Chapter 215 Why does Miss Song look down on me?
Xi Lin's smile suddenly became even happier. He met An Yi's warning eyes with a playful look and repeated his words, "He is indeed a villain. Shameless, too shameless!"
An Yi's face suddenly became darker.
When the prince comes back, he will definitely sue him.
Hearing these solemn words, Doctor Li felt relieved.
The half reason I let it go was that I felt that if Xi Lin was any human being, it would be impossible for him to say such words without batting an eyelid when he knew that he had dirty thoughts.
The other half that hadn't let go was because no matter how he listened, he felt that the boy's scolding was so sincere and heartfelt, as if such a person really existed.
If it’s not him, could it be the secret commander who follows the princess every day?
Before Doctor Li could think about it, Song Yanxi's voice came from inside the room, "Excuse me, Elder Li, please go to the front hall and ask what medicine Princess Shihan has been given, whether it is okay to use acupuncture, and which acupuncture points have been used."
"I'll go right away."
"Mr. Li is old, how can you do such tiring work? Naturally, I will do it."
As soon as Doctor Li finished speaking, Xi Lin hurriedly spoke and was about to walk out.
Just as he took a step, someone grabbed his arm.
Doctor Li glared at him unhappily and said, "Just help the princess here. I am old, but I am not dead yet."
"Hey, you old man..."
Before Xi Lin could finish his words, Doctor Li had already turned and left.
The way he walked, he didn't look old at all. He could even be said to be no less than a young man.
Xi Lin took a step and tried to slip away, but suddenly a hand fell heavily on his shoulder.
The next moment, he was pulled over, his fragile neck clamped under An Yi's armpit.
"It hurts! Big brother, please be merciful!"
For the sake of his own life, Xi Lin decisively gave in.
As for the face?
That thing is just an optional decoration. It's nice to have it, but you can live without it.
He wanted to continue howling and calling Song Yanxi for help, but he heard An Yi's cold voice above his head, "If you don't shut up, I don't mind helping."
When Xi Lin thought about the time when he had his mouth stuffed with smelly socks when they first met, he almost vomited on the spot.
He said bitterly, "I can't stand with you."
An Yi carried the man into the house before letting go.
Xi Lin caught a glimpse of Song Yanxi's finger still on someone's pulse. His expression suddenly became serious and he walked quickly forward to carefully observe the man's face.
"Their faces were pale and their breath was weak... Could it be that Zhuang Shihan didn't give them the medicine?"
This is clearly a sign of death!
Song Yanxi said, "He must have been fed. The medicine stains on his collar haven't completely dried yet, but his pulse is so weak that it's almost undetectable. He's only hanging on by a thread.
He's so weak, even if Zhuang Shihan had someone force-feed him medicine, it wouldn't be of any use."
Her prescription was meant to forcibly boost a person's energy and spirit. Although it seemed to be effective immediately, it was actually depleting the already limited vitality of the sick person.
When her vital energy was depleted, her medicine had no effect.
Not only is it useless, it will also increase the gastrointestinal burden on the patient, causing dehydration due to vomiting and diarrhea, and accelerating the rate of death.
With her medical skills, it is impossible for her not to understand these most basic principles.
Such behavior, even if not intentional, is tantamount to murder.
However, it was not appropriate to say these words directly in front of Doctor Li, for fear that he would anger Zhuang Shihan in a fit of impulse.
No matter what, they still need her to appease the people.
As for these patients...
"Leave it to me."
Listening to Xi Lin's unhesitating words, Song Yanxi felt a little worried. "She and you don't get along well. How can you work together if you are together?"
"What are you afraid of? She'll just say a few harsh words to me, which won't hurt me at all. She won't dare to do anything to me."
Facing Song Yanxi's clearly questioning gaze, Xi Lin coughed lightly and said, "It was all a misunderstanding just now. Who would have thought that she had never even heard of the Xi family's name? She is truly ignorant."
He emphasized, "You must never tell Mo Jinchuan about this. He'll definitely laugh at me for bringing shame to the Xi family."
Song Yanxi nodded in agreement, but her eyes showed that she was not reassured.
Even if Zhuang Shihan was concerned about Xi's usual protective style and didn't dare to attack him easily, what about him?
Can he be sure that he can really bear it?
Xi Lin thought Song Yanxi felt that what he had just said was biased, and said darkly, "Do you really think he's a gentleman?"
Song Yanxi frowned, "What do you mean?"
Xi Lin was about to explain in detail when he caught a glimpse of An Yi's eyes and quickly changed his words, "Can I watch you perform the acupuncture later?
I swear on the honor of the entire Xi family that I will never pass this acupuncture technique on to anyone else, and I will never use it on anyone other than those infected with the epidemic."
An Yi was the first to speak: "Don't make things difficult for Miss Song."
They all knew that what was learned in the Valley of Divine Doctors must not be passed on to outsiders.
Those who violate the rules will be expelled from the sect at the very least, and at the worst, their right hand, which is used to using needles, will be crippled.
If a medical practitioner loses one hand, he loses half his life.
Xi Lin's words were undoubtedly asking for too much.
Seeing that Song Yanxi just stared at him without answering, he felt very nervous for a moment.
Suddenly, he thought of something and said with a firm look, "The rule of the Divine Doctor Valley is that it is not passed on to outsiders. If I become one of them, it won't be considered a violation.
Miss Song, am I right about what I just said?"
"What do you want to do?" An suddenly became nervous.
Xi Lin didn't even look at him, but just stared at Song Yanxi with burning eyes, waiting for her to let go.
It was as if she was certain that she would relent and agree.
Under his gaze, Song Yanxi shook her head and said softly, "I don't accept disciples."
It was visible to the naked eye, and An Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
Xi Lin frowned and asked in confusion, "Why does Miss Song look down on me?"
In terms of medical skills, he might be a little bit worse than Miss Song, but it's only a little bit.
He has traveled extensively over the years and cured many difficult and complicated diseases, and his title of miracle doctor is well-deserved.
It’s not that bad, right?
Song Yanxi didn't answer but asked, "Do you think the medical skills you learned are not worth mentioning?"
Xi Lin was immediately displeased and blurted out, "How is that possible? If my Xi family's medical skills dare to claim to be third in the world, then no one except the Divine Doctor Valley would dare to claim to be second in the world.
Although I am not very serious and have only learned 90% of Kung Fu from my old man, it is enough."
"In that case, why do you think I look down on you?"
"But you just said clearly that you don't want to accept me..." Xi Lin's voice gradually became softer.
He lowered his eyes, his expression clearly somewhat frustrated. "I'm not worried about the acupuncture techniques you've learned, but you've seen the current situation. A bowl of resurrection soup alone is far from enough."
Song Yanxi suddenly asked, "Do you have any silver needles with you?"
"Yes, of course I did!"
The words came out of his mouth, and Xi Lin just came to his senses. He looked at Song Yanxi in disbelief and asked excitedly: "Are you willing to accept me as your disciple?"
Song Yanxi's eyes were indifferent, and she said without hesitation: "I don't want to."
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