"As for the third level..." Su Tangyu said to Su Luo seriously, "I suspect this will be the opponent's scoring point."
Su Luo: "How to say?"
Su Tangyu: "Qin Fu didn't suddenly attack, he came prepared. He was also prepared for Qin Yue's choice."
"Then do you think he hasn't prepared for these three competitions in advance?" Su Tangyu's expression was very bad. "The first one was about the literary test, the second was about the martial arts test, and the third was about being an official. Here
It also involves on-the-spot responses, staff, and case-solving...it’s extremely complicated.”
Su Tangyu looked at Su Luo worriedly: "As I said before, you didn't grow up in the Central Continent. You don't know many things, so you are at a disadvantage, especially in this third game."
Su Luo: "Then I will win the first two games directly."
As long as Su Luo wins the first two games, according to the best-of-three games system, she doesn't need to participate in the third game at all.
Su Tangyu looked at the confident Su Luo, and he didn't know what to say.
Su Luo patted Su Tangyu on the shoulder: "You have to believe me."
Su Tangyu glanced at her silently: "I also want to believe you, but this is simply impossible..."
Su Luo smiled sweetly: "Then we'll see. By the way, we can start preparing to treat Su Muyang's leg disease now."
As soon as Su Luo said these words, Su Tangyu's eyes lit up.
He looked at Su Luo in surprise: "Really? Can you really cure... Mu Yang?"
Su Luo smiled faintly: "Then we'll see."
Still the same sentence.
Su Tangyu smiled bitterly. After all, he still didn't believe that a little girl could possess the medical skills of Master Rong Yun.
Su Muyang’s Qinghui Garden.
All the medicinal materials Su Luo needs have been prepared.
Su Muyang had also washed herself and was lying on the bed.
Su Luo held a golden needle in her hand, and she wanted to use it to cross Su Muyang's acupoints.
Everyone has been cleared, and there are only two people at the scene, Su Luo and Su Muyang.
Su Muyang's clothes had been stripped off. He was lying on the bed, covered with a thin layer of cloth.
There was a faint blush on the young man's fair face. He was a little shy and a little expectant.
If his name is Aunt Luo, will he really help him heal?
Will he really be able to stand up and walk one day?
Su Muyang was both worried and full of hope.
While preparing the equipment, Su Luo said to Su Muyang: "Relax a little. I will use medicine to knock you out later. Just sleep. When you wake up, this will be cured."
Su Muyang's eyes were surprised: "Really?"
Su Luo: "Of course."
Su Muyang smiled bitterly inwardly.
Aunt Su Luo said it simply, but Su Muyang didn't believe it.
He has been through countless pharmacists over the years.
They all told him that his disease could be cured, but in the end they failed every time.
Having had too many hopes and experienced too many disappointments, Su Muyang no longer dared to have hope.
Although he thought so in his heart, Su Muyang still smiled and said: "Then I'll leave it to Aunt Luo."
Su Luo nodded.
Just as she was about to pierce the golden needle in her hand, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.
Su Luo frowned slightly.
Didn't she tell Su Tangyu before not to allow anyone to disturb her while she was performing acupuncture?
There were constant sounds of footsteps outside the door, and soon the sounds of quarreling began.