Bian Que glanced at her, a flash of interest flashed in his eyes, and said to Yan Xiaomo: "This young lady is really beautiful, in the next ......" Bian Que, these two words have not been finished yet, and they have been dragged away by Xuan Ce again.

"What young lady, Xiao Jiu is a man, aren't you blind in this eye?"

Xuan Ce muttered quietly, and easily dragged Bian Que into Yixing's bedroom.

Gongsun Li was already waiting for Bian Que's arrival in the bedroom.

"You're blind." Bian Que retorted that he was a doctor, and if he couldn't even see men and women, he would be a doctor and a miracle doctor.

"I won't tell you, hurry up and see my brother, I will satisfy you with whatever you want."

Xuan Ce carried Bian Que to Yixing's bedside, and threatened with a knife on Bian Que's neck.

Bian Que saw a pale face, frowned slightly, reached out to check the pulse of the person on the bed, and soon discovered the cause.

In just a few minutes, Bian Que let go of Yixing's wrist.

"Divine doctor, how is my brother?"

Gongsun Li saw Yixing close his eyes, and his heart sank slightly, isn't it that Bian Que can't save Yixing's brother?

Thinking about it, an uncomfortable feeling welled up in my heart.

"Give me the paper, ink, pen, and ink."

Bian Que sat on the side like an uncle, stretched out his hand to pick up the tea on the table, and found that the temperature of the tea inside had disappeared, so he put the teacup back that he had just picked up.

Soon, someone brought all these things one by one.

Bian Que wrote something directly on the white paper, extremely fast, and the handwriting on it was so sprinkled that it was generally difficult to read what was written on it.

"What's written on this?"

Xuan Ce leaned over to take a look, but found that he hadn't read any of the words on it clearly.

"Ordinary people can't understand it." Bian Que said proudly, this is his originality.

"How can I catch medicine if I can't understand it?"

Xuan Ce didn't understand the Tao very much, he couldn't understand this, so how could he catch the medicine?

"Hey, why didn't I think of this?" Bian Que paused, and said abruptly.

Xuan Ce couldn't help but shake his head and gave Bian Que a big white eye.

Although there is no doubt that he is a miracle doctor, this miracle doctor is a bit stupid.

"In the past, when I saved people, I gave them medicine."

Bian Que explained emphatically, and then wrote another prescription on the white paper, this time the self on it was much clearer, but I have to say that Bian Que's handwriting is really not very good.

"I'm finally able to recognize it this time." Xuan Ce took the prescription, but he still didn't understand what it was.

After all, I'm not a doctor, so it's normal not to know.

Xuan Ce handed over the prescription to the family and asked the family to grab the medicine.

Yixing recovered within a few days under Bian Que's prescription.

"A miracle doctor is a miracle doctor, and it is not at all comparable to ordinary doctors."

Xuan Ce said with emotion, they had also invited many famous and unknown doctors to treat Yixing before, but none of the doctors could cure Yixing's illness.

Now that Bian Que has made a move, the illness that has plagued Yixing for so long has been cured, and it is well deserved to be called Bian Que's miracle doctor.

"So, do you think the doctor is screaming?" Bian Que glanced at Xuan Ce, and he underestimated him too much.

If there weren't two brushes, how could those people be called miracle doctors?