When Ru Huan rushed out of the door, Su Muxue was still in the same posture of looking at the sky with her hands in her hands. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 She didn't care about complaining about why the other party didn't tell Hua Shuyue in advance that she was going to exercise such a dangerous method of blood exchange, she just dropped the sentence "Two pills at the bedside a day", and hurriedly ran away from Su Muxue.

She knew that poisoning belonged to the category of internal medicine, which she was not good at.

Since the pills left behind by ink dye can alleviate the onset of toxicity, finding ink dye at this time is the only glimmer of hope that can be seen.

Although even the medical saint said that there was no way, Ru Huan always felt that maybe the ink dyeing from modern times would have a solution.

Although Mo Ran did not reinstate himself after returning to the imperial capital, he still lived in the original mansion, and Ru Huan knew the location of the Imperial Court after a little inquiry.

When she came to the door of Mofu, she couldn't even wait for her subordinates to pass it on, so she broke in directly. The martial arts of those guards guarding the door are not weak, but they can't make three moves under Ru Huan's hands. Fortunately, Ru Huan was worried about inducing poisonous gas, so he didn't make a heavy move, but just forced them back and rushed in.

Mo Ran was fiddling with something in the hall, raising his eyes, the fox's eyes were curved like the moon, and when he saw Ru Huan coming, he muttered in a low voice: "Is she really here?"

Ru Huan ran closer, and did not intend to be hypocritical and polite with him, and asked directly: "You are the best at poisoning, do you have a way to save him?" without much explanation, she believed that the other party must have known what had happened.

Sure enough, the two thin lips stained by ink also smiled into a crescent moon that curved upward, forming three chilling arcs with the slender eyes like willow leaves.

"He actually used the method of exchanging blood to save Miss Ru Huan? ”

Ru Huan pursed her lower lip tightly and asked in a cold voice, "A cold person like you naturally won't understand his mood. I'm just asking you, can you save him?"

Mo Dye deliberately smashed his mouth, pretending to be very hurt: "Last time, Mo Dye gave Miss a pill, but Miss questioned it for a long time, this time, Miss believed Mo Dye?"

Ru Huan was choked by his words, thinking that Hua Shuyue was now also relying on the bottle of pills given by ink dyeing to continue his life, and there was naturally a bit of embarrassment on his face: "I was wrong last time, isn't it okay for Ru Huan to make amends here?"

Hearing Ru Huan apologize, Mo Ran seemed to be very satisfied with his nod, and then he spoke: "After the blood exchange, the poisonous gas will attack the heart within seven days, and it seems that the junior brother will be killed immediately." If it weren't for the fact that the junior brother already had some antibodies against the toxin, I am afraid that he would not be able to survive even seven days. If he has already used the method of blood exchange, he must not perform this method again, otherwise the hematopoietic function of his body will not be able to function and he will die. ”

Speaking of this, his fox eyes suddenly opened, and his dark pupils without the whites of his eyes flashed with a complex light, staring at Ru Huan and asking: "Does Miss Ru Huan know that when the junior brother was young, he was criticized by Wang Tianshi, saying that he 'dies if he moves', which is also the real reason why the master taught him to practice the internal strength of suppressing the seven emotions and six desires." ”

It was the first time Ru Huan heard about this, and when he was shocked, his bright eyes couldn't help but fill with tears, and his voice trembled: "Emotional...... Die? This ......."

Ignoring the violent impact of Ru Huan's emotions at the moment, Mo Ran seemed to continue with a hint of anger: "If you are lame, you still stay at the master's place honestly, what are you going to do when you have nothing to do?

Ru Huan was shocked when she heard Mo Ran's words, and faintly felt that the other party's emotions were a little weird, she always felt that the other party was like a group of fans, but she was in no mood to delve into these at the moment.

The gratitude and guilt for Hua Shuyue made her breathe a little painful!

Mo Ran saw that Ru Huan, who had always been calm and calm, showed a weak and pitiful appearance at this time, and seemed to be a little unbearable in his heart, he paused slightly, and then changed back to that feminine and soft tone: "Maybe he still has a glimmer of life......"

Hearing this, Ru Huan didn't care about any difference between friend and foe, and grabbed his ink-stained arm, and his long nails seemed to pinch his skin through his clothes.

"Tell me, what's the solution?"

The ink dye brushed away Ru Huan's wrist, the willow eyebrows were raised, and his complexion was full of playful feminine smiles: "This is a difficult time for you, and it may even make you lose something more important than your life, Miss is not afraid?"

Ru Huan gritted his teeth, and responded with a deep and firm gaze: "You Huan is not afraid of losing his life, what is more precious than life? As long as I can save him, I don't care!"

Although the junior brother can't get Miss's love, at least he can be regarded as having Miss's sincerity in other aspects. When Mo Ran said this, he was quite a little excited, as if he was really sighing and sorrowful for the flowers and writing the moon.

Ru Huan was very unfamiliar with his emotional appearance, and glanced at him suspiciously, but the question of how to detoxify occupied her heart, so she threw away this doubt, and just asked eagerly: "Now is not the time to discuss life, how to save him?"

Mo Ran squinted his eyes and stared at Ru Huan, and his soft and ethereal voice slowly swayed out: "Go find the big thief Feng Jiechen." It is said that he was originally born in the Polar Yellow Spring, and was chased and killed by the Polar Yellow Spring for stealing a spirit bead from the royal family, so he fled to the imperial capital of the Sacred Domain Dynasty. It is said that this spirit bead is ground into powder and applied to wounds, which can absorb and neutralize the poison in the blood, and is a special elixir to relieve the poison of blood. Originally, the poison of the young lady had penetrated into the bones, so this bead was ineffective, but the poison of the junior brother was still in the blood. Mo Dye went to help him suppress the toxin in his blood for the time being, but he could only buy a day at most. ”

When Ru Huan heard that Hua Shuyue was saved, he held Mo Zhan's wrist tightly with both hands in joy, and shook it up and down excitedly to thank him: "Then Shuyue will be handed over to you!

After saying this, she turned around and ran to the door, but suddenly thought of something, and then turned back a little embarrassed and asked, "That...... Where does Wind Dust live?"

When Mo Ran saw Ru Huan for the first time, he also had a reckless side, and he couldn't help but sneer, and his willow-like eyes were still two gaps: "It's not far beyond the gate of the imperial capital, and it is enough to go back and forth for an hour." His Absolute Dust Pavilion is very famous, and Miss Ru Huan will know it as soon as she inquires. ”

Ru Huan waved his hand a little wryly, then turned around again and ran out.

Mo Ran looked at her back and his lips were slightly hooked, this smile was very soft, and his voice was the same, whether it was true or false, but he couldn't tell.

Reaching into his arms, Mo Dye felt out a concentric knot made of red silk threads, the silk threads were smooth and supple and extremely precious, but the concentric knots were beaten crookedly and more like the face of a clown, as if its maker had a kind of funny talent.

Mo Ran looked at it silently for a while, then sighed softly and put it in his arms again, and then he took the medicine box and straddled it on his shoulder, striding out of the mansion.