doctor girl

Chapter 844 Let me kneel down for you!
Zhang Ting was surprised after hearing her words.

Unexpectedly, they came up with such a big condition.

"What good does this do for you? You have taken back the country of Wu, but you have to agree to Dayong's conditions. Don't you think you are at a disadvantage by doing this?" Zhang Ting asked, looking at her puzzled.

Yingmei smiled and shook her head, "You don't understand, Uzbekistan belongs to our king, and now Sac is just using despicable means to snatch it away, I will not let my king's things be taken away, I want to take it back .”

Seeing the determination in others' eyes, Zhang Ting sighed, "I'll ask someone to pass this matter to the higher side for you. As for the final result, it's not up to us to decide."

"I know, I know, thank you." Yingmei bowed several times towards Zhang Ting with a grateful expression.

After talking about this somewhat unpleasant matter, the matter was quickly turned to another page by the two of them.

"By the way, I haven't seen you for so long, what happened to the child portrait I drew for you last time?" Zhang Ting asked her.

There was a wry smile on Nayingmi's beautiful and delicate face.

"There is no news at all. I asked people to take this portrait and go out to look for it. I found many children who resembled this portrait. Unfortunately, none of them are my sons."

Zhang Ting had already guessed this ending in his heart.

When people wanted to draw it by herself, she could tell that the child in that portrait had many similarities with most other children, and it would be a ghost if she could find it.

"Don't be discouraged. You have worked so hard to find your child. One day, God will be moved by your sincerity and return the child to you."

After much deliberation, Zhang Ting finally could only think of this sentence to comfort his sad mood.

Yingmei didn't know how many times she had heard such similar words.

So when he heard Zhang Ting's words, he just pursed his lips and smiled lightly.

"It's only now that I know that you are not only good at painting, but also have excellent medical skills." Na Yingmei looked at Zhang Ting with envy.

An embarrassing blush crossed Zhang Ting's face, "No way, these are all rumored by others, and my medical skills are only half-baked."

"Actually, besides asking you for help, I have one more thing I want to ask you for help." Na Yingmei looked at Zhang Ting and said directly.

Zhang Ting was confused by these straightforward words.

After a while, I asked her with the corners of my mouth, "I don't know if there is anything else I can help you with?"

"There must be rumors that the great king of our country is dead!" Yingmei suddenly said this sentence as if she was talking to herself.

Zhang Ting, who was sitting beside her, became even more confused when he heard this sentence.

After Na Yingmei finished speaking, she looked up and found Zhang Ting beside her with a confused expression.

Immediately, Yingmei lowered her head and smiled, and patted her forehead, "Look at me, you don't know anything, okay, let me tell you in detail, you must keep this matter a secret for me. Don't let anyone know about this, okay?"

Seeing Zhang Ting's cautious expression made her panic.

"Since what you want to talk about is so important, don't tell me, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it a secret." Zhang Ting looked at her with a look of fear and said.

Na Yingmei reached out to hold her hand, stared at Zhang Ting sincerely and said, "I must explain this matter to you clearly, because this matter is closely related to my request for your help."

Zhang Ting really wants to tell others that since it is inconvenient to say it, then don't say it.

But judging by his posture, he seemed to have to say something.

Na Yingmei held Zhang Ting's hand, and before speaking, she scanned the surroundings to make sure that there was no one eavesdropping, and then said slowly, "Miss Zhang Ting, I would like to ask you to see a doctor for the king of our country."

"Isn't the king of your country already like this?" Zhang Ting made a deadly gesture.

The beautiful eyes of Yingmei glared at Zhang Ting lightly.

If someone else said this sentence, she would definitely kill the person who said it.

"This is a misinformation. It is to let the people in Wuguo think that our king is gone, so that they can relax their vigilance." Na Yingmei whispered into Zhang Ting's ear.

Zhang Ting said "Oh", and saw that he was talking in a low voice, so he had to do like him, and could only ask in a low voice, "Then can I ask what kind of disease your king is suffering from?"

But she guessed that it must be a serious illness, otherwise, how could the king of such a dignified tribe be reduced to the point where the illness cannot be cured.

Yingmei coughed lightly, and put her mouth close to Zhang Ting's ear, "It's poisoning, our king has a poison that our doctors there can't cure."

Zhang Ting chuckled, but no matter how you look at it, the meaning in this smile is a bit far-fetched.

"Then Yingmei, you seem to have hired the wrong person. You doctors are helpless to cure the disease, and I can't cure it. I think you should find a doctor who can cure your king's disease."

It's a joke, the doctor there can't cure the poison, Zhang Ting doesn't believe that he can cure the poison that they can't cure when he goes there.

It is the most troublesome to treat the big man.

If it is cured, they will thank you very much. If it is not cured, they will take away their little life. Zhang Ting dare not gamble with his little life.

She is living so well here now, and she is still very satisfied with her current life, so she doesn't want to give up her life so soon.

"I can't help it. The doctors there can't help me. I heard that your medical skills are very good. Ms. Zhang Ting, please help our king, please." Na Yingmei begged, He stood up suddenly, bent his feet, and knelt down toward Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting reached out to stop her in time.

"Don't be like this, you, the queen of Wu, don't kneel down to me, I can't bear it." Zhang Ting held her arm tightly so that she couldn't kneel down.

Yingmei raised her head and looked at Zhang Ting with a pitiful expression on her face, "As long as I don't kneel down for you, have you promised to treat our king?"

Zhang Ting looked embarrassed.

"Then Yingmei, aren't you threatening me? I really can't help you." Zhang Ting wrinkled his pretty face and looked at her with a helpless expression.

As soon as Zhang Ting's words fell, Zhang Ting suddenly felt that the arm he was holding was being swung away forcefully.

"Ai, ai, what are you doing? Why are you kneeling down again? I beg you, don't kneel down. Is it okay? Let me kneel down." Zhang Ting knelt down Yingmei knelt down on the ground.

He kowtowed to her several more times.

"Miss Zhang Ting, don't act like this. I am the one who begged you for help. I should be the one to kowtow to you." Yingmei was startled, and stopped Zhang Ting with both hands in a panic.

(End of this chapter)