Chapter 97

"Sorry." Mo Qingge came back and tried to calm her mood a lot. "I've got the wrong person."

She knew that this man looked like his brother, but not his.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Mu Chu gave a gentle smile, and his voice was as warm as jade. "Do I look like your brother?"

Soft voice a export, let Mo Qingge heart palpitation.

As like as two peas, brother is the same as his brother. Even his voice and tone are exactly the same.

In her memory, the elder brother usually does not speak much, but is always very gentle to her, all gentleness, gave her a person.

"Well." For a long time, Mo Qingge should be such a word, finger bones can't help shaking slightly.

"Then we have a destiny." Jiang Mu Chu gave her a gentle smile, without the airs of a little city master.

Mo Qingge nodded gently and tried to control her emotions. She said faintly, "little Lord, let me feel your pulse first."

She didn't know it at all. A burning look fell on her. She wanted to penetrate her whole body.

Ye Zixi stares at Mo Qingge fiercely. He is full of hatred and injustice for the conversation they just had.

What brother? This woman obviously takes this opportunity to get close to her cousin.

She has to be on guard against a woman who tends to be aggressive!

Mo Qingge sat down and carefully felt the pulse for Jiang Mu Chu. Then he felt that the pulse was familiar.

Asthenia?

Yes, Jiang Mu Chu's symptoms are exactly the symptoms of asthenia. Leng Ling Qian talked with her for a long time in Fenghua Valley before.

"Young city Lord's illness, should be two or three years old?" Mo Qingge asked calmly.

"That's right." Mrs. Jiang was a little surprised to see that she was so accurate. "Chuer suffered from such a stubborn disease three years ago, and his body began to weaken rapidly. Not only that, over the years, even his accomplishments have lost a lot. His father and I searched for famous doctors in Shengzhou, but they all failed..."

Mrs. Jiang sighed slightly. Speaking of this, her eyes were red.

As one of the five major schools in the northern underworld, the power of Xueyu must not be underestimated. However, with their contacts and relationships, they can't even find famous doctors.

It is conceivable that in the northern underworld, asthenia should be a very rare disease, or there is no such statement at all.

"You have been feeling the pulse for a long time, can you see what symptoms my first son is suffering from?" Mrs. Jiang asked.

"I know." Mo Qingge blurted out, "what little city Lord suffers from is a rare symptom, weakness."

Debilitation

Hearing these three words, Leng Qianqian and Leng Feifei, who were standing nearby, looked at each other, as if they had never heard of this disease.

The two of them are also disciples of Qiyun castle. They have just felt for the little city master for a long time, but they don't see anything.

Mo Qingge this wench casually said, is a disease they have never heard of, is not to fool people?

"What is asthenia?" Sure enough, Mrs. Jiang has never heard of it.

"As I just said, it's a rare disease." Mo Qingge is also too lazy to explain too much, "the patient's physical function will speed up the decline, organ damage, this disease, I can cure!"

In a word, it shocked all of you.

At the beginning of Jiang's twilight, there was a little hope in his eyes, but more surprise.

"Do you really... Can it be cured?" Mrs. Jiang looked at her up and down, obviously not believing.

This girl doesn't look special. Can she really cure Chuer's stubborn disease?

You know, even master Suli can't cure this stubborn disease all at once.

"This girl." Finally, Leng Qian couldn't help but say, "little city master, this disease obviously can't be treated with urgent medicine. You need to take care of it slowly before you can recover. How can it be that you can cure it for a while and a half?"

Her implication is very simple, you're talking about it!

"That's right." Mo Qingge said calmly, "the stubborn disease of the young city master really needs to recuperate for a month or so, and then slowly cure it. Within two months, the medicine will get rid of the disease, and it won't be a problem!"

Within two months, the medicine will get rid of the disease!

Now, the grass has been in hand, refining qingpo pill, for Mo Qingge, it is easy.

Two months has been a short time for Jiang Mu Chu. After all, he has been in hospital for three years, but there is no result.

"Don't mislead people." Leng Feifei also interjected, "young city master's illness, should not be eager for quick success and instant benefits, you have to recuperate for about half a year, to recover, two months, how can it be?"

Of course, Leng Feifei and Leng Qianqian don't know how to treat Jiang's symptoms. They don't even know what Jiang's symptoms are.

So, they just don't want to lose to a wild girl. Anyway, they are also disciples of Qiyun castle!

Mo Qingge glanced at her and said, "you can't do it. It doesn't mean other people can't do it."

"You..." Leng Feifei's eyes opened angrily. "Miss Mo, you don't have the rank of alchemist, do you? Even the Alchemist is not, so he misleads people here. If you misdiagnose the disease of the little Lord, you can't afford it! "

"That's it." Leng Qianqian also immediately echoed, "I don't even have the qualification of alchemist. I don't know where the barefoot doctor came from. Mrs. Jiang, you can't give the little city master to her at will!"

Mrs. Jiang glanced at Mo Qingge, obviously suspicious.

"Cough..." Jiang Mu Chu coughed twice and said mildly, "don't fight. Listen to Qingge first. It's not too late for the girl to finish!"

"Little Lord." So, Mo Qingge went on, "you have a long history of stubborn disease, so you need a treatment cycle. Otherwise, the side effects of drugs on the body are very big, and they will only backfire."

Then Mo Qingge took out the silver needle from the Xuanwen bracelet and said, "I'll give you a few needles first. Although it doesn't work for you, it's better than nothing."

"Well, what are you going to do?"

"Don't mess about!"

Seeing that the silver needle of Mo Qingge's fingertip is about to fall, ye Zixi and Mrs. Jiang are worried.

This girl, unexpectedly wants to prick her cousin with a needle, it's not kind at all!

Mo Qingge almost forgot that there is no "acupuncture" in this continent.

Just about to explain something, Jiang Mu Chu said first: "I believe in Qingge girl, let her have a try."

After that, he threw a faint smile to Mo Qingge. Mo Qingge's lips were slightly raised, and he also laughed back.

His attitude has always been so gentle.

"Mo Qingge, I can tell you, take your time. If something happens to Chuer, I want you to pay for it!" Mrs. Jiang said the ugly things first.

Mo Qingge didn't answer, a few silver needles went down and pierced into the acupoints of Jiang Mu Chu.