Chapter 45: The genius doctor was found at the door

The doctor was helping Shen Qingci to clean the wound, but the blood was taken out, but the blood could not be stopped. Even with the best knife wound medicine, the blood leaked out after a while. , Even a lot of cold sweat oozes out of the doctor's forehead.
"Can you cure it?"
Yu Wenxu is so anxious to kick someone. It has been treated for so long. Why is it still bleeding? How old is this child, not an adult? She has shed so much blood, and then she sheds so much blood. , Is she still dead?
The government doctor was really at a loss.
"Sorry, Grandpa, I really have limited abilities."
It’s his ability to hate. Now let’s not mention whether the blood can be stopped, people are unconscious, this is still just a child, an adult cannot bear excessive blood loss, let alone a four-year-old child .
What are you talking about? Shen Wenhao grabbed the collar of the hospital. You took back what I just said and treated me immediately. I want my sister to be intact, or I will cut you away.
Yu Wenxu really felt that the same would be true of the doctor in the palace. He directly took out a jade card from his body and threw it directly to the entourage around him, "You take this to the palace and bring me Doctor Du. ."
The entourage held the jade medal for a long time and did not dare to move. "Forget it," Yu Wenhao was also anxious. He grabbed his jade medal again, "I'll go by myself," his feet are fast, riding a horse. In the past, it took less than a quarter of an hour to let others go, and I don’t know how long it will be delayed. This is a matter of life and death. Now General Shen is fighting the enemy. If he returns, he knows that his little daughter is gone. Isn't this going to hurt the heart of a good general?
Everyone knows how much General Shen really loves this little daughter. It is simply to treat her like a jewel, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this child is General Shen's life.
As soon as he got on the horse, he ran into a carriage passing by his side, and the carriage was black, and there was a special mark on the carriage, and even the clothes on the carriage were all It's different from others, and that car has a strict face and bulging temples, and even the hands holding the riding whip are the same strange pressure.
"Cousin, isn't it you?" he asked tentatively.
"En..." A very soft voice came from inside, as if he was not awake or drunk.
"Unexpectedly it is really you?"
Yu Wenxu himself was going to dismount, but in the end he thought that he had something to do right now. Cousin, sorry, my brother has something to do today, so I must go to the meeting with my cousin to interrupt. .
"Well, what makes you so eager?" The voice of the man inside was clear and quiet, always like a pool of dry spring, but it was also cold everywhere.
"This is a long story," Yu Wenxu is indeed very anxious, "I'm about to return to the mansion, General Du Tai doctor, someone needs him to help."
"Help..."
The curtain of the carriage was suddenly opened, and then a young boy about eleven or twelve years old jumped from above. He stretched out his finger and pointed to his nose, "Help me, I'm a genius doctor." "
The corner of Yu Wenxu's eyes twitched, and the doctor's son was about the same.
"What's your vision?" The young man hummed, and then slid his sleeves, which meant that your kid didn't know what to do.
"Have you heard of the name of Fengshen Doctor?" He lifted his chin, "I am the old man."
And his old man made Yu Wenxu a little worse than he was choked to death by his own saliva, but the old man, where did he come from?
"Mofeng, go and check it out," the man inside said lightly. He couldn't tell how old he was, but the voice did sound nice even though it was cold.
"Yes, son."
Mo Feng put away his hippie smiling face, with one hand behind him at this time, and he also had some immortality, and of course this also changed Yu Wenxu's attitude to respect.
His cousin never likes to make jokes, and this is a matter of life and death. He also knows that his cousin has a capable person in his hands. If this person is really what he said, then he should be a genius doctor. .
"Let's go," Mo Feng still put one hand behind him, and his pupils are also stained with incomprehensibility.
"Oh, okay," Yu Wenxu had just recovered his voice, and then clasped his fists at the carriage.
"That brother thanked his cousin first, and he will definitely go there and thank him personally the next day."
"It's okay," the man inside said softly, the curtain of the carriage was slightly blown by the wind, and it was vaguely visible that there was a young boy sitting inside, who was not very old, but had an inexplicable bearing. It seems cold and inaccessible.
"That's it, please."
Yu Wenxu made a request, and he was very respectful to Mo Feng. This is his cousin. Even if he is Xiaojun Wang, he still has a bit of face. What's more, people may be really mo-fat and young. Quite big.
Mo Feng walked in, and when he saw the little doll lying on the collapsed, his brows tightened slightly, then he strode over, and squeezed the government doctor aside, "Where is the quack doctor, will he be cured? ?"
After he finished speaking, he took out his needle pack without explaining it to others, and pierced it with a few external needles. It seemed that the blood was less.
"Axu, he is..."
Shen Wenhao asked in a low voice, "Is this the doctor you invited?"
"Well, you can call him Doctor Mo," Yu Wenxu doesn't know how to call this respectfully...
However, if his cousin calls him Mo Feng, he can be called Doctor Mo. As for the genius doctor, he can only be confirmed after he is saved. This genius doctor is not Chinese cabbage, so he said it is, but since his cousin can let him Come, it proves that he really has a few brushes, as long as he doesn't put people to death.
"Fetch water," Mo Feng rolled up his sleeves, and tied his hair.
When the water came, he soaked his hands in the water, and then wiped it with a clean kerchief. This person took out a small bottle and poured the potion inside on Shen Qingci’s small wrist. Above, "Fortunately, this hand is small and the arm is thin. Otherwise, I will feel bad about my medicine."
Seeing that the potion was falling down drop by drop, it was also clear that all the knife wound medicine that the previous doctor wiped was clean. Now everyone can see exactly how Shen Qingci was injured. On her little wrist, the skin and flesh were turned outwards, and there was some blood oozing out.
Shen Qingrong leaned against one of the walls. She was so scared that she couldn't speak and could not move, but she still kept her eyes open.