- In the three days since she woke up from her coma, as her body gradually recovered as usual, and her mental thinking became clear and sharp, Mo Ye became more and more strange about one thing. It has been eight days since Ye Nuonuo was in a poisoning coma, and there is still no sign of sobering up, but it is still difficult for Ye Fu to see Ye Zhengming all day long.

What the hell is he up to?

It is difficult for others to imagine that Ye Zhengming is running away, he is really afraid that his only daughter will not wake up. This is a very complicated relationship between relatives who are connected by blood, the more you care, the more afraid you are of losing, if you can't change the ending of loss, then you don't even have the courage to face it.

And what is even more difficult for Mo Ye to understand is that in the past two days, Ye Zhengming is still deliberately avoiding her.

Ye Zhengming's medical skills are roughly the same as those of several top imperial doctors in the Taiyi Bureau, but it is impossible for him to invite all the masters of the Taiyi Bureau to Ye Mansion for the sake of his daughter, so he directly found Yan Guang. Yan Guangda has practiced medicine for half his life and has decades of rich experience, and he has won the name of the leader of the Taiyi Bureau, but his help has only temporarily slowed down the spread of toxins in Ye Nuonuo's body.

The reason why Ye Nuonuo's poisoning symptoms are so severe is not only because she does not have Mo Ye's special physique to fight toxins, but also because she has zài wounds on her fingers when she was infested with snake venom. Those needles don't seem to matter in normal times, and they don't even affect daily life, but when they are in an environment full of snake venom, those needles that penetrate deep into the skin become the fuse, introducing the toxins directly into the body.

Although she was not bitten by a snake, the depth of the poison was roughly equal to that of a snake's fangs left in her fingers.

Regarding this point, after Yan Guang tried his best to diagnose and treat Ye Nuonuo, he came to a conclusion very close to Ye Zhengming - to get in touch with Liao Shi as much as possible!

Three years ago, when treating Lin Shan, who was seriously injured, Yan Guang, Liao Shi, and Ye Zhengming had a cooperation, and Yan Guang and Liao Shi were old friends, and Liao Shi was half of Ye Zhengming's master who introduced the door, and the gathering of these three people was equivalent to a gathering of old friends. At that time, the three of them had an agreement. insisted on asking Liao Shi to leave a contact information in the future.

Thinking that Mo Ye's medicine had just finished the course of treatment at that time, I didn't know what the follow-up situation would be, and Liao Shi, who couldn't stay in Kyoto for a long time and had to follow Lin Shan to the north, agreed. It is also the cheapness of Torin Shan, and the correspondence between Liao Shi and Kyoto is more than 1,000 miles away, and you can borrow the secret fast messenger when Lin Shan's communication with the emperor.

Ye Zhengming sent the letter the day after his daughter fell unconscious, and the messenger was half of Lin Shan's subordinates, knowing that this letter was tied to a life. After leaving Kyoto, I didn't stop, and I delivered the letter day and night. From the letter to the letter, it took only four days.

That is, when Mo Ye had just woken up, Liao Shi's reply had just been sent back to Ye Zhengming by messenger.

But after reading the content of the letter and knowing the prescription clearly written by Liao Shiqing, Ye Zhengming hesitated again.

Ye Zhengming knew that Liao Shi's way of thinking was roughly only going back and forth, so the strange old man only wrote a simple and clear prescription in the letter, and didn't care about the rest of the problems, but this was where Ye Zhengming got into trouble, and he couldn't figure out how to say this to Mo Ye for a while.

Take Mo Ye's blood into medicine? What is this credential? The kid would have asked why, and the reason would have been taken away. There are a lot of things that are not easy to cover up!

But Nuno has been in a coma for eight days, and he can't wait any longer!

Ye Zhengming, who was sitting quietly in the back hall of Yiye like a wood, suddenly raised his hands and grabbed his hair, scratching worriedly. In the past few days, except for three regular trips, he has stayed in Yiye Curie for the rest of the time, but he has not seen a doctor in the front hall. It's just that he is so grasping and playing with his hair in the back hall. He was torn between the two options, but he also hoped that he would be able to knock out a new way by knocking on his head.

But Yiyeju is a medical hall, and when the door is opened, there will inevitably be patients who come to seek medical treatment. Fortunately, Xiaoying has been helping out in Yiye Curie for the past few days, and she has taken care of all the small things, and the patients with serious injuries have been transferred to other hospitals.

Knowing that such a disaster happened to the Ye family, several medical centers that usually move around more actively took the initiative to provide foreign aid, although they were unable to treat Ye Nuonuo's poisonous injuries, but they were able to transfer those patients who only recognized Ye Zheng's name, at least in the near future, so that Ye Zhengming did not have to be disturbed by foreign affairs.

