My Mysterious Doctor and Blessed Little Wife Is Such a Tease

After getting rid of Dr. Cao's interrogation, and leaving Tan Jingyu the address of Jidingtang, he and Gu Qing came to the ward for special patients mentioned before.

When I opened the door, a 15-6-year-old boy in the ward was wiping the hands and feet of his father on the bed. The doctor had explained before that using warm water to wipe and massage the patient will speed up blood circulation, which is good for the body and not prone to muscle atrophy. .

The young man did it very seriously, he massaged every few hours, very attentive.

"President Gu!" The boy's name is Feng Du, his father's surname is Feng, and his mother's surname is Du. This is the origin of his name.

Feng Du looks sunny and handsome, with a bookish air about him. The only bad thing is that there is an indelible melancholy in his brows and eyes, probably because he is worried about his father's illness!

His type is called a little milk dog in later generations.

Qin Xi thought about his own wolf cub. On the surface, he was well-dressed, but behind his back, he was a wolf in sheep's clothing, or a hungry wolf that couldn't get enough to feed.

Pulling back his thoughts, Gu Qing introduced to Feng Du, "This is the Chinese medicine doctor I invited. Her medical skills are very superb. She is known as Dr. Qin Xiqin, a genius doctor. Let her show your father, what is it?" Something went wrong."

Feng Du was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that Gu Qing would find a Chinese medicine practitioner, who was about the same age as himself, looking at Qin Xi's baby face, he pursed his lips slightly, somewhat disbelieving.

Gu Qing saw his distrust, but didn't explain too much, looked at Qin Xi, and nodded slightly.

"Then I will trouble you!"

Qin Xi walked over and took the man's pulse symbolically. In fact, she didn't need to feel the pulse. When she came in, she had already absorbed the yin energy on the top of the man's head. Through the yin energy, she already knew why the man became what he is now. so.

However, what she didn't expect was that the person who imprisoned his soul was actually from the same clan as Xu Wu.

The person who imprisoned Xu Wu was the black-robed man from the Yin family that she killed, that is, the person who snatched the golden blood clam from her before, and she had already burned him to death.

And this, the same clan of the man in black.

He is also a member of the Yin clan.

Obviously, this person came to look for him, but the Yin clan only knew that the man in black came to Zhehai Province, but they didn't know which city it was, so they could only look for it one by one.

Every time they go to a place, they will use the corpse boy to imprison the souls of several powerful people, and let their families find a master of magic who can unlock the soul imprisonment.

In this way, the scope of tracing can also be narrowed.

It seems that if she saves this person today, the members of the Yin clan will be able to find her. If she doesn't, then the meaning of her being a doctor will be gone.

Seeing Qin Xi finish his pulse, Gu Qing immediately asked eagerly, "How is it? Do you have any clues?"

Qin Xi nodded, "I can cure it, but I still need to prepare something."

Lu Qing, "What, I'll let someone prepare it."

"Yellow paper, cinnabar, brushes, and a bowl of black dog's blood."

The more Gu Qing listened, the more complicated his expression became. He glanced at the man wearing the clothes, and asked Qin Xi in a low voice, "So, is he bewitched?"

Qin Xi glanced at him lightly, "It's not that he was bewitched by evil spirits, but his soul was taken away by someone, and now he's imprisoned somewhere, I must summon this person's soul back as soon as possible, otherwise, after a long time, even if I get him back If he does, he will become a fool too."

Lu Qing struggled, "Is it difficult? Is it dangerous?"

Although he really wanted the patient to recover, compared with Qin Xi's safety, the patient seemed insignificant.

It's not that he is cruel, but that people's hearts are biased. If you can't make a bowl of water level, you can only follow your heart and not let yourself leave regrets.

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