Chapter 19

Before Wen Xiaoai lost his temper, a heavy warning sound sounded displeased:

"Don't touch it!"

The drunkard rolled his eyes at Jun Moyan, smiled nonchalantly, and then began to examine the cat.

However, within a minute of the inspection, the alcoholic's expression was a little off...

This hellish expression made other people present feel confused, and they were even more curious about what was going on.

If it wasn't for Jun Moyan's presence, Tsing Yi and Bai Yi would have stepped forward to inquire.

It was really the first time this expression appeared on the drunkard's face, it was too strange.

I'm afraid that even if Wuyuan was attacked and exploded, the drunk probably just didn't bother to take a look.

On the contrary, Jun Moyan's expression did not change.

Because the drunkard's shocked eyes also appeared in his eyes more than ten minutes ago.

This cat is indeed unusual.

The drunkard's expression made the white clothes on the side couldn't help thinking wildly again.

Is it really what he thought, this cat...was possessed by something?

This alcoholic not only knows how to see a doctor, but can also see these things?

That's really hidden.

"What's the matter?" Tsing Yi noticed the strange looking Bai Yi beside him.

Bai Yi glanced at Tsing Yi, bumped his elbow hard, and whispered:

"It's not all about you."

"Isn't it possible that a cat and a crow scare you like this? When you go out, don't say that you are from Wuyuan, you will simply embarrass the young master."

"You're still gloating, I'll settle the score with you later." Bai Yi gave him a hard look.

After a while, the drunkard stopped checking and looked at Jun Moyan: "This... is it really the cat from before?"

"Do you think I'd be so bored to find the same cat and let you check it if it's bloody?" Jun Moyan looked at the alcoholic like a fool.

The drunkard stared at him, as if wondering how credible his words were.

It's not that he thinks Jun Moyan is boring, but that this...is incredible.

"What about the wound on its body? I wasn't really drunk just now, at most half an hour, you told me the wound healed?"

"..." Jun Moyan couldn't explain this, because he didn't understand either.

"Or did you hire another old fairy doctor who went back to the mountains? Impossible, there is no better medical skill than me in this world."

You're so thick-skinned, who said there's no better medical skill than yours?

The medicine king of our cat monster tribe is much more powerful than you, and they don't drink alcohol.

Wen Xiaoai despised the alcoholic in his heart.

Then stretched out two little paws towards Jun Moyan, and called out in a milky voice, with a flattering tone:

"Meow~"

to hug.

The energy in him can heal her wounds, she needs it.

Jun Moyan took two steps forward and reached out to hug its small body.

Wen Xiaoai narrowed her eyes slightly, nestled in his arms with satisfaction, and worked hard to absorb the energy from him.

"Is there any problem with its body?" Jun Moyan asked the alcoholic.

The alcoholic stared at the cat in Jun Moyan's arms, rubbed his delicate and thin chin with one hand, and was so puzzled that he ignored Jun Moyan's question.

"Ask you."

"You haven't answered me yet, what's going on with this cat?"

"If I know, do I still need to ask you?"

"This is too... evil." The alcoholic folded his hands on his chest, leaned back slightly on the sofa.

A pair of peach blossom eyes still stared at Wen Xiaoai, unable to tell a diagnosis result for a long time.

"You also think evil, don't you?" Bai Yi couldn't help but interjected.

The drunkard looked at the white robe, waiting for his next words.