Chapter 118

"Murong Yu!"

Mo Xiyan exclaimed.

She quickly came forward and held the man in her arms to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Then with a fierce force of her hands, she carried the man on her shoulder.

He took him to the bed and threw him straight up.

The corners of the man's mouth kept overflowing with blood.

In just a few minutes, he had dyed his own chest bright red.

Don't cherish Yan, first put a wooden breath into the man's heart, so as to maintain the man's last chance of life.

Then she anxiously grabbed the man's hand and took a pulse for him again.

Men's pulse is very stable.

If he hadn't closed his eyes at this time, he would have passed out.

She really thought the situation was just a man's prank.

At this time, she hoped that Murong Yu was joking with her.

However, it is not.

She was sure that the man was in a coma now.

It's not because of this. What's that for?

Don't cherish Yan's frown, calm eyes, constantly looking for clues on Murong Yu's body.

But after looking for a circle and taking several pulses for Murong Yu, she didn't find the problem.

She sat on the side of the man, staring at the man tightly, and the bottom of her eyes gradually darkened.

"What's going on? Is he really hopeless?"

She just thinks of some possibility.

Her heart became heavy and repressed.

Mo Xiyan raised his hand, stroked the man's cheek and whispered, "I won't let you have anything."

I don't know this sentence is to comfort Murong Yu.

Or comfort herself.

But whoever it is.

None of this matters.

The important thing is to cure Murong Yu.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiyan checked for the man again.

This time, we should be more careful than before.

She controlled her wooden Qi and pushed in Murong Yu's body bit by bit.

Even those tiny blood lines, she didn't let go.

Finally, the emperor is no longer interested.

With her constant efforts, she finally found out the reason why Murong Yu didn't wake up.

That is because he was injured and blocked his meridians.

Although it's only a little, I won't stay here at ordinary times.

But it almost made Mo Xiyan lose his confidence in learning medicine.

Almost made her give up and continue to treat Murong Yu.

Fortunately, she found the problem before that.

Now that the problem has been found, it will be much easier to solve.

Mo Xiyan soon helped Murong Yu get through the meridians.

Then, she used wood Qi again to push the last toxin solidified here out of Murong Yu's body.

The whole process is not slow, but Mo Xiyan still feels that his chest is dull and about to die.

Because this last poison.

Not only is the position tricky.

The amount of poison it carries is even more than the sum of all the toxins expelled before.

This makes Mo Xi Yan stare at it.

But fortunately, there was no danger.

These poisons can already be called a dead end.

Because they were trapped at that point, they didn't even make the final resistance, so they were directly solved by Mo Xiyan.

After dealing with these toxins, Mo Xiyan used wood Qi again to cure Murong Yu's face injury.

The injury was originally caused by poison.

Now the poison is detoxified.

Plus her woodiness.

His wound healed quickly.

In just a few minutes, the destroyed half of the face healed and scarred quickly with the speed visible to the naked eye.

When Mo Xiyan took back his wood Qi, the scar on Murong's face had been tied, and his pale face finally showed a healthy ruddy.

Mo Xiyan put away the silver needle and cleaned up the blood on Murong Yu's chest. Then he retreated to one side and rested a little.

Before long, Murong Yu woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately felt his body become light.

He closed his eyes and slowly swam in his body with his internal force.

After running for a whole week, he found that the original sense of stagnation in his body no longer existed.

And he found that the original dangerous toxin in his body had disappeared.

He's all right?

Murong Yu withdrew his internal power and opened his eyes slowly.

Mo Xiyan is taking a nap in a chair not far away.

What method did she use to help him heal his injury?

He looked at Mo Xi Yan, and the bottom of his eyes was slightly dark.

Although he believed her.

But he would still be surprised at her magic.

Maybe he looked at her too attentively.

Therefore, Mo Xiyan, who did not sleep deeply, was disturbed.

"You're awake."

Mo Xiyan saw Murong sit up and smiled at him, "how do you feel? Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

"No."

Murong Yu shook his head, "you saved me again. I don't know how to repay your kindness."

Mo Xi Yan waved his hand casually, "it's a little fun to save you."

Then she gave a slight meal, and then continued, "of course, it would be better if you could pay back the five thousand Liang you owe me."

"OK." Murong Yu nodded, "I'll send someone to send it to you when I return to Beijing next time."

Speaking of this, his tone suddenly sank, "don't say five thousand Liang, just send me to you."

He said the latter sentence very lightly.

So light that only he can hear it.

"What are you talking about?"

Mo Xiyan only heard him say a word, but he didn't hear what he said clearly.

This is a little rare for her.

"Oh, I said I would send you the money."

Mo Xiyan smiled and winked at the man, "then you have to remember, don't stand me up again."

Then she stood up, stretched her lower limbs, and looked at Murong again. "Let's go. Since there's nothing wrong with her body, go and do something with me."

"What's up?" Murong asked, but his body stood up without hesitation and walked to Mo Xiyan's side.

"Look at this."

Mo Xiyan handed the note to Murong Yu.

After the other party took it, he looked down and said, "it's arrogant, good."

"Good?"

Don't be silly.

Isn't the prince stupid in poisoning?

Why do you think her housekeeper was taken hostage? Good?

"It's really good."

Murong Yu's eyes were cold.

He pointed to the paper and said faintly, "in a gang of bandits, someone can write such good words. It's not only good, but also a miracle, isn't it?"

So it's such a good one?

Mo Xi Yan burst into laughter.

Well, the man looks as cold as ice.

The original character is so interesting?

What a surprise.

"Yes, you're right."

Mo Xiyan nodded, "but now is not the time to discuss handwriting. If you don't start, it will be dark later."