The Beauty's Personal Doctor

M City, Huayu manor.

In the early morning, the sun is shining high, and the garden in the villa is full of flowers. The fragrance is pleasant. In the sun, it is full of fragrance.

In the hall, a noble middle-aged man in a white shirt was sitting on the sofa, smoking one after another. The ashtray on the marble table was full of cigarette ends.

Soon, this cigarette had been smoked again. He pressed out the cigarette end and left it in the ashtray. Just as he was about to smoke another cigarette, he suddenly called impatiently, "Uncle Chong, is uncle Lin back?"

An old man dressed as a servant answered outside the hall, "boss, not yet."

Depressed middle-aged people, only to continue smoking.

At the suburban airport, moye is swaggering out of the station carrying a cloth bag. He is 18 years old, wearing a white casual suit. He bought it at the stall for 180 yuan. Although he is not noble, he looks very handsome, so he looks very temperament.

With a trace of ancient spirit in his eyes, as he walked, he glanced back and forth to the crowd outside the station. Suddenly, he saw a man in a suit holding up a sign that said, "doctor moye!

As soon as his eyes brightened, he strode over and laughed at the man: "uncle, did boss Han ask you to come?"

This man is about fifty or sixty years old. He is tall and has a lot of style. He looks at moye, looks up and down, and then nods: "are you the miracle doctor moye that the boss said?"

Moye grinned and said, "it's just moye."

The man turned his eyes, it seems a little inconceivable, do not understand such a small doll, Mao has not grown, how dare to call the doctor, but thought that this is the boss's order, so politely said: "my name is Lin Han, Mr. Mo, please."

Moye followed him to the parking lot. Soon, Linhan had driven a Bentley out. After moye got on, they drove to Huayu manor together.

"Lin Bo, how old is boss Han's daughter this year?"

"Eighteen."

Moye's eyes turned and asked with a smile, "do you have an object?"

Lin Han wiped a sweat, thinking, is this guy here to see a doctor or to inquire about people, some reluctantly said: "Miss Hanxi because of illness, high school courses, are specially invited tutor, never went to school, these three years has been in the villa, never contact with outsiders."

Mo Xie said with a smile: "it's still a pure gold, ha ha."

Lin Han turned his lips. He seemed quite dissatisfied with this guy's rambling tone, but because of the boss's face, he didn't show it deliberately.

About an hour later, they had entered Huayu manor.

Han Chong, an old servant outside the villa hall, reported to the middle-aged man in the room, "boss, Lin Bo is back."

The middle-aged man rushed out of the hall at once.

At this time, Lin Han just stopped the car.

Moye also jumped out of the car. He looked at the flowers in the garden. He couldn't help praising: "living here is like a fairyland!"

The middle-aged man came to him, without saying a word, already took his hand: "Mr. moye, you'd better help me to see Xi'er's condition first."

Moye speechless, it seems that I didn't expect that Han Xiaotian, one of the three group managers in M City, would be so flustered: "boss Han, isn't he in such a hurry?"

Han Xiaotian looks dignified, "Xi'er hasn't eaten for two days and nights. Mr. moye, you must save her."

Moye waved his hand and made an OK gesture, "don't worry, boss Han, as long as people are still alive, I will never let her die."

In the middle of the conversation, the two men had entered the hall, followed the steps and came upstairs.

Han Xiaotian comes to a bedroom and pushes the door in.

Moxie went in and saw a pale girl lying on the bed.

All around the room, there was a high-end atmosphere. The girl was beautiful, but she was sick and very haggard.

She did not move her head, but turned her eyes, glanced at her father and said, "Dad, is this the miracle doctor you invited?"

Han Xiaotian was stunned, and then immediately said, "hee'er, although Mr. moye is young, he was introduced by an old friend of your father and me for many years. Anyway, you have to try."

Moye is also quite depressed in his heart. He is so handsome and his aura is so roaring. Why do some people always have doubts about him!

He grinned: "Xi'er, don't worry. Let me feel your pulse. It's absolutely OK."

