The Sweet Wife In Master Qin’s Arms is a Boss

  Chapter 197

   He was stunned when he saw the girl walk up to him and sit down and take off the black mask on his cheeks.

  The outside world is rumored that the medical genius Muxu is a young woman, rumors are rumors, because generally smart people learn Chinese medicine, Western medicine takes a long time, plus experience accumulation, can become an expert.

The girl in front of    is only in her teens. Could it be Mu Xi, a medical genius?

   Yun Nan took off her mask because the two parties signed a non-disclosure agreement. She first looked at the face of the boy in front of her, which was pale without a trace of blood.

   "I read your medical record, but I still need to take my pulse and stretch my hand out."

   About that medical genius, who hasn't disappeared since the last surgery.

   Hearing the girl speak, Jun Yue also determined that she was the medical genius Mu Qi, and did not react for a while.

  Jiang Yanxi took out the diagnosis pad and put it on the table, stared at Jun Yue for a while, and stared at Sister Nan when he saw this handsome guy. Is this a doctor or a person?

   He knocked on the table, "Handsome guy, even though my sister doesn't wear a white coat, she is also a doctor, can you cooperate with me?"

  Jun Yue came back to his senses. He said apologetically, "I'm just a little surprised." After speaking, he reached out his hand and rolled up his white sleeve with the other hand, revealing a slightly thinner wrist than ordinary people, and placed it on the diagnosis pad.

   Yun Nan stretched out **** and put them on the pulse.

   When diagnosing the pulse, you need to be quiet, Jiang Yanxi closed his mouth tightly and did not let out the air.

  Jun Yue's clear eyes stared at Mu Xing, no one ever said that the medical genius Mu Xing was just a girl of eight years old, and no one said that she was a cold and stunning person.

   After thinking about it, she has never shown her face, and she has done a good job of keeping secrets, so it is normal to not know.

   He didn't dare to interrupt.

   Yun Nan raised her eyes to look at Jun Yue in front of her, and took a few more glances before asking, "Apart from chest tightness, shortness of breath, poor sleep, loss of appetite, and cold hands and feet, do you have any other reactions?"

   "I always dream at night. I can't sleep when I wake up. No matter what I eat, I always feel the smell of blood and I'm afraid of the cold."

  Jun Yue looked at Mu Xue and smiled suddenly, "Many people couldn't find out the cause, my mother even went to fortune for me and said yes, I won't live to be twenty-two years old."

"It's okay to get some sunshine, do some aerobic exercise during the day, and eat some hot and sour food." Yun Nan said, the prescription in his hand and the list to be checked were also written, and he picked it up and handed it to him: "Take these I checked everything, and bought the medicine according to the above."

  Jun Yue took the list and looked up at Mu Xi, her warm eyes full of doubts: "Is it gone?"

   Yun Nan neatly put on the pen cover, and said lightly: "Take care of your physical weakness and organize your state. No accident, you can live seventy or eighty years old without any problem."

  Jun Yue was startled.

   Yun Nan smiled again and said, "Except to kill yourself."

  Accidents are like gears of destiny, and no one can escape them.

   If you are willing to die, how you die is not certain.

  Jun Yue was completely stunned. He fixedly looked at the beautiful girl in front of her. She seemed to have a pair of wise eyes that could see through many appearances.

   "Reward, a pass." Yun Nan smiled and picked up the black mask and put it on again, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out.

  Jiang Yanxi glanced at Jun Yue, who was still in a daze, and he was no longer surprised. He quickly followed Yun Nan's footsteps, raised his hand and hooked her shoulder, walking side by side with her.

  Jun Yue looked at the two people walking out with their shoulders on their backs, feeling like students here.

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  PS: Mr. is a respectful address, this article is modern~

   (end of this chapter)