Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"Forget it, I don't fight with you. Didn't you say there is a way to solve my urgent need? What is it?" Leng Yeran gave a cold look to Leng Yetong and waved his hand. After thinking about her, Zhengzheng said, "I say that some medics haven't been able to diagnose what the disease is. If you can cure it, there will be rewards."

"Don't impose their incompetence on me." Leng Yetong sneered scornfully, and said half-sarcastically, then glanced around, and surely saw their sloppy expression, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't show that kind of The problem of expressions and abilities is not something that can be solved in a day or two. Even if you don't agree with what I say today, wait until you have the ability to challenge me. "

"Although my medical skills are not as advanced as yours, they are by no means useless. It is a bit too arrogant for you to say this." The oldest and most veteran military doctor in the military doctor's eyes glared and snorted, He said dissatisfied, "The hair of young people has not grown up yet, so they come out to show their ability. It really makes people laugh!" Huh!

"You can't detect such a simple plague. Do you blame me for being incompetent? Huh?" Leng Yetong sketched a sneer and squinted a glance at the talking old medic. As soon as the voice fell, he saw the medic's face. They were all embarrassed and smiled coldly, saying, "Although the symptoms are not obvious, if you check them carefully, you will easily find that they are the symptoms of plague. After a long inspection of your group, none of them found this. It's a symptom of plague, not incompetence, what? Uh? "

"You !!! I !!!" Leng Yetong's relentlessness made the old medic suddenly unable to come down to the stage, with an old face flushed and swollen with anger, but he didn't know how to refute, fiercely. Glancing at her, don't talk too much.

"Well, don't quarrel anymore. Now that you've found out the reason, let's go to cure it." Leng Yeran's majestic voice interrupted their argument and said quietly.

"This ..." The medic below was a little embarrassed, whispering privately and left and right, with a look of embarrassment between his eyebrows, and finally stood up by a medic, after a ceremony, said in an embarrassment, " General Yu, this plague has never been cured, but now ... "

"Incompetence, just admit it. What if you're cured?" Leng Yetong stood up with a cold smile, playing with a crutch in his hand, and said with a chuckle, "If I cure this Plague, how about helping me do something else? "

"If you can cure the plague, I'll just tell you what to do, as long as it's not harmful, we will do it." The medical doctor who reported the situation to Leng Yeran slightly, then went back and said firmly, "I wait Advocating the strong, there is no end to the path to learning medicine. If you really can cure the plague today, I will be obedient. "

"It is enough if you have this sentence. From today on, you will all listen to my instructions. Within ten days, solve the urgent needs of the Pioneer Camp." Leng Yetong Yan smiled, said confidently, raised her eyes and looked at the first Leng Yeran, asked with a smile, "General, I wonder if you can borrow your medic for me?"

"The biography will order that from now on, everything related to the treatment of plague will be ordered by the army. If there is any disobedience, the military law will dispose of it." Leng Yeran looked at her for a moment, thinking for a moment, coldly facing him. The lieutenant on the side said.