Facing the beginning of hell, Jiang Mu said: With medical skills in hand, I have the world!
- Bandit attack? The silver needle fell down and saved the villain who was trapped in the prison car.
- An outbreak? Under the modern epidemic prevention law, even the escorting officer knelt down and shouted "miracle doctor".
- Xie Zhao is in severe pain from an old injury? She pinched the golden needle and sneered: "Lie down, I am professional in treating legs."
Xie Zhao once thought that no one in this world was trustworthy.
Until that arrogant Miss Jiang opened his trouser legs on a rainy night and pressed her fingertips warmly on his ugly scar: "It can be cured, but if you dare to give up on yourself again, I will prick your crying hole."
Later——
On a snowy night in Hanzhou, the dead men sent by the third prince surrounded the broken house.
Xie Zhao, who should have been disabled, stood with his sword in hand, firmly protecting Jiang Mu behind him.
She threw the medicine box angrily: You have an injured leg and you can't be a hero!
He looked back and smiled softly: "Madam, your medical skills are superb, and your husband must be... Worthy of you.
