Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Bai Chuwei's expression was extremely cold, "I don't want to treat this disease anymore, please ask me to be smart."

Duan Xingye, who finally caught up, almost cried to Bai Chuwei. Didn't you just say it well? Why did it suddenly die?

His grandpa is really dying!

Duan Feihan is indeed a man who has experienced strong winds and waves and is invincible in the market. Hearing Bai Chuwei's words, his expression is as usual: "Miss Bai, I don't know why?"

Bai Chuwei snorted coldly: "I'm in a bad mood."

She said how she always felt that Duan Feihan had seen him somewhere before, didn't she have seen it before?

Duan Feihan calmly plucked the sandalwood prayer beads on his left wrist, his voice was as deep as a cello with the best sound quality: "Then how can I make Miss Bai feel better?"

Bai Chuwei didn't know if he was intentional or unintentional, this was inexplicably sultry.

Duan Xingye interrupted Bai Chuwei's thoughts as soon as he spoke, "Yes, why? Why do you feel bad when you see my grandpa?"

Duan Xingye suddenly became horrified and speculated wildly: "Did my grandfather ever do anything super to Weiwei?"

Duan Feihan had dark eyes and whispered, "Duan Xingye, how do you talk?"

Duan Xingye patted his mouth continuously, knowing that these words meant to tarnish the girl’s reputation, just wanted to apologize, but saw Bai Chuwei look thoughtful and smiled: "It can indeed be said that your grandfather once did super to me. ."

Duan Xingye was shocked, right?

His grandfather has always been serious, and he is most unaccustomed to the rich second generation who bullied the poor by relying on his family background. He has always taught him to behave upright!

Bai Chuwei didn't mean to explain, she glanced at Duan Feihan with a little nostalgia, and said in a light tone: "I am not cured of this disease. You don't need to send me to me, I will go back by myself."

Duan Xingye was a little panicked for an instant. Seeing Bai Chuwei's departure, he turned around in a hurry, and pulled Duan Feihan's sleeves anxiously: "Uncle Si, you have a reaction, what should I do!"

Unexpectedly, everyone was invited to the house, and something happened.

Duan Feihan was thoughtful and about to speak.

A group of bone fairy wind tools Yu Xuanang suddenly appeared, glanced at Bai Chuwei, and the old voice said with a slight disdain: "If you don't have enough medical skills, you can honestly admit it. Why do you pretend to be ashamed of you?"

An old man with a faint medicinal fragrance appeared in front of him, with white hair and a gray goatee, but without the old man's kindness, his brows were more arrogant.

The servants passing by were shocked: "This is the medical power Liu Lao Liu Zhen? My God, I heard that he has cured cancer patients!"

"My goodness, it turned out to be the leading figure in the medical industry, Mr. Liu, who was once on the news network! Didn't he say that he has retired and is no longer treating illnesses? He will live a hundred and twenty years old, right? Looks true. The long-lived elderly are well maintained." Another middle-aged bodyguard envied the authenticity.

"I heard that Miss Tong visited the thatched cottage personally for the old man!"

Bai Chuwei looked at the little old man in front of him with a smile but a smile: "Insufficient medical skills?"

She has tasted herbs with Shennong, planted thousands of elixir, and cured millions of people suffering from illness.

Not to mention today's global doctors, just all the famous doctors who have been in the history of China for two thousand years, in front of her must respectfully call the Patriarch!

Liu Zhen's gaze swept across Bai Chuwei with a slight contempt, "A child with a yellow mouth, how can he use medicine at this age, and how can he talk about saving people?"

Bai Chuwei's voice was faint: "Go back and ask your master, will he dare to stand and talk to me like this."