The first daughter is poisonous: Miss waste material is not easy to mess with

Chapter 259 Senior Murong's Request ([-])

　"Are you looking for a doctor for me again? Besides, is this... little girl?" Murong Ranmo frowned slightly, seeming a little impatient.

　It can't be his fault. He has seen many doctors over the years, and there are quite a few of them. In the end, no one can cure him.

　"Ranmo, what are you talking about!" Mr. Murong was a little unhappy seeing Murong Ranmo disrespecting Beitang Qingyi, although he was also surprised that Yunge's closed-door disciple was a little girl, but it didn't mean he would doubt it her abilities.

　This little girl has a top-notch level of medicine, as can be seen from the marrow-cleaning, bone-cutting and beauty-enhancing pill she made, and she is also very smart. "Four hundred million.

　"Isn't this a little girl?" Murong Ranmo smiled, and actually reached out to pinch Beitang Qingyi's face, "Are you 12 years old? Little sister is so cute."

　"Dye ink! Don't be rude!"

　"What kind of patient is your grandson?" Beitang Qingyi peeled off the two paws on her face, thinking she was a toy!She felt she was being played.

　"That's right, where am I... Poof..." Murong Ranmo had just finished speaking halfway, when suddenly his face turned pale and he vomited a mouthful of blood. Edition Daiyu.

　"Come on!" Old Man Murong shouted while anxiously supporting Murong Ranmo, Beitang Qingyi supported Murong Ranmo with him, and finally believed that he was a patient.

　"Ranmo is like this, the situation is very unstable, good and bad, most of the time it is bad." Mr. Murong explained.

　Helping him to the bed, Beitang Qingyi felt his pulse.

　Beitang Qingyi frowned slightly, seeing that Mr. Murong was very nervous.

　"My favorite flower is the calla lily. Don't forget to prepare more for the funeral." Murong Ranmo said with a smile on his bloodless face.

　"Stop underestimating me!" Beitang Qingyi snorted softly, this guy is still in the mood to joke at this point.

　His condition is indeed not optimistic. This is not a disease, but a physical problem.

　Beitang Qingyi has learned a lot of medicine that is more suitable for this world in the classics left by Hua Xianyue, and there are many related to the cultivation of physical fitness.

　Murong Ranmo's physique has dual elements of ice and fire. Whether it is an ice mage like Huangfuming or a fire mage like Chu Qingchen, they are all extremely powerful attribute types. However, if the physique can match both ice and fire at the same time If they are friendly, they will devour each other, and even affect the body, and generally they will not live long.

　Such is the case with Murong Ranmo.

　Beitang Qingyi checked his body while flipping through similar books in the space, and sure enough, he found an introduction to Murong Ranmo's constitution and a treatment method.

　"Fifth genius doctor, is there a way?" Seeing Beitang Qingyi let go of Murong Ranmo's hand, old man Murong asked a little nervously.

　"There is a way, but a very precious fairy grass is needed as a medicine."

　This kind of fairy grass is quite an exception. Generally speaking, plants that are very common on the earth are very common here, but rare Chinese herbal medicines are very common here.The reason why Beitang Qingyi answered so hesitantly was because she was not sure whether there were such plants in this world, and even Hua Nongying couldn't answer this question.

　But in all the classics left by Hua Xianyue, the prescriptions that can adjust Murong Ziye's physique must use this fairy grass as a medicine guide.

　"What fairy grass? Just tell me, the fifth genius doctor, no matter what it is, I will try my best to find it!"

　"This kind of fairy grass has been recorded in many books, 'There is a grass with bright stems, and the night is like a golden lamp, and the broken branches are turned into torches, which illuminate the shape of ghosts. If you take this grass often, when the night is dark, you will see the light in your abdomen." "

　"Cave Underworld Grass!"

(End of this chapter)