"It would be nice if there was a second and third Sun Zaidao, he would definitely be good at this. ”

Wei Ci glanced at Feng Zhen and said, "It's better to ask for others than for yourself." ”

Feng Zhen's head shook like a rattle, how could his small body do this kind of work?

"Zixiao's heart is really vicious, Beiyuan has always had the title of the country of ice and snow in the north, only a few months of the year are warm, and the rest of the time is snowy, and the ice and snow seal the city - if you really go there, I'm afraid that even people won't be convinced, and people have frozen into ice. Feng Zhen's eyes flashed, and he laughed, "According to the truth, Zixiao's tongue is a lotus, and he is an excellent candidate." I heard that the people of Beiyuan, both men and women, are burly and strong, and Zixiao is so beautiful and beautiful, I don't know how popular it is. ”

The first few sentences are quite serious, but when it comes to the back, it is crooked, making Wei Ci take a step on his long legs, and he is too lazy to talk nonsense with Fengzhen.

"Ahem, cough, ahem—Zixiao, don't go so fast—"

Feng Zhen saw that Wei Ci was as cold as frost, and sighed in his heart, an honest person really couldn't stand teasing.

After chasing the trot for two steps, Wei Ci in front of him stopped.

"Zixiao still feels sorry for people, I know ......"

Before Feng Zhen finished speaking, the smile on his face retracted, and his eyes fell on the man not far away, who was somewhat similar in appearance to Wei Ci, and his temperament was more gentle and gentle. Isn't this Wei Xi of the Nie Clan's Mission, Wei Ci's eldest brother, what is he doing here?

"Big brother-" Wei Ci took the initiative to step forward and salute, and before he could get up, Wei Ci's cold right hand grabbed his wrist, and soon left a few red finger marks on his skin, which shows how much force the other party used in a hurry, "Big brother, what happened?"

Why do you let the big brother who has always been calm lose his temper like this?

Feng Zhen on the side was also observing Wei Chen, only to find that the other party's eyes were a little cyan, and his expression looked tired and depressed.

"Zixiao, do my brother a favor—" Wei Mi was nervous.

Wei Ci lowered his eyelids, covered the emotions in his eyes, and said, "Big brother, don't worry, let's talk while walking." ”

Wei Chen didn't invite Feng Zhen, but he didn't refuse either, and the latter cheekily followed the two.

The wind was blowing under Wei Chen's feet, his steps were big, and the clothes rubbed against each other to make a clear rustling sound.

If it was in the past, Wei Xi would not be so rude, but now he doesn't care much.

"Zixiao has learned the art of disambiguation, can you see the ordinary wind and cold fever?"

Wei Xi knew that Wei Ci knew how to heal, as the saying goes, a long illness becomes a doctor, and Wei Ci's medical skills were also practiced in this way.

Wei Ci nodded, "Although the medical skills are not as superb as the famous doctors, it is still no problem to look at minor illnesses and fevers." ”

Feng Zhen asked, "If someone is sick, why don't you look for Langzhong?"

"I can't believe it. ”

When Wei Xi said these three words, his face was gloomy several degrees, and a heavy and oppressive aura lingered around him.

Feng Zhen's eyes widened in astonishment, Lang Zhongxin brought by his own family can't believe it, believe in the younger brother of the opposing camp?

How much does this big brother trust Wei Ci's discipline?

Aren't you afraid that Wei Ci will do tricks and feet on the prescription and complete the super-god lore with a pair of potions?

When Feng Zhen was curious about the identity of the patient, Wei Ci knew it and quickly guessed the identity of the person.

Looking at the world, apart from his family, only Nie Liang can make the eldest brother so nervous.

It is rare to have a confidant in life, Nie Liang died early in his previous life, and his eldest brother was depressed for more than ten years, and finally died of illness.

Following in Wei Chen's footsteps, Wei Ci and Feng Zhen entered the Nie Clan's embassy's accommodation.

Before the two of them entered the courtyard, they smelled the smell of medicine in the air, and Wei Ci secretly moved his nose and frowned.

