That night, Shen Laihan went to the Phantom Dust Residence to wake up Mo Beichen, who was sleeping soundly, and dragged him to the Yaocang Courtyard in the west of the Shen Mansion without waiting for him to freshen up, and diagnosed the poison for the world's biggest patient.

Although it is autumn, this courtyard is like a spring fairyland, and of course, it would be better if it were not for this group of iron-masked guards with cold expressions.

Mo Beichen's heart for the poetry that finally rose was poured cold by the cold water of reality.

Alas, sighing, he was led by Shen Laihan to the room on the second floor, Wen Yiwen and Er stood at the door like two towering iron towers, and their simple black clothes could not cover their toned bodies, which made Mo Beichen envious.

Although Wen Er is cool enough, he is not as stable as his brother, and when he saw Mo Beichen behind Shen Laihan, he was immediately shocked: "It's you, Ning, Ning Gongzi, why are you here?"

When Wen Yi saw Mo Beichen, his expression became extremely cautious, and the vigilance on his body became more and more intense.

Mo Beichen grinned and smirked: "It's not Ning Ning's son, you recognize the wrong person." ”

Wen Er closed his mouth, disgusted by his laughter like swallowing a fly: "It's my rudeness." Young Master Ning, why are you here?"

Mo Beichen took out a fan from the back collar with his right hand, crackled and slapped his left palm, looked at Wen Er intently, and said seriously: "If I don't see you for a day, I find that I miss you very much, so come and take a look, don't you mind." ”

As soon as the words came out, the other three people present suddenly had stagnant expressions and stiffened their bodies.

Wen Er's eyes widened instantly, his eyes were round like a cow, and his eyes were full of entanglements for the first time in his life. Wen Da stared at Mo Beichen with complicated eyes, and his vigilance escalated again.

Shen Laihan's drooping eyelids were torn apart suddenly, and he glanced at Mo Beichen, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, as if he wished that a single knife could give him Ling Chi thousands of pieces.

Mo Beichen was startled by his glance, and after comforting his fluttering and fluttering little liver, he opened the love fan with a snort, and said happily while shaking: "It's just a little joke, don't be surprised, don't be surprised." I'm here to see your master, eh, if poisoning is a disease. ”

His expression instantly became very lonely, and he sighed: "Alas, longing is also a disease. ”

Hearing the first half of Wen Er's expression that instantly returned to normal was shattered by the next sentence, his eyes directly ignored him, and he turned to Shen Laihan in disbelief, and said in a dumb voice: "Third son, is this really the case?"

Shen Laihan nodded silently.

Wen Yi looked extremely restrained and asked, "Is he the divine doctor that the Shen family master said?"

Shen Laihan continued to nod.

Mo Beichen stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was ethereal and mysterious, faintly with the demeanor of a master outside the world, and said reservedly: "Where is it, it is really an award." I can be regarded as a miracle doctor, but I just walked around the rivers and lakes to eat soy sauce and mixed rice. ”

Wen Yi's temples jumped, and his lips moved slightly: "There is Doctor Lao and the third prince waiting here, and they will enter the house to make a report." After speaking, he opened the door and strode into the house, then closed the door again.

Mo Beichen dug out the ear holes, and vaguely heard the sound of talking in the house. He raised his eyes to look at the bright moon while shaking the fan, and he was full of excitement, and rapped: "Turn the Zhu Pavilion and look at the low Qihu, according to the sleepless, there should be no hatred, what is the long time to the other time to be round, other time to be round? People have sorrows, joys, separation, separation, and closure, the moon is cloudy, sunny, round, and lacking, this matter is difficult to be complete, and it is difficult to be complete! I want to know when the bright moon will be, I raised my head and asked the blue sky, it said that the high place is not cold, how it seems to be in the world, I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together Chanjuan, a total of Chanjuan!"

Once again, Bunji was intimidated by the gorgeous earthquake.

He was completely speechless to the person in front of him, and it took a hard time to even glance at him.

Another listener remained strong.

Shen Laihan has heard Mo Beichen sing this so-called "hip-hop music" several times, and he barely has a certain immunity. It's just that I can understand the lyrics from that cheerful tone, but there is a sense of sadness.

