Chapter 18 Don't Move Around, Be Obedient, Let Him Check

The drunkard raised his eyebrows, and patted his thighs with both hands:

"Examination? That's fine, but I've run out of money for drinks recently, Young Master Jun, would you like to pay my card or cash for the medical fee?"

As he spoke, he blinked at Jun Moyan, and stretched out a hand to make a gesture asking for money. He was simply a money fanatic.

To say that this alcoholic has amazing medical skills, he should be sought after by all the big families, flattered, and treated as a guest of honor.

After all, the big family is not short of money, but is afraid of disease, so someone with capital like him will definitely not be the one who is short of money.

But please don't doubt that this alcoholic is really a poor man.

His good medical skills were really ruined by him.

It is only occasionally useful in Wuyuan, and sometimes the guy he eats—the medicine box, is thrown directly in Wuyuan, and he will not take it away for ten days and a half months.

Besides Jun Moyan, no one could invite him.

Every time he saw him begging for money from Jun Moyan, Tsing Yi couldn't help but say, "Brother, if you just treat a rich man with an intractable disease, it will be enough for you to spend a few years, why don't you want to go?" What about struggle? At such a young age, why does he like to get drunk and die in the pile of wine all day long?

However, the drunkard always smiled and said drunkenly: You don't understand, alcohol is a good thing. Money, no interest, just waking up to drink a few gourd wine every day is enough.

money? Too lazy to earn.

Tsing Yi can only say: You haven't experienced the word "benevolence of a doctor" at all.

I don't know if there is no cash machine like San Shao, will the drunkard go to the doctor for the money...

Jun Moyan looked at the alcoholic begging for money, and felt a little headache: "Sooner or later, you will be poisoned by alcohol, in the dead wine vat."

The drunkard chuckled and waved his hand, indicating that he would not die from drinking.

Then without talking nonsense, she reached out to hug Wen Xiaoai who was on the case, ready to check it.

Wen Xiaoai moved back in disgust, not wanting the drunkard to touch her.

"Hey, why don't you let me touch you?"

This time Wen Xiaoai was prepared. The moment the drunkard opened his mouth to speak, she covered her nose with her front paw.

The other little paw waved in front of him, as if to dispel the disgusting air.

"Hey, that's a nice cat."

The drunkard grinned, and found Wen Xiaoai's anthropomorphic behavior quite interesting.

He put his hand close to it again, but as soon as he got close, Wen Xiaoai's little paw waving the air directly slapped his hand away.

He gave him a hard look and warned him not to touch it.

Then he looked at Jun Moyan with a little aggrieved eyes.

It seems to be saying: I am fine, can I not check?

Even if it is checked, can you find a more reliable doctor?

"Don't move around, be obedient, let him check."

Jun Moyan's expression was as indifferent as ever, and even the tone of his speech was the same as usual, with a commanding tone that he was used to.

But what he said... made the tone completely change, how should I put it?

Hmm... No matter how it sounds, it sounds like coaxing a child...

Wen Xiaoai was a little discouraged, she didn't dare to lose her temper with this human named Third Young Master.

Although this human being was good-looking, he was too hostile and his aura was too strong, which made her a little scared.

Felt like he'd wring its neck off if I pissed him off.

Of course, it's only for now, when her mana recovers, she won't be afraid of him no matter who he is or how terrifying he is.

It's just that at the moment... my life is the most important thing.

Seeing that the cat was being honest, the drunkard couldn't help but want to tease it, so he stretched out his hand and flicked its head:

"So listen to him?"