Qin Wuyan looked up at Mo Siyu: "If you are dissatisfied, you can execute him on the spot."
Mo Siyu: "..."
This is taking retreat as an advance, forcing her to ignore what happened just now.
Mo Siyu coughed lightly: "It's not necessary, it's just that I'm not feeling well today, thinking that if it's not something urgent, I can come here tomorrow..."
Qin Wuyan stood up: "Someone here has been seriously injured and is in danger. The doctor is helpless, so I have to ask you to come over as soon as possible..."
After saying that, he took Mo Siyu inside.
At the end of the long corridor, there is only a faint light emanating from the lantern on the wall. I don't know if it is the sound of the wind or other sounds that seem to be absent, lingering in my ears, like an illusion.
Mo Siyu followed behind Qin Wuyan, his palms sweating.
The wrist was firmly held by a big warm palm, Mo Siyu turned his head, and saw the silent Chu Chuyan looking at her, and silently said a few words to her: "Don't be afraid ,I am here!"
The sense of panic when facing danger disappeared immediately.
Passing by the pharmacy, I saw that the door of the pharmacy was tightly closed, with a copper lock on it.
After making many turns and turns, when we arrived at a remote wing room, the housekeeper raised his hand and knocked a few times, and a weak voice came from inside: "Come in."
The butler pushed open the door, and with a low cough, a pair of familiar faces came into view.
Mo Siyu and Chu Chuyan looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.
Unexpectedly, the person to be healed today turned out to be a mysterious person in the priest's mansion. Seeing his bloodless face, he should be seriously injured.
Qin Wuyan turned around and looked at Mo Siyu: "This is the patient you want to treat."
Mo Siyu raised his feet and stepped forward: "This young master's face is pale and bloodless, probably caused by excessive blood loss."
The man stared at Mo Siyu, his eyes fell on her earlobe and Adam's apple, his eyes moved down a little bit, and swept over Mo Siyu's chest.
Mo Siyu felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body like a poisonous snake crawling across his body.
She turned her head and looked at Qin Wuyan: "This young master is not even willing to take his hands out of the quilt, how can I diagnose his pulse?"
Before Qin Wuyan could speak, the housekeeper respectfully squatted down on the bedside: "Master Aoki, this Young Master Yu is superb in medicine, unlike those quack doctors, stretch out your arm and let Young Master Yu diagnose your pulse first. "
Like a shy little girl, Aoki's hand, which had been hidden in the quilt, finally reached out to the bed.
Mo Siyu sat down on the edge of the bed, lowered his eyes, and lifted up the man's cuffs, but accidentally saw several hideous scars on the man's white as jade wrist, which seemed to be rotted after being bitten by some animal due to.
Mo Siyu's outstretched fingers paused.
The butler hastily pulled down Aoki's cuffs to cover those ugly scars.
Mo Siyu's long fingertips rested on the man's pulse, but he saw that the pulse was extremely disordered, as if there were countless air currents rushing around in the body, which was not at all different from ordinary people.
Surprise flashed across Mo Siyu's eyes, and he raised his eyes to look at the man, but he saw that the man was also staring at her, scrutinizing the expression on his face for a moment.
The man's face was very pale, and it looked like the kind of bloodless paleness that had been lived in the dark for a long time and had never seen the sun.
With handsome eyebrows, a straight nose and thin lips, the facial features are slightly gloomy, but the lip color seems to be a little dark, which seems to be a sign of poisoning.
The man who is set off even more looks gloomy and cold, cold-blooded and ruthless...