Little fairy doctor with holy hands

Mu Zhengyuan glanced at Zhuge Liang, "I heard that you have been in retreat some time ago. Have you made any progress?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Liang panicked and hurriedly said:

"Yes, yes! During my retreat, I have been studying ways to treat Mr. Mu's injuries, and I have achieved certain results!"

"Oh? Then I want to see what good ideas you can come up with!" Mu Zhengyuan became interested.

After all, Zhuge Liang is known as a miracle doctor, so maybe he can really come up with some treatment plan.

After the two of them sat down, Zhuge Liang began to check Mu Zhengyuan's pulse.

After checking his pulse, Zhuge Liang still didn't look very good-looking.

Judging from Mu Zhengyuan's pulse, his internal injuries were more serious than before.

Even though Zhuge Liang had made progress in seclusion some time ago, he still couldn't effectively contain Mu Zhengyuan's internal injuries. .??.

If this continues, Mu Zhengyuan may be seriously injured and die in just one year!

The changes in Zhuge Liang's expression were caught by Mu Zhengyuan's eyes.

He knew that Zhuge Liang probably had no good solution, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It seems that we can only place our hopes on Zhang Yuan’s medicinal bath recipe!

If Zhang Yuan's medicinal bath prescription doesn't work, he will give up treatment completely and prepare to welcome death!

When Zhuge Liang let go, Mu Zhengyuan asked him casually.

"Zhuge Liang, how are you? Are you sure I can cure my current situation?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Liang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He shook his head, "Mr. Mu, I am so old and incompetent that I can only barely contain the deterioration of the injury. I want to cure the injury, but it is absolutely impossible!"

"Haha! I knew you would say that! Okay, you go back first! Just leave the new recipe with the housekeeper when you leave!" Mu Zhengyuan waved his hand in disinterest.