"Shut up." Ma Yuanwai quickly interrupted An Xiyue's words, leaned close to An Xiyue and whispered: "Can you really cure my concubine?"
An Xiyue suddenly felt nauseated when she saw the fat Ma Yuan Wai approaching. Ma Yuan Wai had an unpleasant smell, like a rancid smell soaked in drugs for a long time, which made her stomach churn.
An Xiyue quickly took two steps back and said, "Since Mr. Ma doesn't believe it, it's better to invite someone else. Senior brother, let's go."
Yu Wenjing glanced at An Xiyue. This little girl tried to trick people and did one thing after another. However, her acupuncture skills were indeed very powerful. An Xiyue, a delicate and weak little girl, could do the needles quickly and hard. It is accurate, and the acupuncture points are not bad at all. In addition to being talented, it also requires long-term practice and polishing to master this good acupuncture technique.
An Xiyue and Yu Wenjing turned around as they said this. Ma Yuan had been ill for many years, and if left untreated for a long time, it had become a stubborn disease. Unexpectedly, the boy in front of him only took two glances to find out his disease. The pain really made it difficult for him to sleep at night. , let alone having sex with a woman.
Ma Yuanwai quickly said: "How much does it cost for a miracle doctor to treat me? Please give me a price."
An Xiyue smiled slightly and said, "Master Ma is so cheerful, so let's see a doctor first."
Entering Jiu Yiniang's wing, An Xiyue's eyes lit up with the fresh and elegant decoration style. She suddenly felt that it was a little incompatible with the luxurious atmosphere outside. Every maid served her tremblingly and carefully.
Yu Wenjing whispered in a low voice: "I would rather be a rich man's concubine than a poor man's wife. This Ma Yuanwai is really kind to his concubine. There can be so many people in one concubine."
An Xiyue glanced at Yu Wenjing coldly and said with disapproval: "Just because there are many people serving her doesn't mean they are kind to her. Maybe they are supervision in disguise. If such a beauty is not afraid that she will fly away."
I saw a stunning beauty in her early twenties lying on the large carved sandalwood bed. She was wearing a light yellow haze skirt. Her skin was as white as a piece of paper and bloodless. Her eyes were closed tightly, and her eyelashes were as thick and curled as two The tufted cattail fan, with a pretty face, lies quietly on the bed, really like a sleeping beauty, with such fresh flowers stuck in the cow dung.
An Xiyue's eyes were fixed on Jiu Yiniang, causing the horseman to yell at the maid: "Why don't you put down the curtain quickly?"
An Xiyue took a look around. There was a faint aroma in the air, which made people feel suffocating, making them unable to breathe: "Mr. Ma, tell all these people to get out. The air quality in the wing is too bad. Too many people will affect my ability to treat patients."
The horseman hesitated for a moment and then said: "What are you doing? Get out of here."
For a moment, Yu Wenjing saw that the horseman was standing still outside, and he also issued an eviction order: "Please, Mr. Ma, please go out and wait." He, a grown man, felt a little off-putting just looking at him.
"That won't work. I have to watch you. You two grown men, who knows if your hands and feet are dishonest or not? Who knows if you have ulterior motives and evil intentions."
When Yu Wenjing heard this, he raised his feet and walked out: "I don't want to serve you anymore. If you love me to death, please die quickly. It's disgusting to watch." He suspected that he must be crazy. Why did he listen to Nangong Yuan so much? According to Yi, it has nothing to do with whether the people of Jincheng live or die. He is suspected of evil intentions by such a fat-minded person. An Xiyue is a woman, and he, a man, can have any plans or deeds towards a dying woman.
"Miracle Doctor, please stay." Suddenly, a woman dressed elegantly came in and blocked Yu Wenjing's path, pleading in her voice: "Please Doctor, please save Ninth Sister, why did she suffer this kind of thing? Ninth Sister belongs to the master. My dear, no matter how much money we spend, we have to wake up Ninth Sister. My husband is too tempered and worried about Ninth Sister's illness. Don't take it to heart, the miracle doctor."
Mrs. Ma shed tears as she spoke, as if the woman who whipped the maid last night was not her.
Yu Wenjing was most annoyed by women tugging at his clothes. Suddenly, a fierce force pushed Mrs. Ma two steps away.
Madam Ma wanted to be angry, but when she saw Yu Wenjing's handsome face clearly, the anger in her eyes instantly disappeared, her face was slightly red, she was obviously already in her forties, but she felt something strange in her heart like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. The feeling comes.
The subtle expression on Mrs. Ma's face made An Xiyue's scalp tingle. No wonder her cousin went to her grandfather to find some special concoction to apply on her face. It turned out that Mrs. Ma really had this hobby.
Mrs. Ma's eyes were shining with crystal light, and she felt that the doctor's eyes in front of her were like fog and clouds. She had never seen a man's skin so smooth and delicate, especially his lips, which were sexy and perfect, with a charming luster.
Mrs. Ma, who was over forty, was not slender and looked a bit bloated. An Xiyue pursed her lips and snickered. With Yu Wenjing's temperament, she probably never wanted to look at a woman again.
At this time, An Xiyue smiled and said slowly: "Senior brother, don't be angry. Master Ma is right to question our medical skills. After all, we are still young."
Then, An Xiyue explained to Madam Ma: "Madam, please understand..."
Mrs. Ma saw An Xiyue's face turned yellow and full of disgust. She glanced at the handsome Yu Wenjing and instantly changed her attitude and said slowly: "Doctor, there's no need to say it. We're just going out. We understand that caring leads to chaos. Then leave a maid to take care of you."
Mr. Ma glanced at Mrs. Ma coldly, and was very concerned about what An Xiyue said to him just now. He snorted coldly and casually pointed to the two maids to go in and serve her, "Take good care of Jiu Yiniang."
After Mr. Ma took Mrs. Ma out, Yu Wenjing stopped doing it and said, "What kind of bad job is this?" Do you rely on selling your beauty?
Yu Wenjing has never been so arrogant. He glared at An Xiyue coldly, and then looked at the yellow wrinkles on An Xiyue's face. He always felt that An Xiyue's dress today was a bit too much. After so long, there was no one there. Did you find out she was a woman?
An Xiyue glanced at the frightened maids. One of them was the one who was whipped last night. Her body was trembling. Then she looked at the expressions of the two maids. They should have been punished. She said coldly: "Since you are afraid, , just stay away."
After a moment, An Xiyue took out the needle and said to Yu Wenjing: "Don't be upset, help me protect Jiu Yiniang's heart, I'm going to start the acupuncture."
The two maids stared straight at An Xiyue, who was on the bed with Jiu Yiniang. They felt that the atmosphere was very strange. There had never been anyone in the Ma residence who made people feel very close to her. Even if they served Jiu Yiniang all the time, they lived in such a strange way every day. Terrified.
Normally, Jiu Yiniang and the master live alone and never need anyone to take care of them. They only hear terrifying screams from inside. But the next day when they helped Jiu Yiniang get dressed and get up, everything was quiet.
