Little fairy doctor with holy hands

Zhuge Liang really couldn't think of any other method of Chinese medicine that could cure Chu Xueqi.

But what he couldn't think of was figured out by someone else, and the other person happened to be a young guy.

Zhuge Liang felt particularly depressed when he thought that Zhuge Liang, his great doctor, had lost to a young boy.

He made up his mind that when Mu Zhengyuan took a medicinal bath and checked Mu Zhengyuan's pulse, he would lie that his injury had suddenly worsened and put the shit basin on Zhang Yuan's head.

Let Mu Zhengyuan go find trouble with Zhang Yuan! .??.

Thinking of this, Zhuge couldn't help but sneer in his conscience.

As for whether Mu Zhengyuan's injury would improve after soaking in the medicinal bath, Zhuge Liang didn't think about it at all.

Even though he had used so many precious medicinal materials, Mu Zhengyuan's injury could not be improved.

Zhang Yuan only used such an ordinary prescription. If it could cure Mu Zhengyuan's internal injuries, Zhuge Liang might as well take off the title of miracle doctor himself in the future!

Time passed by minute by minute.

Soon, half an hour passed.

The timer rang. The butler turned off the timer and stepped forward with a bath towel.

At this moment, Mu Zhengyuan's face suddenly turned red in the bathtub, so red that he could bleed!

This sudden scene startled the housekeeper.

"Miracle doctor, what's going on?" The housekeeper hurriedly called Zhuge Liang.

Zhuge Liang was also shocked. He did not expect that Mu Zhengyuan would have such a big reaction after taking a medicinal bath.

The next second, Mu Zhengyuan spat out a large mouthful of blood and leaned back against the tub.

"Master! What's wrong with you!" the housekeeper shouted.

Zhuge Liang on the side looked at this scene, shocked and suddenly a little happy.

Zhang Yuan's medicinal bath actually caused Mu Zhengyuan to vomit blood, and now he had an excuse to deal with him!

So Zhuge Liang immediately shouted

"Butler, that boy named Zhang Yuan must have deliberately tried to harm Mr. Mu! Send someone quickly to capture him! You go call someone first, and leave this place to me!"

When the housekeeper heard this, he quickly turned around and went out ready to run to call someone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he ran to the door, Mu Zhengyuan's angry voice rang out.

"No need! I'm fine now!" Mu Zhengyuan said.

When the housekeeper heard this, he turned his head and saw that Mu Zhengyuan had stood up from the big wooden barrel, and his expression returned to normal.

He didn't know if it was the housekeeper's illusion, but he always felt that Mu Zhengyuan looked much more energetic now than usual.

"Mr. Mu, that Zhang Yuan actually wants to harm you on the pretext of prescribing a prescription for you! That's so vicious! You must not let him go!" Zhuge Liang said quickly.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zhengyuan glanced at him, "Who said Zhang Yuan wanted to harm me? He was just treating me! It was too late for me to thank him, so how could I take action against him?"

"What?" Zhuge Liang was stunned.

He thought to himself that Mu Zhengyuan must have become stupid because of vomiting blood, right?

The medicinal bath prescription prescribed by Zhang Yuan caused Mu Zhengyuan to vomit so much blood, but Mu Zhengyuan not only did not trouble him, but also thanked him.

"Haha, Zhuge Liang, I'm afraid you still don't understand what happened, do you? Come and check my pulse!" Mu Zhengyuan said loudly while standing in the tub.

Zhuge Liang hurried forward and took Mu Zhengyuan's pulse.

After feeling his pulse, Zhuge Liang's expression changed instantly, and he couldn't help but murmured:

"Impossible! How could this happen? This is impossible! It's impossible!"

Mu Zhengyuan laughed loudly, "Why is it impossible? Haven't you seen it? Now you should know that I

Who can say that Zhang Yuan did not harm me, but saved me? "

The monk who was the housekeeper on the side was confused and said, "Master, what is going on? Didn't you vomit blood just now? Why are you so happy?"

Mu Zhengyuan's tone was full of joy, "You may not think that I vomited blood just now, but what I vomited was the blood stasis accumulated in my internal organs! After spitting out the blood stasis, my injury immediately improved a lot!"

"Zhang Yuan's medicated bath method is indeed effective. It is more effective than the medicine I have taken for several years! Butler, I will take a medicated bath every day from now on! I believe that within a few months, most of my injuries will be recovered! Then you won’t have to worry about the recurrence of old injuries and death, haha!”

At the end of the sentence, Mu Zhengyuan laughed heartily.

When the housekeeper heard Mu Zhengyuan say that he had recovered a lot from his injuries, he was immediately surprised and happy. .??.

He was working with Mu Zhengyuan. The better Mu Zhengyuan was, the better he would be.

"That's great, Master! This is such a great happy event! We must celebrate it!" said the steward.

Mu Zhengyuan easily rolled out of the tub, and his skills were much stronger than before.

"Go out first! I'll take a shower and talk in the study later!"

While waiting for Mu Zhengyuan to take a shower, Zhuge Liang stood alone in the corridor, his face looking as ugly as possible.

He was slapped twice by the same person on the same day!

Zhang Yuan cured Chu Xueqi, and it can be said that he was a blind cat that met a dead mouse.

But what about Mu Zhengyuan?

Mu Zhengyuan's injury has troubled Zhuge Liang for several years.

Over the past few years, Zhuge Liang had tried almost every method, but he still could not make Mu Zhengyuan's injury improve at all.

But Zhang Yuanyi just made a simple medicinal bath recipe. Mu Zhengyuan took the medicinal bath for three days and achieved such great results.

At this moment, Zhuge's conscience was full of fear for Zhang Yuan.

Who is this kid?

Why did the prescription he prescribed have such a good effect and make Mu Zhengyuan's injury better?

Could it be that he is the descendant of a certain Chinese medicine doctor?

But even a descendant of Chinese medicine cannot have such superb medical skills at this age!

After a while, Mu Zhengyuan walked out of the shower.

Seeing Zhuge Liang standing there with a dark face, Mu Zhengyuan couldn't help but laugh.

He knew Zhuge Liang's character very well. Not only was he petty, but he was also jealous of talents.

Why does Zhuge Liang look down on Chen Xuancheng?

It's not that Chen Xuancheng's medical skills are far inferior to his, but that he is worried that one day he will be overtaken by Chen Xuancheng, a stupid bird.

Out of fear of Chen Xuancheng, Zhuge Liang looked down upon him so much.

Now I suddenly learned that there is a young man in his twenties who has cured two patients that he could not cure.

It would be strange if Zhuge Liang was not jealous!

But Mu Zhengyuan didn't say anything. After all, Zhuge Liang had made a lot of contributions in stabilizing his injuries in the past few years.

Even if there is no merit, there is still hard work.

"Zhuge Liang, come to the study with me!" Mu Zhengyuan said calmly.

Only then did Zhuge Liang come to his senses and hurriedly followed Mu Zhengyuan into the room.

Back in the study, Mu Zhengyuan sat on the chair and felt refreshed all over his body.

He hadn't experienced this feeling for several years.

Ever since he was injured by his enemy and his internal organs were severely injured by the opponent's strange internal energy, Mu Zhengyuan has never been at ease in these years.

It was not until today that his injuries improved, and a lot of the blood accumulated in his organs was vomited out.