Chapter 8: Hypnotic Talk

"You burned all night" Yu Lang was ruthless, since he was ashamed, he faced it calmly, and reached out to hand the needle bag to Mu Xi. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The golden needle is not a panacea, it can't cure all diseases, let alone cure Gu poison." Taking the needle bag, Mu Xi picked out a slightly thick gold needle from it and said lightly.

Mu Xi was extremely reluctant to get out of the warm nest, looking at the five or six layers of bedding, the general of the Liao State in front of him, how considerate and meticulous he should have to take care of himself, for the sake of his face of taking care of his second father, and for the face that he was the only one I relied on to enter Liao.

"Come here, lie down." Mu Xi's calm words startled Yu Lang.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Lang put his heart sideways, gambled once, and believed that she would not kill herself, even if she was tortured by her revenge, she endured it, and after all, she had to beg her to treat her mother's illness.

Yu Lang obediently lay down in the carriage.

"Untie the robe and undershirt."

He is not only worried now, but also more shy, since he became an adult, he has not untied his clothes in front of a woman, and now, he has also fight.

"Brother Longo! Which one to take? "There was an unnatural sound of inquiry coming from the car window.

"Who is it?" Without waiting for Yu Lang to speak, Mu Xi asked first.

"Ahh I! Uh, Kaishan! Longo ...... Are you there? Qishan asked back.

"He's here, go do your thing, don't bother again." Mu Xi naturally took out the style of the young owner and ordered to go down.

"Ahh Oh, yes, I ...... Yes, got it. Qishan's voice became quieter and quieter.

Mu Xi turned around, and Yu Lang lay straight like a log as requested.

She calmly lifted the two layers of clothes inside and outside, clenched her fists in both hands, closed her eyes tightly, and waited silently for Yu Lang, asked,

"Are you so nervous and afraid of me?" The voice was soft, like a whisper.

"Yes," he was nervous, and even his answer was as simple as it could get.

"Don't ask me, what do you want to do?" She held up the gold needle in her hand and pressed lightly on his abdomen with the other hand, looking for a place to insert the needle.

"It's useless to ask, I trust you." Yu Lang felt the slender jade fingers, jumping on his body, like a dragonfly dotting water, this feeling, his heart was numb, not afraid, on the contrary, he liked it a little.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you like this?" She is very proficient, and a golden needle accurately pierces the ** position.

"Hmm" Yu Lang shook nervously, and immediately replied with a relaxed face, "I'm afraid, but I believe more that you are a miracle doctor who heals and saves people, I can't die, and my mother needs to be taken care of." ”

"Isn't your mother heartbroken when you hurt your stomach like this?" While Mu Xi was talking, he had already taken many needles*** Seeing that his face had turned yellow in the past few days, if he didn't heal again, but in two days, he would no longer be able to take care of Mu Xi, and he would be seriously ill in bed.

In Mu Xi's opinion, it is not so much to save Yu Lang as to directly say that it is more thorough to repair the shield for himself.

Yu Lang was relieved, she had been treating her stomach problems for many years, and she had been sleeping in the open for many years, and her stomach pain was much worse than before, "Yu Lang is grateful for the grace of Miss Mu's treatment"

"Save it, when you execute me like a doctor in the future, start quickly, don't let me hurt too much, even if it is to repay today's kindness." Mu Xi's hand did not stop, and his mouth did not slack off at all, and responded coldly.

Yu Lang's heart was shocked, what kind of woman is this, beautiful, tenacious, calm, decisive, these characteristics overlap, and she is so similar to her mother.

"Presumably, the young owner of the village has long known that I am the real murderer of the doctor." Yu Lang tentatively.

"It's still the general's plan that is far-reaching, and Mu Xi sighs to himself." Yu Lang's temptation reminded Mu Xi that when all the needles were over, she quietly pierced into his Quchi acupoint, watching him gradually be hypnotized and fall asleep, she wanted to listen to his truth.

"What's the general's name?" Mu Xi asked cautiously.

"Lin Yulang" He was already completely asleep, responding mechanically to her question.

"What's Mother's name?"

