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Chapter 366: Wasting Medicine, Just Find a Cool Place to Bury It

Chapter 366: Chapter 366: Wasting Medicine, Just Find a Cool Place to Bury It

"Who needs treatment?" the drunkard entered without intentionally putting on airs or acting difficult.

Because Qing Yi had just said not to treat him no matter what, let alone if it was possible.

It would be best to aggravate him as well.

Actually, the drunkard had already figured it out when he heard that Jun Wuyang was seeking treatment—he didn’t need Qing Yi to tell him.

He initially wanted to say don’t waste medicine, find a cooler place to bury him quickly, but then thought it might be letting him off too easily.

The drunkard knew too well how Jun Wuyang treated Jun Moyan.

Such a good opportunity naturally couldn’t be missed.

"Are you the doctor?" Jun Wuyang sized up the drunk who was several years younger than himself, furrowing his brow.

Everyone seemed fooled; this did not look like a doctor at all.

Calling him a male nurse would be giving him too much credit.

"What, don’t I look like it?" the drunkard walked past him towards the table in front of the sofa, picked an apple from the fruit plate, and began munching on it.

"Do you think you look like it?" Jun Wuyang retorted irritably.

The drunkard just shrugged his shoulders, munching on the apple without a word.

He bore an air of ’believe it or not, I don’t care.’

"Now that you’ve seen for yourselves, have you lost heart? Can you leave now?" the old lady Jun stood up, with an arrogant air that screamed, ’I told you so, but you wouldn’t listen.’

Jun Qing and the elder master Jun looked at the seemingly unreliable drunkard, their hopes falling.

They had originally thought that anyone who could follow Moyan would have some abilities, but they didn’t expect such an unreliable youngster.

"Once you leave this door, even if you kneel down and beg me to treat you, don’t dream of me doing it," the drunkard said leisurely, the sound of him munching an apple ringing out.

Jun Wuyang, who was walking towards the door with the old lady Jun, stopped and said over his shoulder without turning his head, "I wonder if impersonating a doctor counts as a crime."

"Heh..." Qing Yi scoffed coldly, "Do you need him to slap his medical license in your face?"

Well, actually, whether the drunkard had a medical license or if he graduated from an official medical school, even Qing Yi didn’t know for sure.

But the drunkard’s medical skills were definitely no worse than those famous doctors from the Gu Family.

"Not long ago, the old master Bai of the Bai Family in the Holy City was seriously injured by poison from the Baiming Sect, the old man came to seek medical help in person, Wei Ming, Uncle Ming came to ask politely for treatment. Jun young master, you’re really putting on quite a show," Qing Yi mocked.

"The old master Bai came to seek treatment?" That surprised both Jun Qing and the elder master Jun.

"Of course."

It’s just that he was almost killed by the drunkard’s treatment... no, it was wrong to blame the drunkard as there was barely any hope to begin with.

The words of Qing Yi made everyone in the Jun Family focus their attention once more on the drunkard, even the old lady Jun was no longer in a hurry to leave.

After all, she truly cared for her precious grandson.

"Moyan, is that true?" the elder master Jun turned to Jun Moyan for confirmation.

"Mmm," Jun Moyan responded.

"The drunkard is really skilled; even that old Mr. Bai came to seek his treatment before," Wen Xiao’ai chimed in as well.

Then, regardless of whether the drunkard understood her hint, she discreetly made eye contact with him.

Hearing this, Jun Qing hesitated no longer and stood up, calling Jun Wuyang back, "Wuyang, come back and let the doctor have a look."

Jun Wuyang stood still, actually wanting to seek treatment, but his pride held him back.

Knowing his grandson’s pridefulness, the elder master Jun directly asked Jun Qing to drag him over.

"Doctor, please take a look and see what’s wrong with him. He’s been incessantly itchy and no doctor could tell the cause," Jun Qing said politely.

The drunkard looked at Jun Wuyang standing before him and, while munching on the apple, said, "Take off your mask and let me have a look."