Seeing Jiang Xiaoxuan's blazing eyes staring at him unblinkingly, it was as if he wanted to put those eyes on his chest.

I have never seen such a lecherous man in all my life, and I really can't stand this kind of look.

This made Meng Yanran couldn't help scolding her.

When Jiang Xiaoxuan heard this, he didn't care at all. Instead, he said calmly: "Such a good figure, I never get tired of it. The figure is great, but the skin is too white, and there is no rosiness in the white. This..."

"Shut up."

Meng Yanran was so angry that her head was pounding. This guy just looked at it and made comments. It doesn't matter whether other people's skin is good or not. Who do you have the right to make comments about.

"It's okay, get out of here quickly!"

"I wouldn't have entered this traditional Chinese medicine hospital if nothing happened."

Jiang Xiaoxuan said seriously: "My name is Jiang Xiaoxuan. I was introduced to this internship by Cai Yuhe. She asked me to go into the dean's office to register. The dean didn't see you, so he saw you here..."

After a pause, Jiang Xiaoxuan continued: "Beauty, if you need help, you can come to me. Why suppress yourself so much!"

"Seeing you in pain makes me feel uncomfortable. If you don't mind, I'll rub it for you. It will definitely help."

Seeing the serious way he spoke, Meng Yanran's face turned a little colder. Originally, she had cold air in her body, which made her body feel a little cold.

Since then, her pretty face has become as cold as ice.

Meng Yanran bit her lower lip tightly, and her body was shaking with anger. After a while, she gritted her teeth and said: "Jiang Xiaoxuan, you can get out of here, you stinky scoundrel, and you won't have to go to work anymore.

"

"Tell me to go away and don't want me to come to work?" Jiang Xiaoxuan smiled sarcastically and said, "Why do you think so?"

"Why? Why? I am the director of this hospital."

The look of gnashing teeth made Meng Yanran's delicate and pretty face look a bit fierce.

Jiang Xiaoxuan was slightly startled when he heard this. He didn't expect that the director of this traditional Chinese medicine hospital was actually a royal sister and she was so beautiful.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Xiaoxuan said calmly: "Originally, I wanted to rub it for you and treat your illness. But you don't appreciate it, so forget it and call me a stinker, so I won't.

Too nosy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xiaoxuan turned around, turned around and left, just as he was about to reach the door of the room.

"Hey! Wait!"

Meng Yanran shouted loudly, then walked over and stood in front of Jiang Xiaoxuan, folding her hands in front of a pair of stalwarts, her tone revealed a hint of surprise:

"How do you know I'm sick?"

"You can tell. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking and feeling. I see that you have insufficient Qi and blood, your lips are white, and there is a coldness all over your body."

"If I guess correctly, you are suffering from an extremely rare disease called cold yin body."

After listening to Jiang Xiaoxuan's words, Meng Yanran was shocked that he was right, and she looked at him with a look of disbelief in her bright eyes.

The next second, Meng Yanran hesitated for a moment, but finally told her condition.

"You really guessed it right. I do suffer from cold yin. Even in my traditional Chinese medicine hospital, I didn't know how much traditional Chinese medicine I took. I even went to a big hospital in Beijing to get treatment. It only treated the symptoms but not the root cause."

"I went to the United States later, and even the American medical doctors were helpless. Medically speaking, this disease is considered a terminal illness and there is no cure."

After speaking, the light in Meng Yanran's bright eyes gradually dimmed.

I took so many medicines, but none of them worked. As the coldness in my body accumulated more and more, one day I could no longer bear the coldness and died.

"Your disease is terminal for those experts, professors and MDs in the medical field, but for me, I don't think your disease is that serious. If you believe me, maybe I can cure your disease.

"

Jiang Xiaoxuan did not say anything, but left a little room. Meng Yanran smiled bitterly when she heard this and said, "Just you?"

While talking, Meng Yanran looked at Jiang Xiaoxuan and frowned slightly. No matter how she looked at Jiang Xiaoxuan, he was just a young man.

In her words, not even his hair has grown. How can he have such superb medical skills at his age?

Meng Yanran herself studied Chinese medicine and graduated from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

She knows that those who want to achieve success in the field of traditional Chinese medicine must either be experts and professors from prestigious schools who have been immersed in the field of traditional Chinese medicine for decades, or they must be veteran traditional Chinese medicine practitioners who have been working in the field for a lifetime.

Even Meng Yanran herself had never seen someone as young as Jiang Xiaoxuan with superb medical skills. Thinking of this, she shook her head and said, "Let's forget it?"

Jiang Xiaoxuan faced her directly and said sternly: "Don't think that my medical skills are not good because of my age. Others call me a little miracle doctor. If my medical skills were not great, I would be able to tell that you have a cold-yin body.

Woolen cloth?"

Yes, if it weren't for her superb medical skills, how could she have been able to tell at a glance that she had a cold-yin body.

Meng Yanran wanted Jiang Xiaoxuan to treat her, but she was afraid that he would not be able to do so and would take advantage of her instead.

After all, Meng Yanran was thirty years old, so she was very wary. She was not as innocent and innocent as those sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls, and because Jiang Xiaoxuan did look like a pervert before.

Seeing Meng Yanran's delay in agreeing, Jiang Xiaoxuan sighed and said, "I studied under a famous teacher and am very talented in medical skills. I have very high attainments in the field of traditional Chinese medicine."

"You met me today because you and I are destined. If you really don't want to, I certainly won't force you to do anything."

Seeing Jiang Xiaoxuan starting to leave, Meng Yanran still called him.

"Okay, shall I let you give it a try?"

Hearing that Jiang Xiaoxuan spoke so well and looked so confident, Meng Yanran didn't mind giving him a chance.

At the same time, it is also giving myself a chance. Anyway, her disease is already terminal, so even if it is a dead horse, it will be treated as a living horse.

Then, Meng Yanran closed the door herself and invited Jiang Xiaoxuan to sit on the sofa, while she herself sat opposite Jiang Xiaoxuan.

She stretched out her white hand towards him and asked Jiang Xiaoxuan to feel his pulse.

Looking at the white and delicate hand, Jiang Xiaoxuan swallowed secretly and calmly, and then stretched out his hand.

When his two fingers touched the skin of Meng Yanran's wrist, he felt her hands were cold.

The skin is delicate and soft, and it feels so good just by touching it with your hands, as if it were on your body.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't it a sign of nosebleeds? I was thinking about those messy things while feeling my pulse.
Chapter completed!