"Of course!"
"It's my daughter, Fang Qingyun!"
"How is it? I'm not lying to you, right? Isn't she a peerless beauty?"
Fang Xuanling stroked his goatee as he spoke to Zhang Zhi with a prideful expression. He then winked at Zhang Zhi in a somewhat indecent manner.
"Cough cough, Miss Fang's beauty is indeed devastatingly beautiful.”
"As the saying goes: a thousand years without color, pleasing to the eye is a beauty. Her beauty could topple a country and shock the world!”
Zhang Zhi casually recited a poem that he had read in his previous life.
It was just right for Fang Qingyun.
At the same time, he felt like crying!
If he had known that Fang Qingyun had such peerless talent, he would have agreed to it at the Phoenix Cry Palace!
As a single man who had lived two lives, if he could marry such a beautiful wife, he would probably wake up from his dreams smiling.
Wait a minute.
The daughter of the old master's family was like this. It was not bad than what he said.
That Old Du and that Brother Ji, uh no, the daughter of the Zhangsun family couldn't be like what they said, right?？
Tsk!
What did I miss?
Even though Zhang Zhi was regretting what he did back then.
However, on the surface, he still looked like a calm and modest gentleman. He nodded and smiled at Fang Qingyun.
He had a bright smile, a handsome face, a strong figure, a noble temperament, and the poem that he had just blurted out to praise her.
This made Fang clan's sickly beauty's eyes light up.
She had a strong impression of Zhang Zhi, and her heart that had been silent for more than ten years suddenly jumped up like a plucked string.
Last night.
When Fang Xuanling returned home, he would brag to his daughter about Zhang Zhi, so that he could create a good impression of Zhang Zhi in his daughter's heart.
Fang Qingyun had never seen her father praise someone like this. She was already curious about Zhang Zhi before they met.
Now that they had met, she was already praising her appearance to the fullest.
Just as his father had said, he was a talented person!
"Hahaha!"
"The divine doctor's talent is still so amazing. He only saw my daughter for a few breaths of time and he was able to compose such a stunning poem.”
"I admire you! I admire you!"
When Fang Xuanling heard Zhang Zhi's poem, he burst into laughter. His old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum.
He had brought Fang Qingyun along.
The first was to treat his daughter's chronic illness for many years.
The second was naturally to create an opportunity between the two of them!
Now, it seemed that the effect was very good.
This handsome man and beautiful woman seemed to have a good impression of each other.
"I'm sorry to make a fool of myself.”Zhang Zhi felt a little awkward. After all, he was the one who borrowed from the later generations.
"It's just a casual work and it's already so eye-catching. It seems that the divine doctor's talent is far beyond my imagination!”
"I'm impressed!"
Fang Xuanling cupped his hands and forcefully boasted, with a hint of bootlicking.
Fang Qingyun looked at her father's appearance, her cherry mouth slightly opened, and her expression was quite surprised.
His father had always been more serious and upright. Today, he actually treated Zhang Zhi with such an attitude. This did not match his character!？
What kind of charm did Zhang Zhi have to make his father, a subordinate of the emperor, treat him like this?
Fang Qing Yun blinked her almond-shaped eyes and looked at Zhang Zhi with deep curiosity.
Little did he know…
A woman's fall often began with curiosity!
"Alright, alright, stop bragging, Old Fang!”
"I'm a little embarrassed by your boasting!”
"Hurry up and treat your daughter!”
Zhang Zhi waved his hand, indicating for Fang Xuanling to stop his bragging. He was bragging so awkwardly that even Zhang Zhi felt a little embarrassed.
"Yes, yes, yes. Let's see the doctor first.”
After Zhang Zhi's reminder, Fang Xuanling finally remembered what he was here for.
They walked into the clinic.
Zhang Zhi and Fang Qingyun sat opposite each other with a table in between them. He handed Fang Qingyun a mystic thread and asked her to tie it herself.
He placed his fingers on the mystic silk and quietly felt Fang Qingyun's pulse and heartbeat.
Pulse-reading with a thread!
Fang Qing Yun's almond-shaped eyes looked at the mystic silk tied to her wrist in surprise, revealing a deep admiration.
In the past, the doctors who treated him would cover his wrist with silk to take his pulse.
And Zhang Zhi was actually using Xuan Silk to diagnose his pulse!
As expected of a divine doctor!
At such a close distance, Fang Qingyun looked at Zhang Zhi's focused and serious appearance as he treated his illness. He was filled with a different kind of charm, and his heart could not help but beat faster.
Zhang Zhi noticed this and looked up at her subconsciously.
Their eyes met.
Fang Qingyun immediately lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong. His face quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, directly to his ears.
Zhang Zhi shook his head and smiled as he looked at Fang Qingyun, who was like a frightened rabbit.
Girls in ancient times were still shy!
"Miss Fang, I already understand your condition.”
"Have you been weak all year round and feel sore from exhaustion? Moreover, he often suffered from insomnia, dry coughs, short of breath, night sweats, and Heavenly Sunflower Disorder!”
Zhang Zhi put away the mystic silk and asked Fang Qingyun.
When Fang Qingyun heard this, his mouth subconsciously opened into an 'O' shape!
This was…Just by taking his pulse, he could understand all of his illness?
Too awesome!
Instantly, Fang Qingyun's eyes shone with admiration.
Over the years, there were at least a hundred or eighty doctors who had treated her, but none of them were as good as Zhang Zhi. Even the imperial physicians in the palace were the same!
"That's right, Qing Yun's condition is just as the divine doctor said. Many doctors said that Qing Yun wouldn't live long.”
"I wonder if the divine doctor can cure him?"
Fang Qing Yun looked at Zhang Zhi with eyes filled with anticipation and hope.
Originally, she no longer had any illusions about her illness, but Zhang Zhi had let her see the dawn of hope!
Fang Xuanling clenched his fists and looked at Zhang Zhi nervously.
His daughter's illness had always been a thorn in his side.
"This…"
Zhang Zhi scratched his head with a troubled expression.
Seeing Zhang Zhi's expression, Fang Qingyun and Fang Xuanling's hearts sank to the bottom.
Could it be…Unable to heal!
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