As a doctor, Ning Wan does not differentiate between men and women when practicing medicine, so she naturally does not think there is any problem with artificial respiration.
After crossing a few ports, Shen Heng's fingertips moved slightly, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars. He paused in surprise, and the tips of his ears turned red.
"Cousin...cousin..."
How could my cousin... be wronged and do such a thing to him? Ning Wan was so happy that she quickly tapped his chest gently.
"Cousin, force out that depression."
Shen Heng followed her strength, and the two of them had their hair intertwined, creating the illusion that they were a match made in heaven.
Helian Mochuan, who was outside the house, frowned slightly: "Mr. Wen, go take a look."
Dr. Wen heard the regent's gloomy voice and immediately went in to check. After a moment, he spoke in disbelief.
"Resurrection from the dead, Miss Ning is really a master of rejuvenation."
Ning Wan looked at this quack doctor and couldn't help but feel a little angry: "Have you ever heard of fake death, Imperial Physician Wen? Although a person disappears like a lamp, hearing is the last of the five senses to dissipate. When Imperial Physician Wen decides on life and death in the future, please help him on the bed." People think deeply.”
Dr. Wen bowed his head willingly, feeling extremely guilty.
Ning Guogong shouted coldly, remembering everything just now, he waved his hand and was about to slap me: "You evil girl, you are really shameless."
Ning Wan dodged away and sneered: "Transferring Qi is one of the common techniques used by doctors. Don't get your eyes dirty too, Mr. Guo's heart."
Ning Guogong's face turned red with anger: "How have you ever learned medical skills and are now bluffing and deceiving you?"
Ning Wan responded without any sign of weakness.
"The Duke has only seen me a few times in the past ten years, so how do you know that I haven't learned medical skills in these years?"
Ning Guogong froze and was speechless.
Helian Mochuan glanced at her lightly: "Follow me."
Ning Wan followed him wisely. Ning Guogong in the room looked at the backs of the two of them, and then realized that his clothes were soaked through.
As soon as the two of them stepped into the room, the door was instantly closed, and Ning Wan felt calm and composed.
"Please take off your pants, Your Majesty."
In an instant, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped.
Ning Wan was ready to kill, so she smiled and said, "Just wear pants."
The man in the wheelchair stared at her coldly. Ning Wan blinked and put her small hand on his belt without fear of death.
"How come the prince is acting like a young lady? What treasure is hidden under his pants?"
"Shua——"
A gust of wind passed by her ears, and Ning Wan quickly lowered her head to avoid it, but her feet were weak and she fell between his legs. She realized what it was.
He moved quickly, but the hairpin hit the man's thigh, and his face was bounced back.
The woman's sweet and soft breath fell in an embarrassing place. Helian Mochuan was stunned, and there were hidden veins pulsing in his forehead.
Ambiguity and murderous intent went hand in hand for a moment, and at the same time, the weak and boneless little hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist.
"Boom -" a punch landed on his knee, and the crisp sound instantly resounded throughout the room.
"court death!"
Helian Mochuan's face turned cold, and he directly grabbed her neck and lifted her up.
Ning Wan felt as if the suffocation from last night suddenly came over her. She stretched out her hand and pointed downwards with great effort.
The man followed her gaze.
I actually saw his calf moving uncontrollably, and something flashed across his originally dark eyes.
When Ning Wan tried to trace it back again, he was thrown to the ground, and a man's sarcastic voice came from above his head.
"Miss Ning's medical skills every time are really eye-opening to me."
Ning Wandang, the head of Xuanren Hall, had close contact with a man for the first time.
She said "poof" irritably twice.
I saw the face of the person on top getting darker and darker, and a storm was coming.
Ning Wan smiled and changed the subject: "Your Majesty, the meridians in this leg are still intact. It can be saved."
"Oh?" The man's eyes fell on her bright red face.
The brown scar was like mud on white porcelain, but it couldn't cover up the eye-catching appearance of the skin. His eyes moved down to her legs.
"In my opinion, your legs are no longer needed. They are of no use anyway."
Ning Wan opened his eyes wide and said exaggeratedly.
"How can that be done? If I don't have this leg, how can I go up mountains of swords and down seas of fire for the prince?"
Helian Mochuan looked at her like a lone wolf looking at a rabbit in a cage.
"Just throw it down."
Ning Wan was always smart, so she stopped when she felt like it, and tentatively touched Helian Mochuan's calf with her little hand through her pants. When she saw that the owner of the leg didn't kick it away, she concentrated on feeling it.
I think this leg disease has been around for some time. Fortunately, the owner of the body has deep internal strength and is diligent in exercising, so the degree of atrophy of the lower legs is relatively mild.
She raised her little hand and placed it on her knee. Only then did she realize that something was wrong. The knee socket on the left side was deeper than the right side.
Could it be that Helian Mochuan was tortured by having his bones cut out? She had a serious mind and used Xuanrentang's unique technique.
He rubbed and moved the acupuncture point next to his knee hard, and gradually Helian Mochuan felt as if there was a gentle prick in his knee.
It didn't hurt, but was as fine as a needle. He leaned over and grabbed the woman's wrist, his eyes full of consideration and scrutiny.
"Who are you?"
How could the eldest lady of Guogong Mansion, who had been foolish since she was a child, be better at medical skills than the Imperial Hospital?
Ning Wan smiled charmingly, and the birthmark seemed to be particularly eye-catching: "Of course I am a fairy sent from heaven to save the prince."
at the same time.
Suddenly a calm but urgent voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, urgent report from the front yard, Minister Shen...has passed away."
There was silence in the room for a moment, and Helian Mochuan looked at the shocked woman in front of him and sneered.
"Oh, for the murder of a second-rank minister of the imperial court, the fairy should think about whether the next step is to be quartered on five horses or eviscerated."