The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

And Jiuqi, who has been poisoned and can't speak until now, is wearing a white gauze. Although she is sitting safely at the bottom, she can see her heart at this moment from the hands in front of her body that are tightly pulling her clothes. How anxious the head is.

Could it be that Master Bufan refused to help him?

Definitely, she had heard that Ming Bufan was a very difficult person to deal with.

On weekdays, even if a disciple of Qinglong Academy is poisoned, he might not be able to take action, let alone someone who has nothing to do with her.

"Ah, ah."

She raised her hand and gestured to her father, wanting him to remind him again.

However, the head of the Ninth Patriarch just stared at him coldly, with danger in his eyes.

It was even worse for Jiu Qi, as if she had nothing to do with it, she just sat on the sidelines, the corner of her eyes didn't even fall on Jiu Qi's body.

"This disciple, can you go and see again, Mrs. Ben is Liao Mu's mother, just tell him that it is..."

"The disciple has already reported it. I hope that the Ninth Patriarch and Mrs. Xing will be patient for a while, and the master will arrive in a while." Before Mrs. Xing finished speaking, the disciple said.

How long have you been waiting? I'm getting impatient. Is it possible for anyone who wants to be an extraordinary master to see him?

It's not that you have nothing to do and wait for their arrival. Don't you have something to do?

"This..." Mrs. Xing was embarrassed by what he said, and wanted to say something.

"Sister-in-law, we are not in a hurry, Master Bufan must have something to do, we just wait." Ninth Patriarch interrupted her and said.

They were the ones who begged to come to the door, but it wasn't because of fate, so they had to wait.

After a while, Ming Bufan came late with Xing Liao Mu, and he was a little surprised to see Mrs. Xing among the people present.

"It turns out that Mrs. Xing has arrived. I am really disappointed."

Hearing the sound, Patriarch Jiu and Mrs. Xing stood up at the same time, and Jiu Mo and Jiu Qi also stood up.

"Mother, why are you here?" Xing Liaomu was reluctant to see his mother, but he couldn't show it on his face, so he took a step forward to greet her.

"Liao Mu, you are finally here, come and see Qi'er, she has suffered a lot these days." Mrs. Xing took Xing Liaomu's hand and wanted to walk to Jiu Qi's side.

Unexpectedly, Xing Liaomu's face turned cold, and he threw away his hand and retreated behind Ming Bufan.

"Whether she suffers or not has nothing to do with me?" Xing Liaomu muttered to himself.

Although the voice was clear, everyone present could hear it clearly. The Patriarch of the Nine's complexion froze, Jiu Mo sneered, and Jiu Qi's face under the white gauze was already ashen.

"Liao Mu, you..." Mrs. Xing felt embarrassed and wanted to reprimand her son.

It's just that fate didn't give her such a chance.

"I don't know what is the important matter for Mrs. Xing to come with the Ninth Patriarch?" Ming Bufan looked at the Ninth Patriarch with a smile on his face and asked.

"Uh." Patriarch Nine choked and looked at Mrs. Xing.

"Master Bufan, it's like this. My Qi'er was poisoned by some vicious person, and she can't speak. I came here today to ask Master Bufan to help and cure Qi'er."

Madam Xing spoke immediately.

It's just that as soon as she opened her mouth, Xing Liaomu's expression became extremely ugly behind Ming Bufan.

"Mother, what are you talking about? When did Jiuqi's surname become Xing? Back in your house, when did you have a daughter like Jiuqi?" Xing Liaomu asked coldly.

If he didn't have such a biological sister, he would have been killed by a head-on collision, and it would be hard for Jiu Mo to still stand safely.