Male God, a Little Su

Su Yan raised her eyelids and glanced, "Are you going to let me go?"

"Where is there so much nonsense, hurry up! Someone wants to see you."

As soon as these words came out, Su Yan understood.

She hooked her lips, which was also to prevent such a thing from happening. Look, isn't it useful now?

In fact, that day, she could force Wei Lian out of the cold and relieve some of his illness. But Su Yan chose to use mild traditional Chinese medicine, just to prepare for a showdown.

Even if I didn't catch her that night, Su Yan planned to expose herself.

Doing this like a thief every day, and not being able to be with your lover openly is really uncomfortable.

Especially seeing that he could only stay in the small attic all day, Su Yan felt very distressed.

"Okay, let's go."

Su Yan patted the non-existent dust on the clothes, and walked out carelessly.

As soon as he arrived at the main hall, Wang Su couldn't help but greet him.

"Really, how did you get caught? I almost thought you ran away!"

"Why should I run away? I said I can save it, so I can save it. What's the rush?"

"You, you, that's all, I won't tell you this, come with me! Ah Lian started coughing up blood again, and the medicine has no effect."

Wang Su dragged Su Yan out and said to Lan Qin without looking back: "Lan Hou, this time I owe you a favor, if you can cure my husband, then both the Hou Mansion and Mr. Su are my benefactors." .”

Lan Qin shook her sleeves, "Then I wish the county horse a speedy recovery."

Anyway, if Su Yan can cure Wei Lian, everyone is happy, and Lan Qin has to re-examine Su Yan's ability. For Wei Lian's illness, she remembered that even the imperial physician in the palace had sentenced him to death. If Su Yan can be cured, how powerful is she?

If it can't be cured, then Wang Su without Wei Lian's control is a mad dog. If he sees whoever bites, then Lanqin will not need to take action, and Su Yan will be dealt with by Wang Su.

It also saves her from wasting time to deal with these messes.

Wang Su hurriedly dragged Su Yan in, and the male doctor was already guarding her.

Seeing Wang Su, the servants hurriedly reported, "Master, Mr. Lang just took the side medicine and fell asleep now."

Wang Su walked over to check Wei Lian's breath, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"What should I do now?" She turned her head to look at Su Yan, with hope shining in her eyes, "You can cure Ah Lian, right?"

"I guarantee it with my life, okay?" Su Yan rolled her eyes when she saw that she was about to cry, "I'm so timid, step aside, I'll take his pulse first to see how he is doing now."

Wang Su stepped aside quickly.

After Su Yan felt the pulse, she nodded, "It's time to apply the needle. I'll prescribe a prescription later, and I'll ask someone to grab the medicine right away. Three bowls of water will be boiled for half a bowl. I'll drink it for him after I force out the cold."

Then she backed away, still not quite used to it.

Sit down on Wei Lian's bed with your back facing, "From now on, I'll tell you about one acupuncture point, and you just follow my instructions. Remember, there can be no deviation!"

The male doctor was so nervous that he was dying, and under Wang Su's aggressive gaze, he quickly responded.

The room was quiet, only Su Yan's voice and Wang Su's suppressed breathing remained.

She bit her finger and stared straight ahead.

I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen to Wei Lian.

The man was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly, the underwear on his upper body had been taken off, and his complexion was pale without light. At this time, his back was covered with silver needles.

Time passed by every minute and every second...

The sun quickly shifted to the west position, Su Yan counted the time, suddenly let out a breath, nodded, "Okay, pull out the needle."