Chapter 2923

Chu Chusheng turned his head, and only then noticed the young man behind his brother Chu Chuyan, to be precise, he should be a young man with red lips and white teeth. He was staring at his father's face with a pair of dark eyes. , said with a determined face: "As long as you are not dead, you will definitely be saved. How can you, an old man, talk nonsense?"

Everyone: "..."

Chief Wen took a fancy to Old Uncle Sun very much, and scolded Siyu: "Where did you come from, how can you reprimand Old Uncle Sun like this?"

Old Uncle Sun was so angry that his white beard trembled, "Are you capable of curing the Patriarch? If you can cure the Patriarch's illness, I will wring his head off and use it as a stool for you to sit on."

Siyu slid off Chu Chuyan's back, "It's not a cure, I don't know yet, but I can make him open his eyes and talk to Mrs. Chu more."

Siyu stepped forward, but was stopped by Wen Jian: "Who are you, why should we trust you?"

"It's just because you don't have anyone to heal your family!" Siyu hummed: "If you believe it, you have to believe me, if you don't believe it, you have to believe me."

Father Marshal said that in the face of the strongest strength, all conspiracies and tricks are paper tigers, and they are useless at all.

Wen Jian choked for a moment, feeling a little helpless on his face.

Chu Chu said, "Let her try."

Wen Jian continued to object: "Master Chuyan, isn't this bad? She is a yellow-haired kid, how can she use the Patriarch to practice her hand?"

Mrs. Chu said: "Boss Wen, step back."

Leader Wen: "..."

Leader Wen glanced at Siyu silently, then retreated behind Old Uncle Sun, observing all this quietly, still feeling a little unwilling.

Thinking, once this kid doesn't wake up the Patriarch, he will kill this guy.

Siyu's legs hurt badly, so she simply sat on the bed. Seeing this, everyone saw that she was so impolite and wanted to reprimand her, but Madam Chu didn't say a word, and it was difficult to say anything.

Mo Siyu put his fingers on Patriarch Chu's pulse, and after a while, he went to look at Patriarch Chu's eyelids, and pinched his mouth to look at his lips and tongue.

Finally, he put his fingers on Patriarch Chu's pulse again, but there was no movement for a while.

Seeing Mo Siyu's appearance, old man Sun snorted coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

Wen Jian became anxious: "What's the matter? Is our Patriarch still saved?"

Mo Siyu said, "Go and bring two bowls and a silver needle."

Immediately, a servant followed Siyu's instructions and brought the things over.

Siyu continued to ask: "Is he not good at walking, his legs become worse when the weather changes, and he needs to sit in a wheelchair all the time?"

When Wen Jian heard this, his reaction was stronger than that of everyone else, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, did our young master and madam tell you?"

Mo Siyu was noncommittal.

Instead, Mrs. Chu and Chu Chuyan looked at each other, Mrs. Chu said: "We haven't said anything, Mr. Yu diagnosed it himself."

Wen Jian: "..."

Wen firmly looked at Siyu's back, lowered his voice and asked Chu Chuyan who was silent but obviously nervous beside him: "Second Young Master, what is this person's background?"

Chu Chuyan just glanced at Wen Jian, "The master apprentice under the best doctor in Jincheng can distinguish the insect poison at a glance, and can think of a solution to deal with it in one night..."

Seeing Wen Jian's mouth opened wider and wider because of surprise, he continued: "He is the savior who saved me and my wife."

Wen Jian: "..."

Wen Jian was ashamed, silently lowered his head, and remained silent for a moment.