feng Wu's pulse made Senior Colonel Yang's heart ache.
Why was there a Supreme Level medicine master next door? The best doctor on their side was only half a step away from becoming a Supreme Level medicine master. He was forcefully suppressed by the other party.
Every time someone from Imperial College was seriously injured, they would go next door to ask Miss Dongfang for help.
This Doctor Dongfang … To a tough guy like Yang Zhihu, she was too pretentious. She was the kind of person who would grow arrogant after being flattered by so many people.
But what could he do with only one Supreme Level medicine master? He could only pinch his nose and beg others, and he even had to pay a huge fee. It was really distressing.
When would Master Fu become a Supreme Level medicine master? Yang Zhihu couldn't wait.
By then, Master Fu had finished reading it for Feng Wu.
"What do you think? What's wrong with this girl? "
Yang Zhihu saw the Talisman Master stand up and hurriedly went forward to ask.
The Talisman Master looked at Yang Zhihu with a complicated expression.
Yang Zhihu was startled and grabbed the Talisman Master, saying anxiously, "This girl! Could it be a terminal illness?! Talisman Master, say something! "
The Talisman Master was almost strangled to death by Yang Zhihu.
"No, no, it's not a terminal illness." Medicine Master Fu waved his hand and said, "She'll be fine."
Yang Zhihu frowned. "Then why did she faint? Is she really fine? "
The Talisman Master looked at Yang Zhihu with a strange gaze.
There was something wrong with her body?
His meridians were strong and fierce like a tiger, and his blood was surging like the sea. This was called a problem with his body?!
The Talisman Master shook his head. "She's in good health."
Yang Zhihu: "Then why did she faint?"
Talisman Master: "If you don't eat for more than ten days, will you faint?"
Yang Zhihu: "Huh? You mean … "
Talisman Master: "I'm hungry!"
After that, the Talisman Master packed up his medical kit and was ready to go home.
He was already asleep when someone dragged him out of bed. He had thought that he had a terminal illness, but it turned out to be a girl who had fainted from hunger …
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