Swordsman A: Hey, I heard that the young master of Youtingzhuang, who is famous for his hidden weapons, is a sick man who has been suffering from a long-term illness.
Xiao Eryi: Isn't that right? The young master of their family is very sick and may have to play chess with the Lord of Hell sooner or later.
Warlock C: According to what I see, the young master will definitely not see the spring of next year.
Everyone in the world was wondering: Really?
Swordsman A, Waiter B, and Warlock C nodded in unison: Of course.
A certain miracle doctor girl (angrily): Ziyou, those people in the world say you won't survive next spring.
A certain young master (sipping tea calmly): Oh.
A certain miracle doctor girl: Just "oh"?
A certain young master: Xiao Yu, could it be that you don't trust your own medical skills?
A certain miracle doctor girl (shaking her head): How could that be!
A certain young master (pulling the miracle doctor girl to sit next to him): That's good.
A certain miracle doctor girl (full of righteous indignation): Huh, if someone spreads rumors again, let him have a taste of the power of my little miracle doctor with a light knife.
A certain young master (holds her shoulders and whispers): Silly girl.
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The author has something to say: This is a romantic story cloaked in a world of martial arts. This article involves gods, ghosts, witchcraft and Taoism, and a series of messy things. It is probably a relaxing article. In addition: The author is very lazy and has no manuscripts saved. Please be careful when reading the article, dear...