Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 848 Who is the waste?
Feng Qingge deliberately raised the volume so that the entire Imperial Garden could hear it.

As soon as this sentence came out, it was tantamount to admitting Nan Mufeng's condition in disguise.

Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!
When the people around heard the words, the uproar in their mouths suddenly became louder.

All of them stretched their necks scramblingly, waiting to see the good show in front of them.

"Hmph, of course."

Situ Jiao raised her chin with disdain, and said triumphantly.

This time...

This bitch finally admits that he is a waste, right?

"Are you sure that anyone who can't heal His Royal Highness is a waste?"

The corner of Feng Qingge's lips curled up, and she asked again.

"Are you deaf, little trash? I'm sure that anyone who can't cure the prince of Nanze Kingdom is trash."

Situ Jiao shouted with a domineering face.

Behind her, the faces of Yao Po and Chu Xian'er gradually became gloomy at some point.

"very good."

Feng Qingge laughed.

Suddenly, he turned his gaze and cast his eyes on Yao Po's face.

"Head of Medicine, have you heard it? A disciple of the noble sect publicly admitted that you are a waste, and even the illness of His Royal Highness cannot be cured."

"what?"

Upon hearing Feng Qingge's words, Situ Jiao obviously hadn't recovered yet.

Confused, she turned around and looked at the medicine woman behind her, and screamed at Feng Qingge.

"Feng Qingge, you little trash, what are you talking about?"

What waste?
When did she admit that she is useless as the head of the sect?
Looking at Situ Jiao's puzzled expression, and the gloomy faces of Yao Po and Chu Xian'er.

The smile on Feng Qingge's face suddenly became wider.

"Master of medicine, your alchemy technique even embarrasses the disciples of your sect. It's really..."

Feng Qingge's voice has not finished yet.

In the crowd, a loud voice came out of nowhere.

"It's really embarrassing."

Puff!

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd watching the excitement all around burst into laughter.

Amidst the loud voice, Yao Po and Chu Xian'er's complexions suddenly darkened again.

"Hahaha...to say that his head is a waste, this IQ is really weak."

"That's it."

"No wonder even the medicine cauldron can be blown up. Tsk tsk... I really don't know how she was selected into the Yaoxian sect."

"However, the dignified head of the Immortal Medicine Sect can't cure Prince Nanze's illness. What is it if it's not trash?"

In a series of loud ridicules.

Yun Jingyan covered his stomach, and laughed with a painful expression on his face.

"Hahahahaha... shame, shame. This idiom is good, I like it... ouch, shame."

Yun Jingyan was out of breath laughing, and amidst the violent laughter, his stomach had already started to hurt.

On the other hand, the complexions of Yaopo and the others were as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Situ Jiao explained loudly with a look of panic.

"What are you talking about, you bitch? When did this lady say that our head is a waste? This lady is obviously talking about you, you."

"Hmph, Feng Qingge. Could it be that you were unable to cure the prince of Nanze Kingdom, and you were exposed by this lady, and you became angry from embarrassment, right?"

Speaking of this, Situ Jiao seemed to have discovered some new continent, pointing at Feng Qingge's nose and shouting.

"enough."

On the side, Yaopo suddenly spoke with a gloomy face, interrupting her words.

(End of this chapter)