"Li Wan"

"Does it have anything to do with the emperor of the Song Dynasty?"

"Nope"

His answer surprised Mu Xi, could it be that she had guessed wrong, she was unwilling, and asked again.

"Where is Yu Lang's father and what is his name?"

"Yu Lang has no father, I don't know his name."

Fatherless?? Where did you come from, Mu Xi understood a thing or two in his heart, it seems that the Li family did not explain his origin to Yu Lang, since he didn't know anything, it would be a waste of expression to ask again.

Mu Xi looked at Yu Lang, who was sleeping sweetly, and asked casually.

"What is Yu Lang going to do with Miss Yan?"

Yu Lang likes it and wants to marry her, but he doesn't dare, he's afraid...... Scared ......"

Yu Lang's muttered words were like tens of millions of catties of explosives thrown into Mu Xi's little heart, and suddenly, I don't know if it was a Gu poison attack, or shame and excitement, Mu Xi's face was red and his ears were red, and his heart was like a deer, thinking that at that time, when he decided to marry the son of the Zheng family, Mu Xi was not excited like this, fortunately, Yu Lang fell asleep, otherwise, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in and hide.

As soon as his mind was in a hurry, the blood surged again, his chest was suffocated, and Mu Xi, who was overexcited, passed out in a dark coma in front of his eyes.

"Miss Yan...... Miss Yan ...... "Hearing the thousands of calls in her ears, Mu Xi's eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she finally saw the light."

Is this a yurt? The eyes had regained their vision, and Yu Lang and a middle-aged man were calling their names in front of them.

It's okay, it's not dead yet. Mu Xi secretly rejoiced.

"Qishan, hasn't the witch doctor come yet?" Yu Lang eagerly asked outside.

"Brother Lang is in a hurry, Vice General Li should be on the way back at this moment." Keishan replied with a snort outside.

"Where is this?" Mu Xi struggled to sit up, but as soon as he raised his head, it was dark in front of him, and he almost fainted.

"This is my residence, Liaoguo, your poisonous gas is heavier, do you feel okay?" Yu Lang had already changed into the clothes of the Liao Kingdom, supported Mu Xi with both hands, and sat up firmly against the cabinet.

"Dizzy, the poisonous gas is starting to enter the brain, alas......" Mu Xi felt that his head was like a stone, numb, dizzy, and heavy.

"I'll go find the witch doctor," Yu Lang turned impatiently to leave.

"Come back! ......" Mu Xi shouted in his loudest voice, tired and half dead.

"Alas...... Help me up, tidy up for me, and treat your mother, quickly" she said with her eyes wide open and trembling.

Yu Lang's heart knocked over the five-flavor bottle, looking at Mu Xi, who was already close to poison, insisting on treating his mother, and his heart hurt Mu Xi, and he was worried that Mu Xi would die like this, and his mother would not be treated.

"Quick! Lang'er, snap what he said. The middle-aged man stepped forward at this time and nervously urged Yu Lang.

"Yes, Master." Yu Lang answered, carried Mu Xi to the chair and sat down, and took out a wide robe to cover her.

Mu Xi thought to himself, sure enough, there is still a master by the Li family's side, what is the relationship between this master and the Li family? I have to be careful.

Taking a deep breath, she leaned on Yu Lang for a long time to adjust before she mustered up enough strength to grab his arm and stand up, or rather, he dragged her up.

"You carry me out of her door"

"Good" Yu Lang picked her up without thinking, and he picked her up with ease, the sky outside the yurt was blue and transparent, and a few white clouds, like a veil spread by the wind, floated through the air.

Mu Xi knew that he didn't have much time left, and if he didn't cut Li's pulse, when the poisonous gas completely invaded the brain, he really had no hope of living, and now he only hoped that he could alleviate Li's pain, and only by letting Yu Lang see that he had the ability to heal Li's could he have the motivation to detoxify himself at all costs.

She leaned weakly into his arms, feeling his heartbeat, so rapid, like his steps now.

Was he worried about my life or death, or was he worried that his mother would not be healed? Mu Xi was dizzy, still habitually analyzing the situation.