"Except for what?" Wang Bing asked.
"Seduce the old woman of Zhuge Yaoxiang. Maybe you can make her give you the bone of the remnant dragon!" Old man Ouyang made a very "like" proposal.
"Master, did you think about my feelings when you said that?" Wang Bing gave him a white eye.
"Besides this, I can't think of any way you can get the bone of the remnant dragon!" Old man Ouyang said with a bitter smile, "you've seen the strength of the fat man. It's definitely not good to fight hard, so you can only think of another way to let the people of the medicine department take the initiative to give you the bone of the remnant dragon!"
"The people of" medicine "are all doubting my identity now. How to get out is a problem!" Wang Bing has a worried look on his face. Yes, how can he let the people of "medicine" believe that they are all in trouble?
At the same time, the main room.
Zhuge Wenfeng sat motionless on the chair and let Zhuge Yaoxiang stick something like ointment on her half face like a ghost.
It's a new medicine made by Zhuge Yaoxiang, which is used to treat the scar on Zhuge Wenfeng's face.
In fact, for more than ten years, Zhuge Yaoxiang has been trying to cure the scar on Zhuge Wenfeng's face. The "medicine department" itself is "professional". Unfortunately, Zhuge Wenfeng's face seems to have become a "stubborn disease". Zhuge Yaoxiang has used all the methods that Zhuge Yaoxiang can think of, but there is no use at all. Zhuge Wenfeng is still like that, and the scar on her face occasionally shows signs of improvement But there is no possibility of recovery.
No, Zhuge Yaoxiang hasn't given up and is still trying, because she always thinks that she has done Zhuge Wenfeng such a harm. Zhuge Wenfeng is still so young, and she can't ruin her good youth just because her face has become like this.
In fact, because of the scar on her face, Zhuge Wenfeng had extreme inferiority complex in her heart. After all, she used to be such a beautiful girl, but now she is not a ghost. She can't change anyone's mind.
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"how do you feel?" Asked Zhuge Yaoxiang.
Zhuge Feng shook her head. She didn't dare to apply the medicine to her face for an hour or two. She was afraid that it would hurt her face.
But external use and internal use are used together. What's the result?
Zhuge Yaoxiang slowly took down the ointment from Zhuge Wenfeng's face. The amazing scar was not as red and swollen as imagined. It was still the same as before. It felt bumpy and bumpy.
"Don't worry, new drugs all need a process. Besides, your face has been taking drugs for so many years, and has developed certain drug resistance..." Zhuge Yaoxiang said euphemism, but in fact the meaning is very clear, that is, the new medicine she made is as ineffective as before.
"I understand!" Zhuge Wenfeng nodded her head gently. She couldn't see the loss from her face, because she was used to it.
At the beginning, she always had hope that Zhuge Yaoxiang could cure her face, but after the loss again and again, the hope was slowly shattered.
She knew that Zhuge Yaoxiang had tried her best. Maybe she would be better in her life. It's time for her to accept her life.
"Master!"
"Well?"
"It hasn't been good for so many years, or forget it?" Zhuge Wenfeng said.
"Don't be disheartened. Give me some time. I'm sure it will be cured!" Zhuge medicine Xianglian said busily.
"But I really don't want to go on tossing like this, and I don't want you to stay all the time for my injury, master..." Some words are hard to say, but each knows what the other wants to say.
Yes, after more than ten years of treatment, Zhuge Wenfeng had no hope of recovery.
"Medicine" is "professional" to cure people. As the head of "medicine", Zhuge Wenfeng has no doubt about her medical skills. However, it took her more than ten years to cure her apprentice. What hope does Zhuge Wenfeng have?
"In fact, after so many years, I've been used to the way I am now!" Zhuge Wenfeng smiles, but in Zhuge Yaoxiang's eyes, the smile is worse than crying.
"Wenfeng!" Zhuge Yaoxiang must have a bad taste in his heart.
"I'm fine, Shifu. I haven't seen 'drug slave' for a long time. It's not early for me to find him. Shifu, have a rest early!" Then Zhuge Wenfeng left.
"Wenfeng..." Looking at the back of Zhuge Wenfeng's leaving, Zhuge Yaoxiang's heart is very heavy. How can she not see that Zhuge Wenfeng is trying to smile? Zhuge Wenfeng is very eager to restore the former appearance, but her master let Zhuge Wenfeng down.
From Zhuge Yaoxiang's room, the smile on Zhuge Wenfeng's face disappeared.
She touched her face and put down her habitual hair. Only in this way can she look like a person in front of others.
"Hoo Finally, he took a long breath to make himself look a little more relaxed. Then he came to the "medicine garden" in Houshan."Well?" As soon as Zhuge Wenfeng stepped into the "medicine garden" and sat in an easy chair eating melon seeds, the fat man was immediately shocked.
"Sister Wenfeng!" The fat man laughed happily and disappeared from the easy chair in a flash. The next second he appeared in front of Zhuge Wenfeng, "sister Wenfeng, you're here!"
"Yes, drug slave, what can I bring you?" After that, he took out a bag of things, and could give the fat man in the "distraction period" happily, "Lollipop, my favorite lollipop!"
"And there are many kinds of flavors. I bought them for you!" Zhuge Wenfeng said with a smile.
"Thank you, sister Wenfeng. Sister Wenfeng is the best to me!" "Distraction period" fat man happily took Zhuge Wenfeng's hand, looks like a child.
"Have a taste Zhuge Wenfeng handed the candy to him, he immediately couldn't wait to put one in his mouth, "sister Wenfeng, you eat it too!"
"Thank you, drug slave, you are so good!"
Zhuge Wenfeng and this "distraction period" fat man eat a lollipop together. The picture is not harmonious, but Zhuge Wenfeng is very happy, because with this "distraction period" fat man, she won't have any pressure, and even the scar on her face can be temporarily forgotten. Maybe everyone will treat her as a monster when they see her face Look, only this "distraction period" fat man won't, because he's just a person with an IQ equivalent to eight or nine years old. He has the body of an adult, but he lives in a child who hasn't grown up yet. Zhuge Wenfeng is his only friend and a good sister in his mind.
"Well?" Halfway up the mountain, Wang Bing, who was worried about what to do next, discovered Zhuge Wenfeng's arrival.
"ZHUGE Wenfeng?"