Chapter 1787

In Yan Mo Li's gaze, Mo Shanghua's eyes were completely dark, and he pursed his lips slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Mo Li lip angle radian not reduced but increased, the tea cup back to the table, Yang Sheng way: "come on."

As soon as his voice fell, his bodyguard came in.

"If you go to send a message to the emperor's younger brother, you will say that the princess has agreed to treat our temple. For the time being, you don't need to look for four famous doctors. You can only trace the person who poisoned behind the scenes." Yan Mo Li Mou bottom slightly over a little self-confidence, just like a king who controls the whole situation, light command.

The bodyguard nodded and turned back.

Yan Mo Li stretched out his wrist and nodded to the flowers on the road, "please."

Mo Shanghua stood still for a while, then moved to the front of collapse, put his fingers between his wrists, closed his eyes and felt his pulse.

"How?" After a while, Yan Mo asked.

Mo Shanghua took back his fingertips from Yan Mo's wrist, and his face had recovered. "In four days, I will develop an antidote. As for the injury, we can only wait for further treatment after detoxification. "

"We have faith in your medical skills." Yan Mo Li nodded, eyes deep color, quite some meaningful meaning.

Mo Shanghua looks at him indifferently, then turns around directly, as if staying here for a while, she is not happy to the extreme.

She just went out, and the bodyguard followed, "Your Highness, do you really believe her?"

Yan Mo's lips were slightly crooked and his eyes were dark. "Naturally, I don't believe it, but I believe that she has a way to get the antidote from Yan Beicheng. Even if she doesn't have it, she also has Jianghe in her hand."

"Isn't your highness afraid of her poisoning?" The guard frowned and worried.

Yan Mo Li shook his head, face is full of self-confidence, "if the temple left after another poison, she can't get rid of the relationship."

"Your Highness is thoughtful, and I admire him."

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"Princess, what did your second highness say to you? Why did you agree to help him heal? I always think it's not so simple. Now you're in trouble..." Qin Ya poured a cup of tea over, Liu Mei all straightened into a ball, worried.

"It's not something I can control. Whether I want to or not, I have to get involved." The color of flowers on the street is light, not half worried, and there is no reluctant state just before Yan Mo's face.

Yan Moli's move has long been under way. No matter how she wants to deal with it, she can't help but treat it. Instead of being forced to come to the hospital by him, she had better go into the urn and play the play with him.

And Yan Mo Li thinks he is a stranger. Yan Beicheng enters his Weng, but he is already in their chessboard.

Qin Ya knelt down in front of the flowers on the street with her chin in her hand. "I don't know what's superfluous, but what I'm worried about now is, can you really grasp it? Doctor Liu said today that he could not... "

Mo Shanghua raised her hand and gently touched her eyebrows. She said angrily, "you don't believe my medical skills?"

Qin Ya covered her eyebrows and begged for mercy: "I'm not worried. If I really say that, I don't believe your medical skills. I'm afraid it's more than enough to be a miracle doctor."

Mo Shanghua pursed her lips and smile. It seems that she has left the matter behind. "You're a little girl. You're so poor."

Qin Ya spits out her tongue and turns her eyes.

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