The old owner of the Divine Medicine Valley quickly stood up, saluted her and said with a smile: "Lord Vulcan, you are so polite. If you have any questions, Lord Vulcan, just speak up. As long as An Zhenyang can do anything, he will definitely help to the end.
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"Then thank you, old Valley Master." A trace of embarrassment appeared on Vulcan's face, and he quickly stepped forward and told the old Valley Master of the Divine Medicine Valley about his situation in a low voice.
After hearing this, the old owner of the Divine Medicine Valley showed no emotion on his face. He just smiled and stroked his beard and said, "Since this is the case, we need to check it carefully."
"Look, it's getting late today. Why don't I ask someone to arrange for Lord Vulcan to move in first?"
"When I prepare all the medicines and equipment tomorrow, I can help Mr. Vulcan take a closer look and make a diagnosis and treatment. What do you think?"
Vulcan nodded repeatedly and thanked him again.
In fact, his original intention was to choose a different day than to hit the sun. It would be best to help him take a look tonight.
It's just that the host is old after all, and it's already midnight, so diagnosis and treatment seems too time-consuming.
Now that he wants something from others, he must look at their faces, so he can only compromise and settle for the next best thing.
As long as the old master of the Divine Medicine Valley is willing to help him see a doctor, then all other problems are minor problems, and Vulcan feels that he can completely overcome them.
Seeing that he agreed, the old owner of the Divine Medicine Valley smiled and nodded to him, and quickly ordered people to arrange for him to go to the guest house to rest.
As soon as tomorrow dawns, the old Valley Master is ready to help Mr. Vulcan do some research and then prescribe the right medicine.
However, Vulcan's disease is still a bit embarrassing, and the old Valley Master actually doesn't have much confidence that he can be cured.
But seeing Huo Yu staring at him with eager and expectant eyes, he couldn't bear to tell him that he was actually not an expert in this field...
The next day.
In front of the boudoir dressing mirror.
An Rongjin stared coldly at herself in the mirror opposite.
As long as you turn your head slightly, you can see the incomplete ear hidden by the long hair.
Every time she saw this disabled ear, An Rongjin would feel great resentment in her heart.
It's all because of that damn An Rongyan, who was about to die but still came to harm himself.
If that bitch An Rongyan hadn't opened his mouth and bit her like a dog, she wouldn't have become an imperfect person.
If she could go back and do it all over again, she would definitely kill An Rongyan, a dead woman, to prevent her from destroying her perfect body out of jealousy later.
Damn damn woman!
Blame her, blame her!
It’s all this damn An Rongyan’s fault!
There was a crisp "bang" sound.
The mirror in front of her shattered into pieces before her eyes and fell to the ground with a clatter.
The two maids guarding the door felt tense when they heard the sound.
The lady lost her temper again.
Ever since Miss Da came back from the North, she has been losing her temper for no reason for three days.
They also knew that the young lady was angry at the mutilated ears in the mirror?
But what can you do if you are angry?
Can you get your ears back if you are angry?
That piece of ear flesh has been ripped off alive, and there is no way it will grow back, okay?
The young lady is only missing half of her ear, but the eldest lady has lost her life.
Speaking of misery, no one is more miserable than the eldest lady.
It is said that the eldest lady’s husband, General Shenjing, seems to have died as well.
I just don’t know what happened to Beidi and his party.
Every time the old valley owner asked the young lady what happened, the young lady would always lose her temper and curse, and would burst into tears when she returned to her room.
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