At this moment, in the Mu family residence in the county town, the divine doctor Mu Shaoling, whom the villagers have been talking about, sneezed loudly over a dozen times.
"Did you catch a cold?" Baili Yan asked worriedly.
"No, I just guess that dead girl is talking about me again," Mu Shaoling grumbled.
When he mentioned Yang Chuxia again, Baili Yan didn't remind Mu Shaoling this time, because he had also heard the words that Mu Shaoling had said to Ye Zi'an last time.
"I thought you really had your eyes on that little girl." Baili Yan said, thinking about what Mu Shaoling had said at the last martial arts competition.
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaoling snorted, "I just think that little girl is interesting, okay? Besides, someone like this young master should at least marry someone gentle and lovely. That dead girl can choke someone with just one sentence."
Baili Yan just shook his head with a smile.