"Master Yang, the strength of this phoenix dancer, after all ..." Wang Zhaole looked at his boss with curious eyes.
The school of Yang also didn't know, he said, "Go, why haven't you come yet? You go to urge."
At this time, Yang Hong quickly followed here, and he also followed a little old man.
The college of Yang found that it was not an oriental doctor, and immediately frowned, staring at Yang Hong.
Yang Hong smiled bitterly: "It's going on, he whispered, and his temper was pleasing, but the oriental girl said that she was still ill and she couldn't cure others, and she also said ..."
Academy Yang: "What else do she say?"
Yang Hong: "She also satirizes our Fengxiao dance."
Yang Hong, Yang Hong.
Yang Hong smiled bitterly: "The oriental girl said, did you say that she was a half -step god -level pharmacist? Let her he herself."
The academy of Yang frowned: "Double the diagnosis, unwilling to come?"
Yang Hong: "People said, unless the No. 3 Lingyuan Crystal Mine is returning, it will be exempt."
Yang Hong smiled bitterly: "I later asked someone to ask someone to know. It turned out that the injuries on the oriental girl were also played by our little Feng dance."
Yangda School: "..."
He opened his mouth and wanted to say what ... I couldn't say a word in the end.
What can he say?
He is also helpless.
"Fu Pharmacist can be promoted to the emperor -level pharmacist for one step, or let him show Xiaofeng Dance?" Yang Hong asked.
What can I do?
He can only take a step back and give way to the Fu Fu Pharmacist.
Looking at Fu Pharmaceutical's pulse for Xiaofengwu, Yangda School hurts inner heart.
Why is there an imperial pharmacist next door? The most powerful one on their side is half a step behind the imperial pharmacist? He has been pressed by others.
Every time there are serious injuries to the Empire Academy, they have to go next door to ask the Oriental girl.
This Oriental Divine Doctor, she ... in a tough guy like Yang Zhihu, it is too aggressive. It belongs to the kind of person who is holding more and more proud by too many people.
But only this emperor level, what can I do? I can only pinch my nose to ask for others, and I have to provide a huge amount of diagnosis. It is really annoying.
When will Fuy Pharmacist be promoted to a imperial pharmacist! Yang Zhihu is looking forward to it.
At this time, the pharmacist has finished watching Feng Wu.
"How? What is this girl?"
Yang Zhihu saw Fu Pharmacist stood up and asked for a hurry to ask.
The pharmacist looked at Yang Zhihu, and his eyes were complicated.
Yang Zhihu was shocked in his heart. He grabbed the Fuchen Pharmacist and said urgently: "This girl! Wouldn't you get a terminal illness?! Fu Pharmacist, you speak!"
The pharmacist was almost strangled by Yang Zhihu.
"No, it's not a terminal illness." Fu Pharmaceutner waved: "She's okay."
Yang Zhihu frowned: "Why do she dizzy? Isn't her really bad?"
The weird eyes of the Fu Pharmacist looked at Yang Zhihu.
Will she have a problem?
The meridians are strong as tigers, and the blood veins are like sea flow. Is there a problem with the body?!
Fu Pharmaceutner shook his head: "She is very good."
Yang Zhihu: "Why did she faint?"
Fu Pharmaceutical: "If you don't eat for more than ten days, you can't faint?"
Yang Zhihu: "Ah? What you mean ..."
Fu Pharmacist: "Hungry, dizzy, havinghisa!"
After speaking, the pharmacist began to clean up the medicine box to go back.
In the evening, he had fallen asleep and was dragged from the bed. He thought he was ill and was ill, but the result was a little girl who was hungry ...