Quick Transmigration: I'm a little expert at dismantling CP

Chapter 489 Hello, East Leader

Perform a set of swordsmanship to prove that you are almost good enough to leave Hidden Sword Villa!
Now that Wuma Ying said so, Sang Xin drew her sword out of its sheath without saying a word, and performed a sword dance. She swung her sword at the air on the way. In fact, she really wanted to chop something to prove her power.

But this is Mr. Wu's study, not a firewood house or a forest. If you cut down someone else's things casually, you have to pay for it, and you don't know how much the cut things are worth?
If it is very expensive or is ripped off by others, then it will be a big loss!
So afterward, after finishing the set of sword dance, Sang Xin felt very dissatisfied.

In order to enhance her expressive power, Sang Xin decided to invite Wumaying to go to the small forest to have a look again. Then the baby will definitely cut down a circle of trees, enough for you to use for several days!

Anyway, although the hidden sword villa is called a villa, it is not a big place and there are not many people!
Sang Xin felt that this method was very good, but when she was about to make a proposal, Wuma Ying had already taken the lead, and saw that the other party got up and put down the teacup and walked towards Sang Xin, but what she said was wrong.

"Miss Ximen, you are just recovering from a serious illness. It is better not to eat too much greasy food. Usually some small porridge and side dishes are the most beneficial to your body. Of course, I am not saying this because we are stingy at Cangjian Villa, it is purely for you Physical considerations, you know, I am a..."

"You are a very competent doctor!" Sang Xin took the conversation with great difficulty, and interrupted hastily. This Mr. Wu also has a fatal flaw, which is long-windedness.

If you want him to talk all the time, he can probably talk non-stop for two or three hours!
The problem is that people are willing to talk, but Sang Xin doesn't want to listen!She was in a hurry, she had really wasted a long time!
"Mr. Wu, I understand what you mean, but since I can eat greasy things like pig's trotters, it means that I am almost healed. If I can dance swords, it means that I am already almost healed, so I can Have you left here?"

Sang Xin spoke so fast that even Wuma Ying couldn't get in the conversation.

But immediately, Wumaying used another but to break Sang Xin's fantasy.

"Miss Ximen, I am a doctor, and I must be responsible for my patients! Besides, I don't think you are thorough!"

As he spoke, he strolled over and slapped Sang Xin on the shoulder unexpectedly, and then heard a muffled groan, and Sang Xin fell to the ground with a pale face, and didn't get up for a long time.

It turned out that Wuma Ying's seemingly inadvertent strike just now hit a fatal wound on this body.

Sang Xin admits that she has not healed yet, but there is no such doctor who slaps the patient's wound directly, and Wu Maying also has some martial arts, his seemingly light slap is actually very powerful, so Sang Xin My heart became more angry.

"Wumaying, are you sick in your head or are you sick? You also said that you are a good doctor. Do you treat patients like this?"

Sang Xin gritted her teeth and got up from the ground, barely waved her arms to brush off the dust on her clothes, and roared at Wuma Ying.

But the man on the opposite side was not angry at all, but instead asked: "You can treat yourself like this, why can't I treat you like this?"

What she said was straightforward, as if Sang Xin had tormented herself.

(End of this chapter)