Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Bian Duanhun listened to her response and observed her reaction. Why was she still so relaxed?

"Can this old lady cure both of these problems?" Bian Duanhun still didn't believe it.

At his age, he has seen a lot and knows that there are indeed many extraordinary people in the world, and there are indeed people who are proficient in many aspects of medicine.

However, those who can reach that level must be at least sixty or seventy years old, definitely not the age in front of us.

You know, superb medical skills are like martial arts, you need to practice diligently and practice. The more medical cases you handle, the more experience you will accumulate.

Mu Yingbao didn't answer, but took a step forward, reached out and tapped and poked the bag on Bian Duanhun's neck.

As soon as she reached out her hand, Bian Duanhun immediately became alert, but after realizing her intention, his old face couldn't help but blush.

It wasn't a reaction to the intimacy between men and women, but rather that he felt his alert reaction just now was too embarrassing.

"You are lucky, this is a benign tumor. It will be fine after removal." Mu Yingbao concluded that it was a lipoma after a quick examination.

Howl? Is it that simple? The old imperial physician in Youcheng said that he was not sure and that it might kill people!

Bian Duanhun was stunned for a moment, then he remembered something and bent over to roll up his trouser legs. "What does that girl think of my injury?"

"No need to look, I can cure it. However, this is a little more troublesome than the one on your neck. You will probably have to take herbal medicine for at least three months, and wipe it with medicated wine and apply medicine every day." Mu Yingbao immediately stopped him.

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Smell? Without even looking at it, you know whether it can be cured, and how to cure it?

Bian Duanhun withdrew his hand and straightened his back, but he didn't know what to say next.

"Tell me, what are your grandson's symptoms?" Seeing his hesitant and conflicted expression, Mu Yingbao simply took the initiative to ask.

As soon as she finished speaking, Bian Duanhun immediately got furious and stood up in anger. Before Mu Yingbao could even see what was going on, she saw a sword pointed at her, with the tip of the sword right at her heart. The other party could make a hole in her heart with just a click of the sword.

"You, how did you know? Who told you? What else do you know?" Bian Duanhun asked in a low voice with a ferocious look on his face.

Mu Yingbao was caught off guard and was really frightened, but he quickly recovered.

There was only one possibility for the other party's reaction, and that was that she guessed right.

However, this reaction was too exaggerated. However, Mu Yingbao began to get excited. The more exaggerated his reaction was, the more it showed that he had made the right bet.

This time, the chips in his hand were enough to negotiate with him, haha! The villain in Mu Yingbao's heart put his hands on his hips and laughed triumphantly.

"It's very simple. As far as I know, Master Bian, you only think about revenge. You are not afraid of death, so how can you care about your own injuries? Then, you are so curious about my medical skills. There is only one reason. The person you care about the most is not well.

Is what I said correct?" Mu Yingbao didn't even move back, but just tilted his head and asked.

Bian Duanhun frowned, thinking about his grandson's situation. Currently, only his grandson and himself knew the secret.

The others who knew about it were also the child’s close relatives, but they had all died at the execution ground twenty years ago.

Lao Qitou, who had the best relationship with people in Youcheng, was also unaware of the situation.

"You are very smart." Bian Duanhun put the sword on the table with a sad expression.

"Thank you for the compliment, my lord. When my brain is not short-circuiting, I am indeed smart." Mu Yingbao admitted generously.

This is a fact. For example, when she agreed to marry into the Marquis's Mansion, her brain must have short-circuited during that period.

"Please keep this matter a secret. If it gets leaked..."

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"Mei, hero, I don't like what you said. I am a woman, but I am not a gossiper. And then, a doctor should have medical ethics and keep secrets for patients. This is the most basic thing. If you believe me, tell me. If you don't believe me, please get up and walk out.

Three days later, we will fight." Mu Yingbao said rudely with a stern face.

Really, who doesn't have a temper? What I hate most is being threatened!

Bian Duanhun looked at this woman and thought that she had quite a personality. If it was any other woman, she would have been in a panic and cried when she heard what was happening outside. But this woman dared to challenge him and even said, "Come and fight in three days?"

"Girl, there are indeed rumors that your husband is coming back. He is indeed skilled in martial arts and has soldiers at his disposal, but so what? Can he save you and your son in time?" Bian Duanhun felt that this man was young and full of youthful vigor!

"I never counted on him. Look, haven't we, mother and son, been living well in the past two years without him? Master Bian must have a good memory. Two years ago, a pretty widow in the city who was not faithful to her husband died in a pond. Do you remember?" Mu Yingbao asked with a smile.

"You did it? That's not right. You didn't have the time to do it?" Bian Duanhun asked immediately, and then overturned his own guess.

Of course he knew the woman's identity! As for who killed her, he had no idea.

"Huang, how should I put it? Her death was not caused by me, but it has something to do with me. It's not convenient to tell you the details, but it's enough for you to know what happened." Mu Yingbao said calmly.

"Okay, I'll tell you about my grandson." Although Bian Duanhun also wanted to know how the woman died, his grandson was the most important.

The matter of his grandson had always been a source of worry for him. He had originally planned to go out of town and find his enemy, kill him, and then take the poor child to the underworld to reunite with his family. It was not until today when he heard what Old Qi said that he came here with a glimmer of hope.

Old Qi said that when Mu Yingbao came to him and said that he could help him fulfill his wish of becoming a grandfather, he didn't believe it.

But later on, I still felt that as long as there was a glimmer of hope, I should give it a try.

As Lao Qi said, don't judge a book by its cover.

Bian Duanhun also struggled for an entire afternoon before deciding to come here, thinking that even if she herself couldn't cure her grandson, perhaps her master could. Otherwise, where did she get all her medical skills?

In the kitchen, the water in the pot had already boiled.

The ducks had been cleaned up long ago, and the two, one big and one small, were waiting anxiously, and they were bored and gathered the very fine feathers of the ducks.

"Uncle-master, what do you think that old man is talking about with my mother in the room? It's been so long, and he still hasn't come out?" Brother Hui rarely took the initiative to speak.

Luo Yi was surprised and looked up; "I guess that old man is trying to instigate your mother to defect, so that she can directly hand you over to him to receive credit in exchange for a special pardon. In that case, without any swords or knives, the negotiation will probably be over after so long." Luo Yi couldn't help but teasing him.

"You're talking nonsense. My mother is not that kind of person. She would even sacrifice her life for me. How could she betray me?" When Brother Hui heard this, he was so angry that he retorted loudly and threw the duck he was holding down.

The duck was thrown into a basin on the ground. There was water in it. Although the duck was cleaned up, the water was bloody due to the tossing of the big and small ducks. Now, the blood in the basin was splashed all over Luo Yi's body and face...