The wooden door of the room closed automatically with a "bang" sound.
The cold and dim atmosphere in the room sent shivers down her spine.
Ji Wanrong frowned in confusion when she heard the voice calling herself "Ghost Hand Miracle Doctor".
She turned around following the sound, and what she saw was the woman's pointed chin.
She was sitting sideways, with dazzling sunlight streaming in from the window. The white light outlined half of her body, while her face was hidden in the darkness. Only her white chin and rich red lips could be seen.
It also makes her more mysterious and unapproachable.
The woman in front of her was so beautiful that her age was hard to tell. She looked like she was twenty years old, but Ji Wanrong estimated that she was probably in her thirties.
The first words she spoke were full of joy and excitement: "Miracle Doctor with Ghost Hands, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for more than ten years!"
Ji Wanrong was suddenly confused. She shook her head in confusion: "I'm not the magic doctor you said. Maybe you got the wrong person."
"Then do you know medical skills?" The woman raised her eyebrows.
"I do know medical skills. I came to Miaoshou Hall today. In addition to buying top-quality medicinal materials, I also want to do business with you." Ji Wanrong replied.
She was worried that she wouldn't have a chance before, but now that the hall master had mistaken her for the ghost-hand miracle doctor, she had to seize this opportunity and put forward her own purpose first.
She summoned Baian Pills from space, pretended to take them out of her purse, then took two steps forward and placed the pills in the woman's hand.
"Although you have mistaken the person, we can still do business. This is the pill I developed, and I found that although Miaoshou Tang sells the original strains of medicinal materials, it does not sell pills. You are a businessman, you should know that this is a business opportunity .”
The hall master didn't even look at the Baianwan in his hand, but looked at Ji Wanrong lustfully, not feeling at all that he had recognized the wrong person.
She said with a smile: "You have medical skills, how can you not be a magic doctor with ghost hands? I didn't expect you to be so beautiful. I really feel pity for you."
Seeing that what she was talking about was not the same thing at all, Ji Wanrong's mouth twitched: "Is it possible that all the people in the world who know medical skills are magic doctors with ghost hands?"
"None of them are, only you are." Her words were somewhat certain.
"But I really am not." Ji Wanrong was helpless.
As soon as the hall master heard this, he picked up the Baian pill at hand with his fingers painted with bright red nails, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully.
Then he narrowed his eyes and said in a charming tone: "But I only do business with the ghost-hand miracle doctor."
When Ji Wanrong heard this, he knew that she wanted to make him admit that he was a magic doctor with ghost hands, so he agreed to do business with her.
Although she could tell that the hall master had no ill intentions, she didn't know what her purpose was.
Could it be that she had to admit that she was a ghost-hand miracle doctor, and use this identity to add beauty to Miaoshou Hall and attract customers?
Ji Wanrong felt that it shouldn't be that simple.
With all the money ahead of her, Ji Wanrong chose to give in: "Okay, I can be."
"No, you must be." The woman suddenly stood up from the soft couch and said firmly.
Ji Wanrong looked at her silently.
But he saw the hall master slowly walking to his side and lifting up the long sleeve of his right hand.
Ji Wanrong didn't take it seriously at first, until he saw her five fingers painted with bright red kodan, but the last finger was not painted.
She actually has six fingers?
In modern times, the phenomenon of polydactyly can be removed through plastic surgery, and it is not uncommon for people.
But in ancient times, if someone had six fingers, it would be considered a disability, and it would most likely be regarded as a disaster and a heresy.
If the baby is a girl, it is more likely that she will be drowned at birth.
And not only did she survive, but she also became the master of the Miaoshou Hall. What would happen to her was simply unimaginable.
The hall master lowered his eyes, covered the back of his hand with his sleeve again, and asked.
"Six-finger heresy, you said you could cure it; I have been waiting for you for more than ten years, and I just want to ask you if what you said at the beginning is true?"
Ji Wanrong was stunned for a moment. She carefully considered the equipment in her space and confirmed that she had the conditions for treatment before nodding.
She said seriously: "It can be cured."
"But I'm curious. Have you ever seen the ghost-hand miracle doctor? How did you know that I am the ghost-hand miracle doctor you are looking for? Just based on my medical skills? What's more, I couldn't have seen him more than ten years ago. Pass you."
When the hall master heard Ji Wanrong's answer, the smile on his face gradually widened: "I don't know the appearance of the ghost-hand miracle doctor, and I don't know whether he is a boy or a girl, but I know you are."
"Why?"
Her passionate red lips made her look charming and charming: "I'll tell you the secret after you cure it!"
Ji Wanrong was helpless, yet curious, and eager to try.
"Okay, three days later, please prepare an empty and clean room, and please trust me, and only let me be present. I will help you complete the operation, and please tell me the origin of the ghost-hand miracle doctor. .”
"As for your long-term cooperation with Miaoshou Hall, I won't take any advantage from you!" The hall leader agreed simply, and even took the initiative to bring up the cooperation, with a somewhat arrogant expression.
"Okay!" Ji Wanrong also smiled.
After the hall master put on a black cloak and a black veil, he personally sent Ji Wanrong out.
When he arrived at the first floor of Miaoshou Hall, Ji Wanrong discovered that no one had left, including Princess Chuyang and Ji Yunyao.
They really wanted to see Ji Wanrong being a born evil star, offending the hall master due to his poor medical skills, and being kicked out.
But none of them expected that the famous hall master would appear in front of everyone to see Ji Wanrong off!
The hall master personally delivered the packaged medicinal materials to Ji Wanrong's hands.
When Princess Chuyang saw this, her eyes flickered and she stood there obediently.
When Ji Wanrong took out the banknote, the hall master smiled brightly: "These things are just a greeting gift. I like you very much."
Ji Wanrong actually fell into the hall master's eyes? !
Ji Yunyao had adjusted her emotions now and pretended to be generous and decent again, but looking at the scene in front of her, her face was still a little in disbelief.
She tried her best to put on a dignified smile: "I'm sorry, sister. You never wanted to study before, and you didn't even know a few words. Even my grandmother was taken care of by myself, so I didn't know that you had superb medical skills. You just said Said that."
"Everything is my fault. My sister may have been too busy taking care of her grandmother recently, so she misunderstood you."
Everyone was a little moved when they heard this. Ji Yunyao was the best filial daughter in the world. She was tired enough from taking care of her grandmother. Sometimes she said the wrong thing.
Ji Wanrong naturally understood the implication of Ji Yunyao's words, but she did not refute, but smiled meaningfully.
"You don't need to be pretentious. Medical skills have never been something that allows you to gain fame. The higher you climb by relying on things that don't belong to you, the harder you will fall in the end."
"Ji Yunyao, the road is still long, we can wait and see."
Ji Wanrong's merciless words fell to the ground, and Ji Yunyao's body shook twice.
Before she could stand upright, she heard the sound of horse hooves.
A voice filled with great anger reached everyone's ears.
"Hypocritical? I heard from the Nanyang Marquis and his wife that it was Yao'er who took care of my grandmother all the time. You did nothing, and you didn't even have the medical skills to treat your grandmother. What qualifications do you have to say such a thing to Yao'er? "
After Mo Jiecheng said this, he walked up to her, grabbed Ji Wanrong's wrist, and clamped her hand.
"Ji Wanrong, I also want you to remember. Medical skills are not a gold medal to avoid death. It does not mean that you can gain fame and reputation by pretending to save a few people with your medical skills, and you can avoid death by relying on your medical skills."
His cold words were filled with endless anger.
capital offense?
Ji Wanrong was slightly startled.
