Chapter 103

Does this guy still put his nose on his face?

"The bed is spacious. We sleep separately and don't disturb each other." Gu Mian Mo lightly opens her and says.

However, his tone did not mean to discuss with Mo Qingge.

Mo Qingge had no choice but to keep a certain distance from him and sleep in the corner.

"Well, then you must abide by the agreement and don't mess around!" This is the bottom line of moqingge.

Uncle Huang, it's really refreshing her bottom line again and again!

"Well."

Gu Mo agreed to come down, then really only obediently lie down, no longer close to the past, close eyes speechless.

It's Mo Qingge, who doesn't sleep. He has something to say, but he doesn't know how to say it.

"Uncle Huang, you..."

Gu Mian Mo opened his eyes and opened his thin lips and said, "song, if you move again, I don't guarantee what will happen."

It's a gentle sentence, but Mo Qingge is so scared that she quickly covers the quilt and sleeps quietly.

It was another night without a nightmare.

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The next day.

Chen, Mo Qingge in accordance with the agreed time, to frost palace to Jiang Mu Chu consultation, Gu Mian Mo Yi Rong Cheng yesterday was slapped dead Luo steward, follow.

Entering the hall, I heard a weak cough. Inside the hall, there was a faint smell of sandalwood.

"Here comes Qingge girl."

"Cough..." Jiang Mu Chu said faintly, his tone sounded weak, "please go down first."

"Yes

So, Mo Qingge was invited into the inner hall. Jiang Mu Chu looked up and saw that she was wearing a veil. He asked curiously, "Qingge girl, what's the matter with you? Why do you hide your face?"

"Er, I..." as soon as I mentioned the veil, Mo Qingge couldn't help but want to hit someone and gave a cold glance at someone behind him.

This veil was forced on her by Uncle Huang when she went out.

However, Mo Qingge or casually find an excuse, prevaricate in the past: "I have some allergies on my face these two days, so use the veil to cover up."

"Is that all right?" Jiang Mu Chu asked with concern.

"It's OK. It should be OK in two days."

"Then I'm relieved." With a gentle smile, Jiang Mu Chu faintly felt that a burning look fell on him, as if to burn a hole in him.

Jiang Mu Chu noticed that Luo Guan Shi was still behind Mo Qingge and asked casually, "Qingge, yesterday, Luo Guan Shi didn't have a place where he didn't treat me badly, did he?"

"No, Luo is very responsible." Mo Qingge thought that the real Luo manager had been shot dead.

Then, Mo Qingge turned around and said to the "governor of Luo" behind him, "governor of Luo, I want to give the little city master acupuncture treatment. You go out first."

"Well." Luo manager coldly answered a word, Yu Guang glanced at the beginning of Jiang mu, then turned and went out.

Jiang Mu Chu looks at Luo Guan Shi's back and seems to be at a loss.

It's strange. How can Luo Guanshi, who is obsequious and servile, change his personality today?

However, he didn't think much about it, and then he came back to himself and saw Mo Qingge give him a prescription.

He took it and asked, "what's this?"

"I said yesterday that the young city leader suffered from a rare weakness, which can only be solved by Qingpu pill." Mo Qingge explained, "this pharmacy is the herbal medicine needed for refining qingpo pill. Please search for it as soon as possible, so that I can refine the pill!"

Of course, Mo Qingge didn't give him the complete prescription of Qingpu pills. There were several key herbs that were not rare. She asked Xuan to leave and collected them secretly.

Although she felt very kind when she saw this river at dusk, she still had to keep a line for everything, including this prescription, which should not be easily leaked to others!

"Good." After taking the prescription, Jiang Mu Chu was still a little excited, "Qingge, don't worry, I will search all these herbs for you in three days!"

"Well." Mo Qingge thought, the sooner the better.

Then, the Xuanwen bracelet on her wrist turned into a row of silver needles: "young city master, then I will continue to give you needles."

"Well." Jiang Mu Chu's eyes inadvertently fell on the silver needle made of the bracelet, and a trace of surprise passed in his eyes.

"Before applying the needle, I have something to say to the young city master." After a pause, Mo Qingge said, "acupuncture is very effective, so I will increase the dosage day by day. Otherwise, I am also worried that if the dosage is too much at once, your body will not be able to bear it!"

"So..."

"In this way, the treatment cycle will be relatively long." Mo Qingge knew what he wanted to ask, "so I said yesterday that it would take about two months to completely cure with qingpo pill!"

"If the dosage is increased, can the treatment cycle be shortened?" Jiang Mu Chu asked faintly.

"That's right." Mo Qingge seems to see his mind, "little city master, most of the drugs I use are poisonous. They are very effective. It's not good for your health to add too much medicine."

Jiang Mu Chu gave a bitter smile: "however, I don't want to waste people for a day. This kind of day is like sitting on pins and needles, life is not like death!"

Instead, he took a look at Mo Qingge: "Qingge, I believe you. You can increase the dosage and shorten the treatment cycle by half."

"Why do you insist on this one month?" Mo Qingge doesn't quite understand.

"A month and a half later, there will be a competition of refiners in Shengzhou. If possible... I still want to participate in it." At the beginning of the evening of the river, he nodded slightly. There was a trace of loss in his eyes.

At one time, he was high spirited in the competition of weapon refiners, and was regarded as a gifted youth by the major weapon refiners' associations.

However, since his illness, he has not participated in the competition for three years, and everyone seems to have forgotten him, even ridiculed the fallen genius.

"I see." Mo Qingge understood his meaning, "well, I'll cure you in January!"

Positive tone, no hesitation.

"Thank you, Qingge!" Jiang Mu Chu gives her a grateful look.

Mo Qingge didn't say much, so he began to give the needle. He was always meticulous and serious.

Through the veil, Jiang Mu Chu could only see the outline of the woman's face, but it was very attractive. He was so absorbed for a long time.

Because Mo Qingge increased the dosage of acupuncture, just after a while, Jiang Mu Chu's face became more pale, without a trace of blood.

The next second, a mouthful of blood gushed out. Jiang Mu Chu's finger bones curled up tightly, and a little cold sweat came out of his forehead.

"Young city master, if you can't hold on, please let me know at any time." Mo Qingge Xiu eyebrow micro Cu, a word to remind the way.

"No harm..." Jiang Mu Chu opened his lips and said faintly, thinking that he would have to survive anyway!