The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"This..." Mrs. Xing paused, and glanced at her son with displeasure.

"It's not a matter of time, your father has already settled on your marriage with Qi'er, and soon..."

"Whoever agrees will marry, anyway, it's none of my business." Xing Liaomu interrupted her in a cold voice.

He really doubted, how could he have such a mother who can't even use her brain when speaking? Should such a thing be said casually in front of his master?

Since they ignored his feelings, why should he greet them with a good face?

"You—" Mrs. Xing was suddenly annoyed by Xing Liaomu.

"Mrs. Xing, this is the Palace of Ye Niao, not a place for you to talk about matchmaking." Ming Bufan said in a deep voice.

He didn't want to meddle in the family affairs of the Xing family, but his apprentices, whoever wants to marry, can marry, they must get the consent of his master.

"Yes, yes." Mrs. Xing responded repeatedly, "It's all to make this unfilial son angry."

Glancing at her son again, she turned around and pulled Jiu Qi over.

"Master Bufan, hurry up and show Qi'er."

Unexpectedly, Ming Bufan didn't even look at Jiu Qi directly, but looked at Patriarch Jiu.

"No hurry, no hurry."

With that said, he sat on the main seat.

"Uncle Jiu, who poisoned Jiuqi?" Xing Liaomu asked aloud as he stood behind Ming Bufan.

"This..." When someone asked about the reason for Jiuqi's poisoning, Patriarch Jiu's complexion became even worse.

Even Jiu Mo's face changed almost imperceptibly.

Originally, when they came to Qinglong College this time, the Nine Patriarchs also wanted the Nine Bandits to come together. It would be great if they could stay in Qinglong College.

But this child just refused to come, saying that he couldn't afford to lose face.

"Liao Mu, what is there to ask about this matter, you know those people outside, whoever looks uncomfortable, just sprinkled a handful of poison, and ask your master to give you an antidote." Madam Xing saw the head of the nine families. If you can't speak, speak up quickly.

"Mother, my master's medicine didn't come from a strong wind. Can it be given to those who are likely to cause him trouble?" Hearing what his mother said, Xing Liaomu was really about to get angry.

Whose mother is toward others but not toward herself?

If Jiu Qi really offended some important person outside, wouldn't that cause big trouble for Master?

But she seemed to be okay, thinking that such a thing was just a matter of little effort.

"You—you child, how can you talk like that? Can't you trust your Ninth Uncle? Who can Qi'er mess with?"

Mrs. Xing was so angry that she wished she could rush up and slap her son twice.

She really didn't save half of the face for her as a mother, why did she have such a wicked thing? What a crime.

"Liao Mu, Qi'er was just poisoned by a little girl. It's not a big deal, but the poison is very strange. Uncle tried many methods but couldn't solve it. That's why I came to ask Master Bufan for help." The head of the Ninth Family said as he said, Looking at Ming Bufan.

He believed that even for Xing Liaomu's sake, Ming Bufan would detoxify Jiuqi.

However, he was wrong, Ming Bufan just raised his hand to support his chin, and looked at the Ninth Patriarch with great interest.

"Ninth Patriarch, do you look at this deity, do you seem to be taken advantage of?" He asked.

"What... what does Master Bufan mean by these words? My Patriarch doesn't understand." Patriarch Nine's expression froze, and he asked through gritted teeth.