Zhuang Xiaoyu was afraid that Qin Wuyan wouldn't understand, so she racked her brains and made a metaphor: "It's just like animals that need to hibernate. During hibernation, those animals' perception of the outside world will drop a lot, and they won't eat or drink. But those hibernating animals will wake up when the spring comes and the flowers bloom..."

Seeing that Qin Wuyan's face was getting worse and worse, Mo Siyu didn't dare to continue talking, but he also didn't dare to just leave.

There was a deathly silence in the wing room.

The longer the time, the more flustered Mo Siyu was, fearing that Qin Wuyan would suddenly lose control of his emotions and jump up violently, draw out his sword and chop her into mincemeat.

Fortunately, Zhuang Qingyun's arrival broke the deadlock. Zhuang Qingyun handed a secret letter to Qin Wuyan, looked at the scene in the house, and said, "Wuyan, if it's okay, I'll take Miss Yu back to the pharmacy."

Qin Wuyan was immersed in his own emotions. Hearing this, he raised his eyes to look at Mo Siyu, and nodded his head in despair.

Mo Siyu hurriedly followed Zhuang Qingyun and left the room.

In the empty corridor, Mo Siyu's heart was heavy and uncomfortable. He didn't know about Qin Wuyan before, but thought that this person was a pervert. Now that he knew the past of Qin Wuyan and Zhuang Xiaoyu, he couldn't help feeling more sympathetic and compassionate. mercy.

But thinking of Chu Chuyan who was imprisoned by Qin Wuyan, Mo Siyu felt a little more resentment towards Qin Wuyan.

Mo Siyu walked casually, not even noticing that Zhuang Qingyun in front had stopped, and almost bumped into his chest.

"Miss Yu." Zhuang Qingyun raised his hand to support Mo Siyu's shoulder, took a deep breath, and asked, "If Miss Yu is not sure about curing my wife, why not write a letter back to Jincheng, and ask Jincheng My little fairy doctor came over..."

Mo Siyu was not surprised that Zhuang Qingyun had already guessed his identity, but he still looked up at him slightly...

Zhuang Qingyun continued on his own: "I heard that the little fairy doctor in Jincheng can heal human flesh and bones, and his medical skills are superb. As long as Miss Yu writes a letter to invite the little doctor to come, I will guarantee it with my life. You will be safe and sound, even the young master of the Chu family will be safe and sound...

As for the medicine you want to attract ice soul..."

Mo Siyu pricked up his ears, dilated his pupils slightly, and asked impatiently: "The priest's mansion really has ice souls, right?"

After all, he is still just a young man who has just reached his age, and he does not have the calm state of mind that does not change his face when a mountain collapses in front of him.

Zhuang Qingyun was noncommittal, and only said: "As long as our wife can come back to life, even if you want the entire Moon City, I believe the high priest will give it up."

Mo Siyu was full of frustration: "What do I want this dilapidated Moon City to do, it's useless."

She looked around, sat down on the railing beside the promenade, and sighed: "What you heard is just rumors, people die when they die.

No matter how good the little fairy doctor's medical skills are, he is just a doctor, not a fairy. How can he cure the dead and bring people back to life? "

Zhuang Qingyun didn't give up: "The girl who died in Jincheng for three years..."

"It's just a fake death, not a real death, just like people and animals, they enter the hibernation period and start to sleep. After the dormancy period is over, they will naturally wake up." Mo Siyu was full of frustration: "I'm afraid The high priest can't bear the truth, so let me confess to you.

Do you know why my wife has bleeding from the seven orifices from time to time in recent days, and there is still a strong smell? "