Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 1408 Not here to find fault

The middle-aged man didn't ask any more questions, and after he did it one by one, he went back to sit down at the carved table in the outer room, and waited quietly.

Lin Xiaofu also washed his hands and put on silk gloves.

When she came back, she took out several homemade fine cotton masks and handed them to the middle-aged man and Mr. Yan.

"Others stand farther away, don't let my breath blow away my medicine powder, it will be bad." Lin Xiaofu said and stared at the follower again.

"Don't you have any more face towels?"

The attendant watched Lin Xiaofu do a series of things, and the master cooperated very well, so naturally he would not stop him, he glanced at the medicine box.

"It's gone." Lin Xiaofu put on the last mask for himself, and then glanced at the slumped follower.

"If you are worried, you can draw your sword and stand guard at the stairs. My guy plans to stay in the bunk and don't come up unless you are told."

After she said that, the old entourage blushed and looked at the master with embarrassment. Seeing that the master did not speak, he stepped back a few steps and stood at the stairs, but he didn't really draw his sword, he just stood there.

"Master Shao." Yang Qing looked at Lin Xiaofu.

"Go ahead. They are here to treat illnesses. The scene is getting bigger but they are not here to find fault. You guard the shop and say it is closed when guests come."

Lin Xiaofu gave orders calmly, and seeing that she looked the same, Yang Qing led the staff downstairs.

It is not surprising that Mrs. Shaozhuang is a powerful doctor when a patient comes to treat a disease.

After everyone else left, Lin Xiaofu took out his tools and said, "Your fingers are connected to your heart. It will hurt a little if you pierce it. Just bear with it. This is a medical skill, not a punishment. Don't report it to me in the future. I am very sorry." Afraid of pain."

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched a few times, and for the first time he looked at the busy little girl with a speechless expression.

"Ben... Did your lord misunderstand you? Don't worry, as long as you cure me well, you will be rewarded and will never retaliate against you."

"Thank you, my lord. The little lady grew up in the mountains and fields. She has only seen a police officer on the street, but she has never seen a bigger official, so she is afraid, so she can't help but think a little bit more. I hope my lord is not to blame."

Lin Xiaofu smiled slightly and said, just when the middle-aged man was about to speak, the cross silver needle was plunged down, causing him to frowned with a soft cry.

The attendant at the stairs felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest, but he held back when he thought of something.

Lin Xiaofu pinched the pierced ring finger and moved it to the top of the uncorked porcelain bottle, squeezed several times, but the bright red blood dripped down to the bottom of the snow-white porcelain bottle with a hint of pink.

The space seemed to be suffocated for a moment, no one spoke, and everyone's eyes fell on the porcelain bottle.

When Lin Xiaofu felt the finger tremble suddenly, she let go of her hand, took out a small ball of cotton with silver tweezers, quickly rolled it up on a small bamboo stick, and pressed it on the finger.

After instructing the middle-aged man to hold down the cotton ball, she quickly put down the tool and got busy again.

She took out a small silver plate and scooped a few drops of blood onto the silver plate with a tremella spoon.

The silver plate did not turn black, and she took a few drops into the porcelain plate on the other side, but there was no change, but as she opened a few bottles and added some medicine powder, the blood in the porcelain plate gradually turned black.

Yan Langzhong was so angry that he didn't dare to show it, but the flapping of the mask he was wearing showed his nervousness at the moment.

The middle-aged man also lowered his eyebrows, and his face looked bad.

Lin Xiaofu scooped the black blood from the porcelain plate into the silver plate, mixing it with the original blood.

(End of this chapter)