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Chapter 642 he is waiting

At this moment, the old doctor rushed over. His clothes were obviously wet, but cold sweat was on his forehead. Thank you for your hard work. At such a young age, he had been running all the way.

When he saw that the people were kneeling, his heart couldn't help but feel a little slack. After all, he had not come here once or twice, and he had not been treated once or twice. But what's wrong now? Why are they kneeling one by one? Could it be that the princess had an accident? But it's not. He came here once and had a diagnosis of the princess' pulse. This pulse is normal. It's impossible that something happened after a few hours.

Because he didn't know what happened, he was always trembling now, and he didn't know what to do. Standing here, he was sweating all over his body. This imperial power was really a irrelevant. If he provoked the officials, he would be his own head at most. But if he provoked the royal people, he would kill the nine clans.

Also, why don’t he speak? How could he know who he is going to treat?

He said with a tough bullet that he could not say nothing or ask nothing, right? If this is an emergency patient, delaying for a while will lead to a little more danger.

If he didn't ask this, no one would ask.

Can you ask, who is sick?

Luo Henglu put Miaomiao in his arms on the table.

Help it see.

The old doctor's eyes were almost about to open. That, he is not a veterinarian.

Why are you still standing? I pushed the old doctor for a while. The young master is in a bad mood now. Something happened to his wife. Even if something happened to this cat, he was afraid that the people who were kneeling were all dead.

The old doctor asked nothing and quickly went over to treat a cat. He thought that Hu Ming was also a famous doctor in Pingyang. There were countless people who were holding a lot of money to treat him, but one day he wanted to treat a cat. If it spread, he would not laugh off his big teeth.

He cried silently in his heart, and was also glad that he could really cure cats. The little granddaughter in his family has raised one, and he still likes it very much. He loves this granddaughter the most on weekdays. After all, he is his only granddaughter and holds it in his palm. So he does what his granddaughter asks. On weekdays, the cat is soaked and doesn't have a good meal, so his granddaughter will bring him over. He has been watching the cat for several years.

He was able to really treat cats, and this cat was obviously only a full month old, very small, not as big as an adult's palm, and now he is half dead. I don't know how this hurts it?

The little kitten opened his eyes. His eyes were sky blue and wet, and he was very beautiful. No wonder Prince La kept holding him. This cat is indeed beautiful and is really very popular.

When the old doctor saw this cat, he couldn't help but think of his little granddaughter. Every time the little granddaughter looks at him with such eyes, especially when he is sick, his little eyes are exactly the same.

Maybe he loves the house and the Wuwu, so he fell in love with this kitten.

He touched the little cat's belly, probably hurting the inner abdomen, and then touched the bones.

The inner abdomen was not injured, and the bones were also healed. These two things were fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief. As for the kitten vomiting blood, it might have been injured by the shock. It was said that the cat had nine lives, so it was not easy to die.

This cat seems to be half dead, but in fact it’s okay, and he can take care of his life.

Please rest assured, the old doctor hurriedly bowed and said, "This cat is not in danger of life, but the confidant may have been a little injured. As long as you keep it a little better, you will be well in a while."

As if responding to the old doctor's words, the little kitten stood up and staggered toward the owner, but the injury was still too serious. Without taking a few steps, he lay on the table and got up again, insisting on going toward the owner...

Luo Henglu reached out his hand and hugged Miaomiao in his arms. Miaomiao whimpered, and fell asleep obediently by his master's hand.

Of course, this matter is not over now, and those who are still kneeling all over the ground are not punished.

Luo Hengwu didn't blame him, and he did nothing, just held Miaomiao in his arms, and even a little sound was not given to them.

Changqing asked the young master to punish him. Changqing knelt straight on the ground. Now he is willing to die to redeem his crime of dereliction of duty.

Luo Henglu handed Miaomiao to the old doctor on the side.

Don't worry, the old doctor understands that the villain will take care of the kitten.

Luo Henglu did not answer, which made the old doctor's heart hop for several reasons. Why did he feel that the master was sitting here unrelentingly? Although he was silent, he felt a sense of crisis that was about to come. Inexplicably, he felt that his hair was standing up.

In the end, he winked at him, and he understood that he hurriedly hugged the cat.

In the hall, Luo Henglu was still sitting there. As for what he was asking him about, he was waiting. Yes, he was waiting, waiting for some people to send news. Such a clever way of doing it was dared to act blatantly to him. There were not many in this world, and there was no need to think about it except those few people.

And there is only one who can think of taking action against Shen Qingci.

Well, poisoning the water made the people in his house dizzy. In the blue sky and the sun, he took his princess away. This was a big trick and he was brave enough.

When Chang Geng came back from outside, he also walked in with a little beggar. The little beggar was so scared that his little body was trembling, his hands were covered with gray, his face was dirty, and his clothes could barely cover his body.

He hid behind Chang Geng. His face was terrible, but Luo Hengwu was even more terrifying. He was not those evil people, nor was he a hideous person. He was even very beautiful. However, the nobleness brought by being in a high position for many years was unstoppable, and his own power was not angry. In the past, the gloom of the storm in his heart was even more terrifying than Shen Dingshan's blood-red eyes.

Children's hearts are the purest. Although they don't know much about human affairs, they have feelings and are more sensitive than adults.

Luoheng was always staring at the little beggar, which scared the little beggar.

Say it quickly!

The young man urged the little beggar to say something you said to me just now, and I will say it to my young master again.
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