The door opened slowly, and Xia Lingran, who was dressed in plain green clothes, still looked indifferent, slightly tired between his eyebrows, but his cold and waveless eyes were still deep.

"Young Master Ning. ”

Mo Beichen bowed his head, closed the fan against his chin, and said with a light smile: "I don't know who your surname is, I can respond to you if I say it." ”

Xia Lingran said lightly: "Nan's Ling, Lingxiao's Ling, leisure." ”

Mo Beichen smirked: "It turned out to be Brother Nan, and he was polite." ”

Hey, when he can't read, he reverses his original name to deal with it, and he says it so poetically and elegantly, sure enough, literati love to put on a show, and he looks like a stinky fart.

Wen Da, who was beside him, raised his hand sideways and said respectfully, "Young Master Ning, please." ”

Seeing that he was only invited to himself, Mo Beichen scratched the itch on his back with the tip of his fan, looked at Shen Laihan, and saw that he lowered his eyebrows and looked at Xia Taifu with extremely humble appearance, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Two dead foxes!"

Raised his chin and walked into the house, but saw Wen Da go out and close the door, and there was only one person in the room who could move, Xia Lingran.

"Where's the patient?"

The room is two-in, the outer room is decorated with gorgeous and elegant sparse xuan, and a rectangular red sandalwood table in front of him is full of dazzling medical tools and medicine bottles, with various types of scalpels and scissors, gold and silver needles of different lengths, from rare elixirs in the world, down to ordinary ginseng and He Shou Wu, all of which are fully prepared, which can be called the gospel of the heavenly patients of the healer.

Unfortunately, they may not be used.

Mo Beichen picked up a scalpel and caressed it, smacking his lips, secretly regretting that he couldn't use these high-end equipment to show his skills. How rare, who else in this world has the opportunity to disembowel the emperor, it sounds incredible.

Sighing and putting down the knife, he glanced at the man in Tsing Yi with dissatisfaction.

Xia Lingran's eyes closed slightly, and he said lightly: "Come with me." ”

Opened the door of the inner room and walked behind the screen, a strange smell mixed with the best ambergris and unpleasant stench instantly wafted to Mo Beichen's nose, almost not burning his brain. Quickly pulling a clean handkerchief from his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose, he muttered, "What a mesmerizing smell." ”

Xia Lingran led him to the side of the carved jade bed, lifted the heavy glazed purple veil and hooked it to the corner of the bedpost, and looked at the cold and handsome man on the bed, his eyes showed a trace of sadness, and his voice was dark: "Ning Gongzi, I heard that your medical skills are wonderful and can be rejuvenated, and I hope to cure my lord's poison." ”

Mo Beichen said through the sound of the handkerchief urn: "The heart of the doctor's parents." Now that the sick are like my own children, I will definitely do my best, and I can't say whether I will live or die. ”

I wanted to see the joke, but the old emperor on the bed, who was half-dead but still had a majestic and cold face and exuded the aura of a so-called king, did not look much embarrassed, except for the endless stench that emanated from his wounds, it was almost the same as usual.

Mo Beichen was jealous in his heart, the old emperor had been his cheap father for eighteen years, and today he was replaced by him.

Xia Lingran looked at Mo Beichen with dark and sharp eyes, pursed her lips slightly, the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, and her expression was very stern.

Mo Beichen knew that this was Lord Taifu's angry appearance, so he no longer spoke arbitrarily, only glanced at him, and snorted coldly: "I don't want to have unrelated people around me to disturb me when I see a doctor, Brother Nan, you can go." ”

If it weren't for Emperor Shi Yan's dying dragon body, Shen Laifan's sworn recommendation, Xia Lingran would definitely not easily let this person with unknown friends and enemies get closer to the emperor. Even Shen Laihan, a disciple of Hua Que, the number one divine doctor in the martial arts today, felt that there was no way to return to heaven, and the emperor's condition was urgent, so he couldn't invite anyone else, so he could only let this person give it a try for the time being. It was only this young man with squinted eyes, a dull yellow complexion, and a scoundrel-like face that made him intuitively feel that it was dangerous, and that he must stay away, otherwise it seemed that something unpredictable would happen as soon as he approached.

