When Yan Jiehe arrived at Mao Yishan's house, Mao Yishan hadn't gotten up yet, but Chen Youan had already gotten up.

She didn't know what Yan Jiehe was doing this time, but seeing his anxious look, she knew that it must be an urgent matter.

"Mother Eshan, I'm sorry to disturb you so early in the morning. ”

Yan Jiehe felt very embarrassed, but he couldn't do anything about the urgency.

"It's okay, don't bother, you sit down and rest first, have a cup of tea, and talk about something slowly. Chen Youan came over with a cup of tea and said to Yan Jiehe.

Yan Jiehe took the tea brought by Chen Youan and drank it clean in one sip.

"Mother Yishan, don't be busy, I came here this time to ask Yishan for help. Yan Jiehe took a breath and said to Chen Youan.

But Mao Yishan hadn't gotten up at this time, Chen Youan was really anxious to see Yan Jiehe, so he went to Mao Yishan's room.

In the room, Mao Yishan had just woken up and was about to get dressed and get up.

"Mom, is there something wrong?" asked Mao Yishan as she looked at Chen Youan, who suddenly came in.

"Yan Qing's father is here, I see that he seems to be in a hurry, so I came to call you. Chen Youan said to Mao Yishan.

When Mao Yishan heard this, she hurriedly got out of bed and found a set of elegant spring clothes from the wardrobe.

After cleaning herself up, she went out of the room, and as soon as she got out of the room, she saw Yan Jiehe sitting on the sofa fidgeting.

"Uncle Yan, I've kept you waiting for a long time, do you have anything to do with me?" Mao Yishan looked at Yan Jiehe and asked.

When Yan Jiehe saw Mao Yishan come out, he quickly stood up from the sofa, tears kept rolling in his eyes.

"Yishan, please save Yan Qing!"

Yan Jiehe's words shocked Mao Yishan, she didn't know what happened to Yan Qing.

But looking at Yan Jiehe's face, she had already guessed that Yan Qing's current condition was definitely not good.

Mao Yishan didn't say a word, ran back to the room directly, took out the medicine box from the closet, and walked quickly outside the house.

Yan Jiehe saw Mao Yishan leave, and after saying goodbye to Chen Youan, he hurriedly followed her footsteps.

Along the way, Mao Yishan didn't ask Yan Qing what was wrong, she just felt very uneasy.

The pace under her feet became faster and faster, and Yan Jiehe ran up in order to keep up with her rhythm.

The two did not delay and soon came to Yan's house.

At this time, Yan Qing was still lying motionless on the bed, but his red lips turned dark purple at the beginning.

It looked as if she had been poisoned, and Han Xiaoli was very uneasy when she was beside his bedside.

At this time, Mao Yishan walked in from outside the house, she ignored anyone, and went directly to Yan Qing on the bed.

When Han Xiaoli saw Mao Yishan coming, she knew that Yan Qing should be saved, so she turned around and threw herself on Yan Jiehe's body and sobbed.

Yan Jiehe patted Han Xiaoli's back and shoulders, frowning as he watched Mao Yishan treat Yan Qing.

"Who gave him such a large dose of medicine?" said Mao Yishan with a frown.

Han Xiaoli heard Mao Yishan's voice and hurriedly ran over and knelt beside the bed.

"Eshan, he'...... Is he still saved?" Han Xiaoli asked as she looked at Mao Yishan expectantly.

But at this time, Mao Yishan had no bottom in her heart, she had never seen this medicine, let alone touched it.

She only knew that Yan Qingzhong was an aphrodisiac, and she couldn't develop an antidote for a while.

"Auntie, don't worry, I'll figure it out. Mao Yishan said to Han Xiaoli.

When Han Xiaoli heard Mao Yishan's words, she sat down directly on the ground.

"Uncle, you all go out, I have to treat Yan Qing quietly, I didn't call you, don't come in. Mao Yishan turned her head and said to Yan Jiehe.

Yan Jiehe frowned and nodded, then picked up Han Xiaoli, who was sitting on the ground, and looked at Zhang's mother.

Zhang's mother also understood what he meant, and then the three of them left the room.

After Zhang's mother went out, she closed the door of the room, and she did not go downstairs, but guarded the door of Yan Qing's bedroom.

Although Han Xiaoli was sad, she explained everything.

Zhang's mother didn't dare to be ambiguous, now that Yan Qing had such a big thing, she couldn't make any mistakes.

In the room, Mao Yishan was busy.

She'd tested several sets of antidotes, but none of them were right.

Is it true that you really want to use the most harmful method?

Mao Yishan looked at Yan Qing who was lying on the bed, if he woke up, he knew that he would never be able to ...... again Will he ......

Mao Yishan didn't dare to think that although she was not a man, she knew how important some things were to a man.

She sighed, shook her head, and went back to work.

She wouldn't use that method unless she had to, and she couldn't bear to watch Yan Qing become like that.

Although she wouldn't mind, Yan Qing would definitely not be able to get over it in her heart.

Time passed quickly, Mao Yishan looked at Yan Qing on the bed, and she stepped forward again to check his pulse.

His situation is getting less and less optimistic, and at most with a stick of incense, she will have to give up the antidote and hold Yan Qing's life.

But that result was not what she wanted, and that result was not what she wanted Yan Qing to bear.

Mao Yishan returned to the coffee table, she took out the incense burner and lit a stick of incense, and then began to bow her head and get busy again.

Time passed minute by minute, and Xiang also saw that it was going to the end.

Mao Yishan sighed, put away the alchemy furnace, took out the silver needle in the medicine box, and slowly walked towards Yan Qing.

"I'm sorry!"

Mao Yishan lifted the quilt violently, no longer hesitating, she took off all the clothes on Yan Qing's body, revealing his strong muscles and scars all over his body.

Mao Yishan took off her shoes, slowly climbed onto the bed, and helped Yan Qing to sit up.

She held the silver needle in her hand, aimed at each of her acupuncture points that needed to be needled, and quickly inserted it.

At this time, Yan Qing didn't move at all, his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

Gradually, Yan Qing's front and back sides were filled with silver needles.

At this time, Mao Yishan also stopped moving, and then it was time to wait for the results.

Suddenly, Yan Qing's body began to tremble violently, and every muscle in his body was shouting.

His eyes snapped open, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and the silver needles on his body trembled with his movements.

Then he gradually calmed down, and Mao Yishan also breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled out all the silver needles inserted in his body.

Just when she thought there was nothing wrong and was about to take a breath, Yan Qing suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Mao Yishan was frightened, looking at Yan Qing's godless eyes, she knew that he had not fully woken up yet.

"Yan Qing! Yan Qing?"

She screamed weakly twice, but Yan Qing didn't react at all, and when she struggled to get up, Yan Qing rudely pressed her back to the bed.