Yun Xi moved very quickly, but within two seconds of burning incense, someone came in with an old doctor.
The trembling old doctor, who was in his early fifties, was suddenly brought to this place. When he saw a group of girls twisting their waists and exposing their arms, he couldn't help but shudder.
Wen Ranran found it quite interesting.
"This is... Du Yizhen, the miracle doctor of Tianhe Medical Center?"
The old doctor did not dare to neglect and nodded hurriedly.
Doctors from the capital gathered together, and the Imperial Hospital even gathered top doctors.
And this Du Yizhen is naturally one of the top ones.
However, he was unable to enter Tai Hospital because of his natural mute disease.
Although he cannot speak, what is most commendable about Du Yizhen is his superb golden needle technique.
The so-called acupuncture can cure the disease is definitely not just an empty talk.
"Have you... seen any strange patients in the past few days?"
Wen Ranran poured the other party a cup of tea and motioned for Du Yizhen to sit down and talk.
Du Yizhen was a little flattered.
Wen Ranran smiled, holding the teacup in her hand and raising her eyebrows slightly.
"I ask, how about you just nod or shake your head?"
Du Yizhen paused for a while, then nodded blankly.
"Let me guess, is that person a woman? She is covered with a veil and can't see anything clearly?"
Du Yizhen's eyes suddenly widened and he nodded.
"Are the clothes that that person is wearing made of very good material, and...is he pregnant?"
Du Yizhen nodded for the second time.
"One month pregnant?"
Du Yizhen shook his head.
"Two months?"
Du Yizhen nodded repeatedly.
Wen Ranran smiled and clapped her hands.
"Okay, thank you old miracle doctor!"
…
At the same time, in Dali Temple, Cheng Fenglou was sitting on the Taishi chair, looking at the street gangsters in front of him expressionlessly.
These three people are named Zhang San, Li, Si Wang and Wu respectively, and they are well-known habitual thieves in the capital.
At this moment, this minister of Dali Temple, who was always as gentle as jade, had a somewhat gloomy face.
"I have always been a kind person, and Dali Temple is not an unreasonable place. As long as you are willing to speak out, I will naturally put past the blame."
Cheng Fenglou's fingers were as slender as jade, playing with a pair of torture instruments in his hand.
The three thieves had never seen such a battle before, and they were almost scared to death.
Where is the promised champion who is as gentle as jade?!
It’s not unreasonable to say that Dali Temple is a place right now, but what do you think of those dark torture instruments behind you? Are they decorations?!
"It's okay if you don't want to say it..."
Cheng Fenglou spoke calmly and nodded slightly to his subordinates.
The other party understood immediately.
A red-hot soldering iron was held in front of the three of them.
"Who wants to try it first?"
The three of them immediately turned pale, and without waiting for Cheng Fenglou to make any other moves, they hurriedly launched all their moves.
"Spare your life, sir! I say! I say! Someone gave us money a few days ago and asked us to act in a play together!"
"Yes, yes! Just pretend to bully the eldest lady of the Han family!"
"Then when the adults show up, retreat immediately!"
"We are really just doing things with money! Sir! Spare your life!"
Cheng Fenglou's face gradually darkened as he listened to the words of these three people.
"Come here, keep a close eye on me!"
…
When she came out of Siyue Dance Studio, Wen Yuwan looked angry.
"Okay." Wen Ranran rubbed Wen Yuwan's head angrily.
"The Han family's upbringing is not strict. Han Mo got pregnant before she was married and cheated on her marriage later. I guarantee that she won't be able to eat and walk around!"
Wen Yuwan's mood finally improved, and she said fiercely at this moment.
"When the time comes, I will make that bitch lose face!"