Entering through the back door of Huichun Hall, Chu Yunluo changed into white clothes and a white gauze bamboo hat, and began to consult.
The people queuing up outside the door were all overjoyed. Although Huichun Hall's medical doctors are very skilled, who can compare to Huichun Layman?
It's just that Huichun Layman hasn't come to see a doctor for a long time. I didn't expect to come today. Those who came to line up to see a doctor are really lucky among the lucky ones.
Treating patients, Chu Yunluo has always been gentle, and he is also quick, accurate and ruthless in seeing patients, which can be said to hit the nail on the head.
Soon, she had finished consulting several patients.
"Next person!"
Chu Yunluo lowered his head and wrote the prescription, and said loudly.
Then, a man sat in front of Chu Yunluo, and said in a low voice: "Girl, I was hit by a poison dart, can I be cured?"
Hearing this voice, Chu Yunluo frowned slightly.
Why did she find this voice so familiar? Where have you heard it?
Only then did Chu Yunluo raise his head, and looked at the opposite person through the white gauze hat.
The man looked very heroic, with a domineering aura between his eyebrows, but his clothes were a little messy, and his right shoulder was still injured, and blood was still oozing out.
Chu Yunluo was secretly surprised, not by the man's injury, but by the man's appearance.
He looks like Gu Moxiao.
At this time, Chu Yunluo had already recognized this person, and he was even more horrified.
How could it be him?
Chu Yunluo was a little startled, but he calmed down quickly, and said, "Sir, your injury seems to be quite serious. Follow me to the back hall and let me see the wound."
Then, Chu Yunluo was pushed by Hong Zhao to the back hall, and Qiu Ge went to get some wound medicine, gauze, hot water, scissors and so on.
The man quickly followed in, followed by a man in black.
The man in black looked gloomy and kept silent, but his facial features were somewhat similar to Xinling.
So, Chu Yunluo was taken aback again.
Hong Zhao closed the door of the back hall so that no outsiders could hear the conversation inside the house.
When Chu Yunluo saw the door closed, Qiu Ge took off the bamboo hat on his head, and looked at the man in shock: "Pavilion Master? Why are you here? And you're injured?"
That's right, the injured man was the Pavilion Master of Jiangyun Pavilion, and the man in black was Xinfang, the most trusted entourage of the Pavilion Master.
The pavilion master's face is not very good-looking, it seems to be angry.
Xinfang looked at the pavilion master, and said coldly: "Heal the wound first."
Chu Yunluo couldn't bear the urge to roll his eyes, is this a begging attitude?
Obviously you came to her for treatment, but now you are still showing off here, who is it for?
However, the person in front of him is the Lord Jiangyun Pavilion, who has been lonely and proud all his life, so he is naturally proud now.
So, Chu Yunluo didn't intend to talk nonsense, let's take a look at the pavilion master's injury first.
Cut the clothes on the wound with scissors, Chu Yunluo's hands were very gentle, and she didn't want to offend the Pavilion Master Jiangyun, she always felt that this Lord Pavilion Master was something she could not afford to offend.
Cut off the clothes, revealing the hideous wound, Chu Yunluo looked at the dark blood oozing from the wound, and frowned in embarrassment.
"Pavilion Master, dare to ask, have you ever taken out your poison dart?" Chu Yunluo looked at the Pavilion Master and asked.
"Xinfang took it out for me." The pavilion master said with a pale face, frowning.
"Is the poison dart still there? Show me." Chu Yunluo said.
Then, Xinfang took out a cloth bag from his bosom, and handed it to Chu Yunluo (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com