"Oh? Madam, do you think this miracle doctor's elixir is not worth so much money?"
The man in white, wearing a silver mask, looked very angry.
Very good!
He stole her name as the Silver-Faced Miracle Doctor and actually dared to get mad at her!
Ji Ruyan smiled coldly, "What kind of miracle doctor are you?"
"Are you looking for trouble?"
"If you think so, that's okay."
Ji Ruyan actually nodded, "Since you admit that you are a silver-faced miracle doctor, then show me your silver-needle skills. Take the shopkeeper as an example, as long as you use a magic dragon needle, I will admit it.
You are the silver-faced miracle doctor."
Divine Dragon Needle is the acupuncture technique that Ji Ruyan became famous for.
And it is unique in the world, no one can understand it.
If this boy in white dared to pretend to be a miracle doctor in front of her, she would never be polite, so she immediately gave the order.
The man in white trembled all over, and finally looked at Ji Ruyan, "Who do you think you are, and why should I show you the dragon needle?"
"Just because I know the Dragon Needle!"
Ji Ruyan sat down on the chair in front of the man in white and said seriously.
When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately started talking and looked at Ji Ruyan blankly, as if he heard wrongly.
The man in white was more direct, "You know the magic dragon needle. You are a female child, how could you know such a magic needle? Aren't you afraid that your tongue will be offended by your lies?"
Ji Ruyan chuckled, "I can, that's why I said it. If you can't, of course you are afraid of exposing your tongue. You are not a silver-faced miracle doctor at all, so why bother pretending in front of me? Don't you know, you
Auntie, am I the silver-faced, miracle doctor?"
Ji Ruyan took out a silver mask from the space and placed it coldly on the table.
The shopkeeper saw the mask on the table, couldn't help but swallowed, and glanced at his young master.
Although the mask of my young master is somewhat similar to the mask that the lady took out, it is not as refined as the silver mask of the lady.
The most important thing is that the silver mask on the table has a complicated pattern that no one else can imitate!
The man in white looked at the silver mask on the table blankly, and finally reached out and took off the mask from his face.
"Are you the silver-faced miraculous doctor?"
The man in white murmured.
Ji Ruyan looked at him coldly, "Why are you pretending to be the Silver-faced Miracle Doctor, and why are you making some kind of Zhuyan Pill here to deceive people?"
"Uncle Zhao, you go down first."
"Young Master..."
Uncle Zhao was a little worried, afraid that the young master would be harmed.
"Uncle Zhao, go down, I'll be fine."
The man in white sent the shopkeeper away, and he knelt down in front of Ji Ruyan with a plop, "My name is Guo Nu, and I am the young master of Guo Ji's elixir shop. I was really desperate. In order to support my father's elixir shop, my father died before he died.
I told you that even if you sell the iron, you will never let the elixir shop be sold. After my father died, I heard someone say that there was a silver-faced miracle doctor in the world.
.In order for the elixir shop to survive, I have to steal the name of this miracle doctor."
"Even if what you said is true, from what I can see, the scale of Guo Ji's Pill Shop is not small. Even if you want to support a pill shop, selling Zhuyan Pill once, ten thousand taels is enough for your expenses."
Ji Ruyan told the truth and did not fully believe what the other party said.
