Ye Rong felt that Fu Jiu was a demon!

He wanted to find someone to kill him.

But later, he rarely got sick, and he grew taller!

Being short has always been his heart disease, and he hasn't grown up for several years.

Now, just a few months later, one day, someone said that he was taller than before, and he couldn't believe it. He went to take a test and found that he had grown half a centimeter taller.

He couldn't believe it.

However, as long as he can grow taller, he felt that it would not be so unbearable to have a needle every day.

"Why don't you line up?" Wen Degong asked the servant who came to the east.

Donglai said: "I gave this and said there was no need to queue up, just call the number later."

Donglai has a brand in his hand, which is specially made with a seven on it.

"This is convenient." Wen Degong was surprised and saved a lot of time.

"No, it's the first time I've seen him."

When Wen Degong saw that he called No. 5, someone went directly to take the pulse.

They just sit there without having to queue up and stand tired.

Ye Rong was idle and was wandering around in the clinic and had to go to the back hall to see it.

Mu Er stopped him and prevented him from walking around.

"I'll see what they're doing in." Ye Rong looked at Jiang Yuanhui getting up, took the patient to the back hall, and came out again after a while, and was very curious.

"Of course it's a medical treatment. If you want to know, you will know naturally when it comes to you."

Of course, Mu Er knew who Ye Rong was, and he didn't spoil him and lifted him up to Duke Wen De.

"Let me go, let me go!" Ye Rong hates others to treat him the most.

This will make others look tall and very short. Isn’t this a piercing point?

Ye Rong was put down, tidying up his clothes, his face full of anger.

"Sorry. I'm seeing a doctor later, so I can't go in casually."

Wen Degong looked at him and frowned slightly. This man had a very familiar face.

However, he has been away from the capital for more than ten years, which is longer than Old Master Jiang’s resignation. Many people think they are familiar with each other, but they don’t remember them much.

Mu Er did not intend to recognize him directly. If he did not reveal his identity as Wen Degong, he would just pretend that he didn't know.

"No. 7." Yue Ning quickly shouted No. 7.

Wen Degong took Ye Rong to the front, Jiang Yuan raised his head and asked indifferently: "Is it from Wen Degong's Mansion?"

"Yes, it seems that Brother Fu has told you." Duke Wen De looked at Jiang Yuan, a little surprised. He didn't expect that this doctor was so young.

Actually, thinking about it is true. Fu Jiu is only seventeen or eighteen years old. How old can his wife be?

I didn’t expect that the medical skills of these two people were so powerful!

"I'll help the young master take his pulse first." Jiang Yuan nodded.

Ye Rong was well-behaved and reached out to let Jiang Yuan show it.

How could that demon Fu Jiu have such a beautiful wife?

This sister is really beautiful.

Wen Degong also stared at her, only to think that this person was also familiar, and where had he seen him?

He looked at Mu Er again, his eyes moved, and he frowned.

Jiang Yuan took the pulse and said for a while: "The control is good, but the medicine needs to be used after a while. You can slowly lengthen the time interval of the medicine."

"As for diet, I will write a list and send it to the mansion. In the future, the prince's diet should be reasonably controlled according to the list."

"There is also the current situation of the young prince. You can exercise more appropriately, mainly jogging, swimming, etc., just sweat slightly, and not too vigorously. Appropriate exercise is also beneficial to his illness."
Chapter completed!