Chapter 155: Could it be that you are interested?
When she came to Qishan Manor under a different identity, Mu Changying's face was indifferent and seemed to be calm, but in fact, she was already panicking in her heart.
She is a bone spirit who has practiced for many years, and she is very good at pretending to be a demon, and she is very handy at stirring water.
But Rong Luyuan is not a vegetarian either. He is an unfathomable demon catcher, specializing in all kinds of goblins who make waves.
Li Li looked at Mu Changying, who had an indifferent face, and nodded indiscernibly.
Sure enough, he was a genius doctor who had seen strong winds and waves, and he was not frightened when he saw this majestic manor.
The two were speechless all the way and came to the second floor in silence.
"Second Master, the Changning Doctor has arrived."
Li Li took the person into the old lady's room, and then respectfully retreated to the door to guard.
From the corner of Mu Changying's eyes, she looked at the old lady lying on the bed.
Fortunately, judging from the complexion, the current situation is not too bad, and it will not be difficult to treat.
She pursed her dry lips and glanced at Rong Luyuan in an extremely obscure way.
"Second Master Rong, I have long admired your name."
"On the way here just now, Li Tesuke gave a general introduction to the old lady's situation. The old lady's condition cannot be delayed. If you agree, I can check the pulse immediately."
Mu Changying's heart was beating like a drum, and thin sweat dripped from the palm of her hand holding the bag.
She took a deep breath and tried to suppress her unease, a social smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Changning's genius doctor is very skilled in medicine. I am looking forward to your ability to treat my mother well."
Rong Luyuan sat on the chair and raised his head to look at the goddess doctor opposite.
His face is decent, his temperament is refined, his manner is neither humble nor arrogant, and he has a degree of advance and retreat. He must be someone who has seen the wind and waves.
But... it's the voice...
His tea-making movement paused for a few seconds, and a cold glow appeared in his deep and dark eyes, "But...is Miss Changning feeling unwell?"
The woman's voice sounded cold, but he was sure it wasn't her original voice.
And... one of the lessons that assassins need to learn is the subject of changing voices.
Immediately after the accident on the front foot of the goddess doctor, the goddess doctor appeared in a high-profile manner on the back foot. Is there any connection between the two?
"Second Master, don't worry, my body will not affect my performance no matter what."
Mu Changying lowered his eyes, and a turbulent undercurrent flashed in his eyes that were dazzling with water mist.
A Yuan is suspicious by nature, and these words are a trap. No matter if the answer is good or not, he will be questioned.
Hearing this, the coldness in Rong Luyuan's eyes deepened a bit, and the whole body exuded a deep coldness.
"Although Miss Changning is full of confidence, my mother's condition cannot be taken lightly. I hope Miss Changning can answer my question directly."
His aggressive gaze fell on Mu Changying's body, and when he saw her smooth and slender neck, a strange color surged in his heart.
A glaze-like streamer appeared in the man's eyes, and his gaze moved all the way down from her face.
A slender waist, slender legs, and a cunning personality... all of these can vaguely see the shadow of Yingbao.
Could it be that the person hiding behind the scenes knew about Yingbao's existence, so he planned to send a similar-looking person to test him?
But fakes are fakes, and fakes can never become real.
The delusion of fish eyes to replace pearls is simply ridiculous.
"Second Master seems to be very concerned about how I am doing? Isn't this behavior a surprise?"
Mu Changying frowned and looked directly at the man in front of her with unpleasant eyes.
The two looked at each other, the air suddenly condensed, and the room was silent.
"..."
Mu Changying's heart beat faster, as if a drum was beating violently, as if it would pop out of her throat in the next second.