530 Chapter 530 Is the Sleeve Broken?

Seeing this, Feng Jiu was helpless and had no choice but to say, "President Ke, let's talk about it!"

"Let's not hide the nine sons, my cultivation base has been stagnant since I entered the Nascent Soul, and I have not been able to find the problem. I heard from the clan brother, I know that the nine sons are very skilled in medicine, and it is rare to meet the nine sons here this time. , so I want to ask Jiu Gongzi to help me take a look. Bayi Chinese?W1w?w.81zw.com"

"Oh?"

Feng Jiu was surprised. Originally, she thought that he wanted to ask for pills, so she refused, because she had not made pills recently, and her control of pills was not as good as that of medicines, but since she was seeking medical treatment, it was okay.

"Put your hand out for me to see." She motioned for him to stretch out his wrist.

Hearing this, President Ke was overjoyed, and immediately rolled up his sleeves slightly, exposing his wrist and placing it by the table, he watched the ghost doctor raise his hand and was about to detect his pulse, but at this moment...

"cough!"

A light cough came, which made both him and the ghost doctor stunned. He glanced at Ling Mohan, who was staring at them, lightly coughing with one hand on his lips, and then slowly put it down, not knowing what he meant.

Ling Mohan glanced at the two of them, his deep eyes swept away, and fell on Leng Hua, who was on the side, and commanded in a calm voice: "Why don't you bring a handkerchief to your master?"

Hearing this, several people in the room instantly became petrified, and the stunned expression on their faces could not be concealed.

In particular, President Ke opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and looked at the man with the beard dumbfounded. What do you mean by this? Can't let Ninth Young Master's hand touch his hand?

His lips moved, and he wanted to ask aloud, but when he saw the cold gaze of the man who was sitting upright, he only felt a coldness behind him, and he felt dizzy in an instant.

Hearing this, Leng Hua glanced at his master, and then took out a thin small handkerchief from his sleeve to cover Chairman Nake's wrist, and explained, "My master has always been like this."

"It's because I don't know the rules of Ninth Young Master. Fortunately, this... This Young Master Ling reminded me." He sneered. people will believe.

Feng Jiu glanced at Ling Mohan with a smile but not a smile, and then stretched out a few fingers and pressed it on President Ke's wrist, she couldn't help but startled, then smiled: "President Ke, don't be too nervous. , relax, this pulse beats too fast to be diagnosed."

"Oh, fine." Although he responded like this, he couldn't relax when he saw the bearded eyes staring at them all the time.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu could only helplessly shook her head and retracted her hand: "That won't work, if you can't find it, you should eat first, and then explore later!" She looked at Ling Mohan, joking. He asked with a smile: "Uncle, I see that you have been coughing recently. Are you not feeling well with your age? Or, let me show you?"

Hearing this, Ling Mohan raised the teacup with a slightly uncomfortable expression and started drinking water again, looking to the other side with his eyes, but did not answer her words.

President Ke's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them. Seeing that the two of them looked so strange, a thought came to his mind: Are these two people with broken sleeves?

The bearded man's eyes have been on the ghost doctor since he came in just now. The ghost doctor wanted to take his pulse, so he kept a veil across his face. Thinking of this, his old face turned slightly red. He was the first to live so old. The first time I encountered a broken sleeve.