A trace of disgust flashed in the girl's colorless eyes: "my name is Han Xi."

Moye wry smile: "well, Hanxi is Hanxi, now can we start to see a doctor?"

Han Xiaotian immediately said: "of course."

Moye: "since you can, please go out first, boss Han, and I'll let you know when I'm finished."

Han Xiaotian immediately opened his mouth and said, "I want to go out, too."

Moye naturally nodded: "absolutely want to go out, I give people medical treatment, never allow outsiders present, if boss Han can't believe me, I can go now."

"Yes, absolutely!"

With a trace of hesitation on his face, he looked at Han Xi and went out.

Seeing his father's departure, Han Xi immediately took back his eyes and did not look at moxie: "you don't need to make a mystery. In recent years, many experts and professors have diagnosed me, but no one can see anything."

Mo Xie said with a smile: "it's normal, because they are only experts and professors, but they are not miracle doctors!"

With that, he leaned forward and lifted the bedding on Han Xi's body.

Han Xi did not eat for two days, and his delicate body was weak and unable to move, so he was full of panic: "what are you going to do?"

"Feel the pulse!"

"Isn't it a wrist to feel the pulse?"

Moye, however, has a big God. He reaches out his hand innocuously to solve Hanxi's pajamas: "my rule is that the pulse of a woman is the mouth of the heart, and the pulse of a man is the wrist."

Han xidun blushed with anger: "you are shameless!"

Moye is serious: "Xi'er, I'm not shameless, but a woman's body is negative, her heart pulse is clearer, and a man's masculine is powerful, and her wrist is OK."

Seeing that his pink clothes had fallen into his eyes, Han Xi said angrily, "my name is Han Xi!"

Moxie shrunk his hand and scratched his head: "look at my memory, hehe, are you ready now?"

Han Xi stares at him: "you don't want to!"

Moye ha ha ha a smile, face with a little rogue and lewd: "Han Xi, your father but gave you to me, now, you don't seem to want to also can't, really want to call, maybe I can only do something to you."

At the end of the speech, he has already bent his fingers on Han Xi. Han Xi wants to cry out, but he finds that he can't speak any more.

Then moye would dial the clothes, and suddenly a touch of suede like skin, showing, almost flashing moye's eyes.

Han Xi's eyes are full of tears. It seems hard to accept that his body is seen by such a stranger.

And it was touched by moye.

At the moment, moye's hand has been tightly attached to Hanxi's heart, while exploring the pulse, it is infatuated, comfortable.

Soon, he withdrew his hand to help Han Xi clean up her clothes, and then opened her mute acupoint: "you are poisoned. You move to your heart step by step along your blood, but this poison will not make you die immediately. Instead, it will erode your essence and make you weak. After the end of every month, you will suffer a great pain until you lose your essence and blood, If you can't drink it, you will eventually die“

Han Xi was shocked: "how do you know?"

Moye laughed: "I said it, I'm a miracle doctor!"

"Can you help me?"

"Of course“

Han Xi immediately said, "then hurry up“

Moye said, "but I'm afraid you won't."

Han Xi's face was full of anger: "what are you going to do again?"

"Kick up a cloud of dust," I am not a mystery, but a very peculiar method of treating this poison. First, I must force my Joyoung magic. Second, I want to see your upper body, and keep the hiding place of this insect at any time. After all, it melts in blood, and it can only be seen by naked body when it is peristalsis in the body.

Han Xi had just heard moye tell the changes of his condition in recent years. He thought he was really capable.

At the moment, hearing this, her cheek was bloody and her face was thin and angry: "it's a miracle doctor's skill. I think it's a magic wand. You little magic wand, get out of here!"

Moye immediately said: "Xi'er, I'm not a god stick, but a god doctor. I have professional ethics. Now what age, you won't still stick to such shallow feudal consciousness."

This smelly rascal actually said he was shallow. Hum, when you cure me, I'll dig your eyes!

She made up her mind, so she said, "OK, let's start now."