"Guangshan, Zixiao is here. ”

Feng Zhen looked at this sneaky formation, twisting his eyebrows in displeasure, and secretly glad that he had followed. If he hadn't followed, Wei Ci would have been brought here by Wei Xi alone, and someone would have spread the matter to Jiang Pengji's ears, and maybe the lord would have been suspicious.

Inside, the smell of medicine in the air is stronger, and there is an indescribable sour smell in the middle.

As soon as Wei Chen's words fell, the two heard a heart-rending cough.

Wei Ci was stunned in his heart, he hadn't seen him for a few days, why did Nie Liang become like this?

Nie Liang was lying on the bed, his cheeks were pale, his lips were chapped, and the corners of his lips were faintly bruised.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why is this happening?"

Nie Liang struggled to sit up, his whole person seemed to have been drained of his energy by something, and he looked very weak.

He smiled bitterly, "Why did Zishun invite your younger brother here?" Lang Zhong has already seen it, and I'm not a serious illness——"

After that, he said to Wei Ci and Feng Zhen, "Forgive the good and sick body, it is difficult to greet the two, please take care of yourself." ”

Wei Xi said, "Zixiao Qi Huang's technique is good, no matter what, let him take a look." If there is really nothing to do, you can also have peace of mind. ”

Nie Liang couldn't resist his best friend, so he could only smile apologetically at Wei Ci, "It's troublesome Zixiao to run this trip." ”

Wei Ci nodded, lifted the futon, and asked Nie Liang to stretch out a hand and take the pulse carefully.

Nie Liang is not lightly ill, and his pulse is much weaker than ordinary people, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes hidden.

"This vein—" Wei Ci paused for a moment, and then asked Wei Chen, "What do the other Lang Zhong say?"

"They only said that it was an ordinary wind chill, and they prescribed several medicines, but Guangshan wind and cold never got better. ”

Wei Xi twisted his eyebrows, and finally shook out the matter of Nie Liang secretly pouring out the medicinal juice.

Nie Liang, who was lying on the bed, secretly turned his face, he felt ashamed-

The day before yesterday, Lang Zhong re-prescribed a pair of medicine to Guangshan, and drank it for his brother to watch him, but not long after drinking, Guangshan's condition deteriorated sharply. After checking the prescription and the residue of the decoction, they were all aimed at the wind and cold - Lang Zhong took turns to diagnose and treat, and the caliber was too uniform - he was suspicious in his brother's heart, so he had to find Zixiao to come over and check the pulse to see what was going on. ”

Wei Ci said, "In this way, Mr. Nie is also aware of it. ”

"What do you mean?"

"He was poisoned. Although the toxicity is weak, taking poisonous things for a long time will inevitably cause the poison to accumulate in the body, making him weak and weak. Wei Ci said, "Lang Zhong is prescribing a prescription for the treatment of wind and cold, which must be useless, and drinking it is also harmful." ”

Nie Liang wasn't cold at all, he was poisoned.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Nie Liang's eyes, and Wei Xi tightened his sleeves even more out of shape.

"Poisoning?"

Ci also wants to see what went wrong with the other prescriptions prescribed by Lang Zhong, and Ci is not sure. After Wei Ci finished speaking, he added, "Big brother, let's pay attention to Lang Zhong who comes with you, such a simple pulse, Lang Zhong who is qualified in medical skills can take it out." They unanimously said that Mr. Nie was cold, which was unreasonable—"

Wei Xi endured it, and it took a lot of effort to endure his anger, and he got up to get the prescription prescribed by Lang Zhong.

"I really didn't expect Zishun to find you-"

Taking advantage of Wei Chen's departure, Nie Liang smiled in a low voice, and a little smile appeared on his sick face.

"Mr. Gao Feng Liang admires him very much. ”

If Wei Ci wanted him to die, he only needed to hide the pulse of his illness, and Wei Ci couldn't say anything.

Wei Ci lowered his eyelids and said indifferently, "Ci just thinks that it is far better for Mr. to be alive than dead." ”