The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

This abacus is really good, isn't the 'crackling' ringing?

Bring in all the presents outside, let the young lady buy a few first, then he puts it back into his storage bracelet, and then goes out empty-handed?

Then all the disciples in the academy spread wildly about how many gifts Mingxin Academy received from the Jiu family?

He really doubts how the heads of the nine masters grow, can they come up with such an idea?

Is it true that everyone else is stupid except him?

"That's right, uncle, it's not like my nephew likes to talk about it. Master Mo Shang's place doesn't have those things of yours, so why are you doing this?" He couldn't stand it anymore.

"Qionglu, Liao Mu." Sheng Chuxin shook his head slightly at them, signaling them not to speak.

"Patriarch Nine, as long as you feel that your daughter is really only worth that little thing, that girl has nothing to say."

She looked at the Nine Patriarchs with cold eyes.

"Chuxin, you have misunderstood the Patriarch, what does the Patriarch mean?"

Seeing that several people looked at him with contempt, the Nine Patriarchs naturally couldn't say anything more.

"It's just that you also know that this is Mingxinyuan after all, you can't have the final say alone, isn't there still Master Mo Shang here?"

Whatever gift he wanted to give, he should give it to Mo Shang instead of taking advantage of this little girl.

"Then since we've already spoken, as long as you give Qi'er the antidote, you can do whatever you like with those things outside the door," he said.

Sheng Chuxin glanced sideways, glanced at the direction where Qionglu was standing, and rolled his eyes.

What a guy, you actually use Bei Yehan to suppress her?

Naturally, if the relationship between her and Bei Yehan is really just a master-student relationship as it is known outside, then he will really make her and Bei Yehan live together by doing this.

It's a pity that their relationship is more than that.

"That's it, Qionglu, you can take all those things outside to Master Mo Shang." She said.

"Yes, Miss." Qionglu responded, turned around and left.

Sheng Chuxin looked at Patriarch Jiu with a smile on his face, "Actually, this girl is not the kind of person who cares about things outside her body."

Listening to her words, the hands of the Ninth Patriarch behind him were already clenched into fists.

He ordered people to bring so many things, just to make a scene, and let the people of Qinglong Academy know that the Jiu family came to seek medical treatment from Mo Shang.

If Mo Shang didn't want to smash his own signboard, he had to detoxify Jiu Qi's poison.

Before coming here, he also thought well, let Sheng Chuxin pick one or two things at random, and the matter will be over.

But he didn't expect that the guard next to Master Mo Shang didn't understand any rules, and could say such rude things to him, Xing Liaomu, a bastard, didn't help himself, but even helped outsiders to speak.

This pissed him off to death, his heart was bleeding.

"Hey, look at my memory, Ninth Patriarch, please sit down, come and serve tea."

Suddenly, Sheng Chuxin, as if he just remembered the fact that the Jiu Patriarch was still standing, pointed to the seat beside him and invited him to take a seat.

The head of the Ninth Patriarch was even more angry, but he couldn't say anything, he could only be a dumb man eating yellow lotus, unable to express his suffering.

After a while, Yun'er came in with a cup of tea.

However, she didn't bring the tea to Patriarch Jiu, but came to Jiu Qi who was standing there.

"Miss Ninth, please."

Jiuqi's eyes hidden under the white gauze stared at Yun'er in surprise, not understanding what she meant?