He has always been calm and self-controlled, and this person can easily arouse his anger, and if it is either tricky or intentional, it is not a good thing in any case......

Mo Beichen didn't know that at this moment, his former division commander had already skipped countless thoughts in his heart, and he watched happily as the other party was kicked out of the inner room by him, and his face was full of gloom.

Sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile, he began to look at the heroic Emperor Shi Yan.

This person who is related to him by blood is still in a coma, with a bright forehead, thick sideburns, and a small line between the two thick eyebrows, which is caused by perennial frowning. With a steep nose and thin lips, he looks like a ruthless person.

Mo Beichen suddenly felt a vicious anger in his heart, and couldn't help but slap the emperor twice, and snorted secretly: If it weren't for Lao Tzu sealing your body with true qi in the woods yesterday, I'm afraid that your life would have been over.

He has suffered so many losses in his life, most of them are given by this person, and he is still a man if he doesn't take the opportunity to retaliate. The emperor is a fart, and now it is not in his hands.

He picked up three silver needles between his fingertips, followed his gaze from the emperor's head to the bottom of his body, and laughed strangely from time to time, wondering if he should let this man never lift it again.

Just as he made up his mind, his eyes were shining, and his smile was cold, he was about to prick the needle obscenely, but his hand was clamped tightly. The emperor opened his eyes, and a pair of dull eyes focused on his face, without the slightest hint of the sorrow of ordinary people when they first woke up.

The shadow of those eighteen years was not given in vain, Emperor Yu Weineng was startled, and his heart almost jumped to his throat.

The two of them had big eyes to small eyes for a while, needletips to Maimang, and turtles to bastards.

The emperor's voice was cold and hoarse, and he said in a low voice: "It's you." What are you doing?"

Mo Beichen shook off his hand, pretended to prick the silver needle at several acupuncture points on his chest, and smirked, "See you a doctor." ”

When he was stabbed in the pain point on his body, the emperor's dragon body trembled, and a few cold sweats slid down his pale cheeks.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Since you asked sincerely, I will be merciful to tell you." In order to prevent the world from being destroyed, in order to maintain the peace of the world, and to carry out love and true evil, the cute and charming villain - Ning Chen is also. ”

Tearing off the emperor's shirt and cutting off the bandage on his chest, Mo Beichen continued to boast to himself: "In the lower style and courage, far-sighted and down-to-earth, good taste but diligent and introspective, sincere, gentle as jade, humble and polite, smiling, a little childish cynicism remains, controlling beauty, love to recite poetry, understand some medical skills and martial arts, there are only four words to describe - unparalleled in the world." Well, now I have a certain understanding of the following. ”

Mo Junyan tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling, but his eyes were depressed and cold: "Since you are an extraordinary doctor, why have the rivers and lakes never heard of your name? Besides, what is your relationship with the Shen family?"

Mo Beichen used tweezers to hold the cotton wool stained with alcohol, and then pressed it on the wound on the emperor's chest, kept wiping and wiping, and was satisfied to see the emperor gasp for air, and the expression of pain was really relieving.

"I haven't heard of it, why are you asking me? As for the Shen family, I have a distant relationship with them, and I only came to take refuge in them in the past two days. Mo Beichen helped him wipe his wounds, rolled his eyes and said, "I'm going to start, you are poisonous to the heart, it's best not to make a sound, otherwise I don't care what happens to the moth." ”

The emperor's face was gloomy, and Shen Fei's eyes stared at him coldly, without moving.

Know that this person must be saved. Mo Beichen's expression gradually became solemn, his eyes were serious, his movements were skillful and calm, and he quickly held the needle and pointed the acupoints, pointing to the internal force to guide the toxins from the meridians into the key points sealed by the true qi, whether dynamic or static, fast or slow, the coordination of speed, rhythm and technique is really rare in the world.

