Rebirth Space Pretty Girl

"..."

"Are you asleep?"

"..."

"Are you still alive?"

Shenjun Changqi couldn't bear it any longer, and said angrily: "Of course this seat is still alive."

"Then why don't you speak?"

Shenjun Changqi snorted coldly: "Aren't you mad at me? Didn't you say a word to me when you came in last night? Didn't you ignore me the same way I talked to you? Now there is a place where I can be useful, came to find me?"

Murong smiled flatteringly and said: "I was wrong, I apologize to you, I shouldn't have treated you like that yesterday, I came in temporarily, just tell me, my consciousness can't come in for too long."

Shenjun Changqi sighed, although she apologized without any sincerity, but she did not embarrass her any more, and said lightly: "That's what you said, go according to your ideas, and they are all children, the biggest is the only one. Fourteen years old, just the age of pure mind, there is nothing unbelievable."

After getting a positive answer, Murong Lingran's consciousness quickly exited the space, and whispered a few words in his brother's ear.

Murong Zong's eyes suddenly lit up, he turned his head and carefully looked at the five people on the opposite side. These people are indeed good candidates. If their skills are good, it doesn't matter if they help out.

But if the kung fu doesn't work, then there's nothing they can do.

It's just that before he could say anything about the competition, there was a sudden sound of broken porcelain from the west wing. Kong Hongzhuo hurried in and took a look, and saw that Kong Liurun woke up at some point. He seemed to want to stand up and accidentally beat him. Turning over the medicine bowl next to him, the man also fell to the ground, with a big hole on his forehead, and blood was constantly pouring out.

Kong Hongzhuo roared, "Da Run, go and invite Doctor Qiu."

"Yes, I'll go right now."

Kong Hongzhuo turned his head and saw that he had fainted again, so he hurriedly picked him up and put him on the bed.

Murong Lingran and Murong Zong saw that everyone was in a state of chaos. They didn't know how to heal and couldn't help, so they consciously stood aside and tried their best not to cause them any trouble.

It didn't take long for a doctor to be pulled over by them. After checking, the doctor stroked his beard and said, "Apart from the old problem, the bruise on his head is very serious. I will bandage him and drink it. You can recover with some medicine.”

Kong Darun said, "Doctor Qiu, the medicine he usually drinks is only one day's worth. When you come, you can prescribe the next medicine by the way. Including the consultation fee, how much money do you think it will cost?"

Doctor Chou said lightly: "Okay, I also brought his medicine. You all know his old problems, twenty taels of silver a month, and now the trauma on his head, he has to take medicine alone, and drink it for ten days and a half months. Okay, I still need to apply gold sore medicine, and I also need five taels of silver. I know the conditions of your family, so the old man will not charge for the consultation fee, a total of twenty-five taels of silver."

After speaking, he opened the medicine box, revealing the medicine bag that had already been caught.

"I only brought the golden sore medicine, and I didn't bring the medicine for oral administration. Let someone go back with me to get it later."

Kong Sirun returned to the west wing and took out all the money in the family, including the 10 taels given by Kong Hongzhuo in the morning, which was still not enough.

Kong Darun said embarrassedly: "Doctor Qiu, we earn less money this month, can we give you fifteen taels first, and we will give you the rest in a few days. You give us the medicine first?"