But Ye Zhengming is the backbone of the Ye family, carrying the girder of the entire courtyard, although Xiaoying has been in Ye Mansion for less than three years, she can also deeply understand this, she has been busy for a few days in such a depressed atmosphere of Ye Mansion, seeing that Ye Ye is still continuing to be decadent, Xiaoying finally can't hold back her temperament.

Approaching Ye Zhengming with a cup of hot tea, Xiaoying deliberately felt a little heavier in her hand when she put down the teacup. The porcelain made a louder sound on the hard chestnut wood table, but Ye Zhengming, who was grabbing his hair, just glanced sideways, and didn't say a word, he didn't even have the heart to lose his temper.

That's not a good thing.

Master! How can you become like this? Originally, when she put down the teacup, Xiaoying was still a little apprehensive, this was the first time she was so presumptuous in front of her master. However, seeing that he was almost out of his body, she was also annoyed in her heart, and the flickering anger immediately suppressed her anxiety, master, if you continue like this, no one will be able to save Miss!

The servants and assistants in the medical hall all knew what the reason for Ye Zhengming's depressed mood in the past few days was, and they didn't dare to say anything, at this time, Xiaoying opened her mouth, which was a bold pick, and she had this courage, thanks to the fact that she usually followed Ye Nuonuo closely, and she learned a lot when she saw it.

The sound of the tea cup being heavily slammed on the table just now only caused Ye Zhengming to look sideways, and then he lowered his head slightly, and at this time, when he heard Xiaoying say two words in a loud voice and extremely directly, Ye Zhengming slowly raised his head again.

Ye Zhengming hadn't slept well in the past few days, he did lie down at night according to his usual schedule, and he told him that he had to stabilize his mind in order to think of new and better ways, but he actually couldn't sleep at all. At this time, he looked at Xiaoying with a slightly stunned expression, and the red bloodshot in his eyes really startled Xiaoying.

In fact, in addition to being lazy, Ye Zhengming can also be understood as full of self-confidence, believing that his medical skills can solve the suffering of the diseases he is facing, and that he will continue to discover more and more exquisite medical skills in the near future.

However, at this time, his hair was rough and messy, hanging on his forehead, his eyes were bruised, and his eyes were dull. Not only does it seem to be aging at a rate of day by year, but the mental outlook of the whole person seems to be a little less refreshing than the old scholar who basks in the sun on the street corner and helps people write letters to make a living.

Master...... Xiaoying couldn't help but dodge a slight glance. Seeing that Ye Zhengming's lips were so dry that they cracked a few times, obviously caused by the inability to sleep at night and the burning of the five internal organs, Xiaoying reached out and picked up the hot tea on the table and handed it over, Master, your lips are cracked and oozing blood. Drink some water to moisturize.

Ye Zhengming's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, and he didn't answer the teacup. just suddenly said: Xiaoying, can you do the master a favor?

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Mo Ye didn't expect that because of an accident, he would meet two girls of similar age in such an environment today.

There are always a lot of common topics between girls, and this kind of atmosphere is completely different from the feeling she could receive when she was still in the academy and faced those teenagers.

At least when she faced Ye Nuonuo and Xiaoyu, she didn't have to hide her girl's thoughts, and she didn't have to think about pretending to be a boy before saying a word. What to say.

This kind of exchange made her feel refreshed, and it was also very interesting, in fact, mainly because the person she was chatting with, Ye Nuonuo was a very interesting person himself!

However, considering that Wu Shu will come over in the evening. Mo Ye didn't talk to the two girls for too long. Ye Nuonuo considered that Mo Ye still needed to recuperate for some time, so he had no intention of staying longer. Just waited for Mo Ye to finish drinking a bowl of clear porridge, and she left with Xiaoyu.

When Ye Nuonuo left, Xiao Yu, who was following her, habitually extinguished all the lights in the room. The night gradually deepened, but after Mo Ye's eyes adapted to this darkness, he could still see the outline of things in the room through the faint light of the stars and moon outside the window.

Except for being a little tired when he just finished drinking the porridge, Mo Ye was completely awake at this time. After turning over in bed a few times, she still couldn't find the slightest sleep, but she became more and more energetic, so she simply got up and got out of bed and walked to the window. After a moment's hesitation, she raised her hand to open the window, and just then, as her arm was raised, something hard rolled off the side of her loose placket and hit the ground.

Mo Ye looked sideways at the ground, but the hand that opened the window did not stop. When the window was halfway open, the moonlight reflected in the room, allowing her to see clearly the hard objects that had fallen on the ground. It was a small box that was close to a round shape, much smaller than a normal rouge box.

Squatting down and picking it up in his palm, after staring at it for a few moments, Mo Ye quickly remembered that this thing was the biggest secret that Wu Shu could easily cross the top of the city tower.

