Looking at the cheerful Divine Doctor Yun, the young man's face was full of confidence, and he said words that even the current emperor did not look down upon. In his opinion, the one whom Divine Doctor Yun was most afraid of was the emperor, but
Doing this by yourself would only add to his suspicions and speculations about himself, but for the sake of the clone, the young man didn't care so much.
"What?" Hearing this, Divine Doctor Yun and Yun Qingyan were filled with shock. Who is he? He even dares to say such big words. Isn't it possible that he is some kind of prince? If so, why does he try so hard to connect with him?
Ask yourself to save people? Why don't you just come here? Thinking of this, Divine Doctor Yun suppressed his doubts in his heart.
She immediately regained her composure, and at this time Yun Qingyan also recovered, and was even more puzzled by the mystery of this young man, "Dad, he is not the young man who sent the painting, that young man is this patient, and he used it before
This young man’s name.”
"Oh? So that's it." Hearing this, he frowned. Doctor Yun looked at the young man in front of him and asked curiously: "I wonder where Mr. Kuang is from?"
"Miracle Doctor Yun, I'm sorry that I can't tell you. I have my own difficulties, so let me see my friend!" Hearing this, his face was calm and there was no trace of emotion. After a perfunctory sentence, the young man changed the topic to this time.
On top of the main topic.
Seeing that the other party deliberately concealed it and had no intention of informing him, Doctor Yun felt a little unhappy. After being silent for a while, he walked to the bed and looked at the person lying on the bed.
At this glance, his eyes widened. He suddenly froze and exclaimed: "He is...is..."
"He is my friend, and he asked the miracle doctor to treat him." The young man on the side suddenly saw the scene of the miracle doctor Yun, and quickly interrupted what he was about to say.
The intermittent words were suddenly interrupted. Doctor Yun turned back to look at the young man who interrupted him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He seemed to understand immediately and suddenly said: "Master Kuang, please come to the study to talk."
Hearing this, he seemed to understand his intention and nodded. Without saying anything, the young man followed Divine Doctor Yun out of the room and headed towards the study.
Being a little confused by this sudden situation, Yun Qingyan stood there blankly, looking at her father and Mr. Kuang leaving, her eyebrows furrowed, still not understanding what happened to the two of them.
Entering the study, Divine Doctor Yun closed the door, turned around, walked up to the young man, and said in a respectful tone: "I wonder what the relationship is between the young master and King Xiaoyao? Is your friend the current King Xiaoyao?"
Seeing Doctor Yun asking, the young man frowned, and then remembered it, secretly thinking, it seems that he recognized him, which is not surprising, King Xiaoyao has such a good reputation in the capital, and they went to court together.
, understanding is necessary.
With a slight nod, the young man acquiesced to the matter, and immediately said: "Miracle Doctor Wang Yun wants to keep the news of the prince's serious illness a secret, even from the emperor."
Hearing this, he was shocked and saw the other party's acquiescence. After comparing the face he just saw, Doctor Yun believed that the patient his daughter said was the current Xiaoyao King. However, he was very confused. Legend has it that the martial arts of Xiaoyao King are unfathomable. Who can do it?
What about hurting the prince? All this just flashed in his heart. He immediately thought that this time he was treating the prince, and it did not violate the emperor's imperial edict. Thinking of this, the worry in his heart was finally relieved, and then he thought
His daughter had spent three days and three nights just for this man. How could he not understand his daughter's thoughts? He sighed and thought of the distance between his daughter and King Xiaoyao, and he could only remain silent and helpless.