The toxins in the Emperor's possession were as treacherous and evil as the Xiong Crossbow Wizard Cong Su, and ordinary true qi would definitely not be able to pull them out. If it weren't for the possession of the treasure "Chen" body protection, Mo Beichen's medical skills alone would not be able to be used. The emperor was really lucky to be able to meet Mo Beichen, and the true qi and blood in his body were the nemesis of Cong Su's poison.

Mo Beichen even suspected that Shui Qingwei had already calculated the matter, otherwise the time for him to go to Duanzhou was really timely. As soon as he thought that he might be calculated by his master or even Ning Yue, who had long since died, and was specially arranged to save the old emperor, he couldn't hold back his sulk. Coupled with being stared at by the emperor's emotionless eyes, Mo Beichen couldn't help but say viciously: "What do you see, close your eyes, I want to induce poison out of the body, be careful that the poison comes out of the eyes." ”

Whether this is scary or not is unknown.

The emperor slowly closed his eyes, and there was no wave on his face.

Mo Beichen closed his eyes and opened them again, his body emitted a soft light, his curled black hair flew up, his eyes became green, and the diamond lines on his forehead were shining. His left palm was attached to the emperor's chest, and a majestic true qi invaded the emperor's body like a tangible thing, wrapping the toxins in the acupuncture points tightly and sucking them out, and soon, a black and foul-smelling blood mass condensed in his palm. Mo Beichen quickly unlocked the emperor's acupoint with his other hand, and in the blink of an eye, he forced out the huge poison.

Collecting his eyes, he threw the blood ball wrapped in true qi into the jasper bowl, and suddenly a bowl of soy sauce-like things was born. Mo Beichen regained his amber eyes, and said indifferently: "Okay." ”

Mo Junyan struggled to open his eyes, only to feel that the entire chest cavity was hot, as if a blunt instrument was cutting in the meridians, and the acupoints around his body were opened, and the whole person couldn't move, and his eyes and lips couldn't open. However, there was a faint smell of a refreshing cold fragrance between the noses, which seemed to be absent, gradually clear, but soon faded away.

The smell is familiar.

His gaze slowly fell on Mo Beichen's dark yellow face, this person's eyes were too clear, like an ice pool under the moon, flowing and clear.

Mo Beichen took out a round silver silk sachet from his waist quite painfully, took out a pearl-sized and fragrant Bidan, gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, it's cheap for you." "Crush the Bidan and sprinkle the powder on the wound on the emperor's chest, then re-bandage it with silkworm gauze.

"The poison has been forced out, but you still have to recuperate for a month or two. Mo Beichen smirked, suddenly remembered something, his eyes instantly brightened, he looked at Mo Junyan, and said, "I took the trouble to save you this time, how do you want to thank me." Plus I saved your life in the woods yesterday, and you owe me a total of two lives now, right? ”

Mo Junyan said coldly: "That's true. ”

"It's only natural to repay debts, you owe me two lives, how can you pay it back?" Mo Beichen only blamed the emperor for not being able to identify himself now, otherwise he would have to dig out two death-free gold medals from him without shame, what a good thing.

"The deity owes you two lives, and there will be a chance to pay it back in the future. The corners of Mo Junyan's mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes were wide.

Mo Beichen obviously felt a hint of threat in his words, and frowned: "You can remember, I am not a loss. Don't play tricks on me. The words were extremely unkind, and the disgust was evident.

Ignoring the person on the bed, he called Xia Lingran, who was waiting in the outer room, in, found a pen and paper on the table, wrote out a few prescriptions and threw them to him, and grinded his teeth deeply and said: "People are fine, but every day you need ten bowls of medicine, and one bowl must not be missing, otherwise, hehe, you will bear the consequences." ”

After that, he brushed his robe and left in an extremely chic manner, without even saying goodbye.

Xia Lingran saw that the emperor's face was no longer pale, but slightly ruddy and ...... The palm print can also be propped up, and he hurriedly announced Shen's letter to come in, until he heard from his mouth, "Your Majesty's toxin has been solved, and the dragon's body is fine", then he was worried and relieved.

However, he and the emperor became more and more jealous of that Ning Chen who didn't know the depths, and if this person couldn't be appeased, it would be a great threat.