The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

When the silver needles calmed down one by one, Fu Zhi began to narrow the needle.

Thirteen silver needles were soaked with black toxin.

As all the silver needles were pulled out, Li Nanli's pale face was saturated with anger, and his fingertips moved slightly.

Fu Zhi noticed, rolled up the acupuncture cloth and opened the door.

Seeing people come out, Secretary Liu immediately stepped forward: "Miss Fu, how is our manager Li? When will he wake up?"

Fu Zhi said in a cold voice: "Half an hour."

Secretary Liu cried with joy. He excitedly wanted to hold Fu Zhi's hand and cry with gratitude.

Only when he subconsciously raised his hand, Fu Zhi took two steps back quickly, his eyes blatantly disgusting.

Secretary Liu: "..."

Secretary Liu went to the hospital bed.

The room was too quiet.

No one dared to speak, everyone had an incredible expression on their faces.

Although I knew that Fu Zhi was unusual for a long time, I heard that Li Nanli would be sober in half an hour, and there was still an unreality of stepping on cotton.

Some doctors didn't believe in evil, so they stepped forward to diagnose and treat Li Nanli, and then he was completely convinced.

"The patient has passed the dangerous period! It is worthy of the 13 needles of the ghost door, it is really a miracle in the history of Chinese medicine!"

Fu Zhi glanced at the doctor who was talking, then moved his gaze out of the window.

After all, he witnessed Fu Zhi applying the needle with his own eyes. Doctor Zhao admired her very much, so he smiled and asked her: "Senior, I don't know what you are looking at?"

"sun."

Doctor Zhao understood: "You are studying the influence of four o'clock and eight righteous qi on Li Shao's condition, right?"

Look, Guo is a master!

See the real chapter within a square inch!

"No." Fu Zhi folded his hands in front of his forehead, raised his head through the faint slits of his fingertips, and said lightly: "I'm watching if it rises from the west."

"..."

Doctor Zhao:?

Is it an illusion?

How does he feel that Senior is a bit, cough... Be careful?

Doctor Zhao and Doctor Zhou looked at each other, and both saw a touch of discomfort in each other's eyes.

The sun rising from the west is just an exaggerated description of bluffing, so why did Senpai take it seriously? !

"Predecessor..." Dr. Zhao was too embarrassed.

Fu Zhi leaned by the window, silent.

The slender legs overlap naturally, and they are casual and casual.

Seeing this, Doctor Zhou gritted his teeth for a long while, blushing, and composing apologetically to Fu Zhi, "Little friend, your medical skills are indeed superb, because we were too narrow before. I hope you have a lot of them, don’t Care about us."

Fu Zhi nodded, and then closed the curtains.

Doctor Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and saw her sitting on the sofa, holding a black pen, and writing the prescriptions stroke by stroke on the case sheet.

The scene is very quiet.

The girl's slender eyelashes trembled like crow feathers, her eyebrows were cold, and she was deadly beautiful.

After a while, she handed the prescription to Secretary Liu, "Three times a day, drink it for a month to see the effect."

Secretary Liu took the prescription and glanced roughly.

Fu Zhi’s font is in standard silk-flower lowercase, which is very different from the wild and scribbled written by other doctors. He can read the characters, but he can’t understand it with a deeper medicinal use, so he said, "I don’t know what our general disease ?"

"Take the wrong medicine."

Fu Zhi moved his gaze to the hospital bed and frowned, "His diet--"

He paused in the middle of the conversation, and unexpectedly ran into a pair of slightly raised peachy eyes, steamed, his eyebrows curled, cold and merciless.

——Li Nanli woke up early.

Fu Zhi was startled, not knowing what to do.

The scene seemed to be frozen.

One second.

Two seconds.

In the third second, Li Nanli pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed.

Secretary Liu noticed Fu Zhi's abnormality, turned around, and couldn't wait to speak, and then heard the man on the hospital bed's tone of voice saying: "Liu Mi, take them all down."

The man's voice is deep and moist, like sake, like broken jade. Although just one sentence, it sounds very nice.

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