Wu Shu would never have given this thing to her, but it was unfortunate that when he rescued her under the horse's hooves in the morning, it may have been because the sudden stretching of his body was too big, so that he accidentally left this thing, and it happened to be picked up by Ye Nuonuo, who was standing in the crowd, and did not return it to Wu Shu, but handed it to her.

Thinking of such a small thing going around and around, and finally falling into his hands, the corners of Mo Ye's mouth unconsciously raised a smile.

Wu Shu, Wu Shu, what you don't want to give me, it seems that even the will of heaven will be granted to me! Then I'm disrespectful.

Only, how exactly is this thing used?

Realizing this problem, Mo Ye couldn't help but frown slightly.

After searching her mind for the impressions of Wu Shu's movements when he flew off the eaves and walked against the wall, she didn't seem to find any traces of him using this object, until she remembered that when Wu Shu slid down the wolf's tooth city under his head and feet, his feet interlaced like shuttles seemed to be hooked on something like silk thread......

Yes, when a person is in such a posture, he can't safely fall from a high altitude, at least Mo Ye has not seen it with his own eyes, or seen such a skill from books, Wu Shu should have used this small box at that time. So... The secret of the use of this box should lie in an extremely thin but extremely tough silk thread. And since it is the power that comes from the thread, then there must be a stretched thread.

Mo Ye's eyes lit up, and he stood up the small round box held in the palm of his hand, and then lowered his gaze slightly, looking at its surroundings.

The surprise and surprise in her heart made her forget for a moment, there was no light in the room at this time, and the moonlight outside the window alone could not hinder her walking, but it was impossible to find its secret opening on such a small box.

And when Mo Ye finally realized this problem, stood up and was about to go to find the fire breaker to light the lamp, the faint moonlight outside the open window suddenly dimmed.

Wu Shu is here.

His steps were light, even in the quiet of the night. He has also reached a state that ordinary people ignore, but he can't completely make his figure disappear between the transmission of light.

Although Mo Ye had been mentally prepared and knew that Wu Shu would come quietly tonight, she still almost screamed when she turned around and saw Wu Shu hanging outside the window like a spider. Her face sank, and she clenched the object in her palm.

Sure enough, it's with you.

As soon as the voice started, Wu Shu's figure also swayed, and he slid into the room from the window. and closed the window with his backhand.

The room was dark for a moment, but suddenly it was bright again. Wu Shu had just closed the window with an extra fire fold in his hand. A little bit of fire reflected his face, and he saw that his eyes were looking straight over, and the focus of his gaze was on a hand that Mo Ye clenched and half-hidden behind him.

Mo Ye saw where Wu Shu's gaze was pointing, and subconsciously shrank his clenched fist behind him.

Wu Shu had been in this room for a few hours during the day, and he was already familiar with everything in this room, so he quickly lit a lamp next to him after entering the room, as if he had lived here for a long time. Then he didn't continue to ask about the small box in Mo Ye's hand, but just put the big pottery altar he was carrying in his other hand on the table, and then said calmly: You wait first. I'll go to the kitchen and find a filter.

Oh...... Mo Ye responded a little sluggishly, she watched Wu Shu push the door out, and suddenly said again: Uncle Wu......

Wu Shu stopped when he heard this, turned around to look at her, and then he saw Mo Ye move the fist hidden behind him in front of him. Slowly spread out his palm, and the thing lying in his palm was something he had been looking for for an hour in the evening and had not found.

Seeing that Mo Ye suddenly took the initiative to take out such a thing that she had hidden so tightly just now, Wu Shu questioned it instead, not believing that Mo Ye would really return this thing so simply and clearly.

He guessed right.

Mo Ye grinned at Wu Shu and said with a smile: "Declare, I picked it up, but I didn't steal it from you." When she had said this, she stretched out her other hand, tore open the placket of her chest, which was already a little loose, and then threw the hand holding the small wooden box into her arms at a dashing angle.

Watching Mo Ye re-tie his clothes and belts in a hurry, Wu Shu's eyes were strange for a moment, and then he didn't say anything, and continued to push open the door and leave with a steady pace.

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Ye Zhengming is a highly qualified doctor, and the medical equipment he has in his house is naturally comprehensive. And with Wu Shu's agility and meticulous observation ability, as long as Ye Fu has it, it is almost equivalent to nothing he can't get.

Wu Shu came back soon, and with the help of the filter medicine equipment he fetched, Mo Ye was able to take the decoction more easily than in the past few days. However, Wu Shu may not know that the reason why Mo Ye was so obedient and fast when she drank the medicine tonight was mainly because she was wary of whether Wu Shu would suddenly make a move and take the small box back.

Although she had prepared measures in advance and deliberately put that thing in front of Wu Shu, she still felt a little unconfident when she thought of Wu Shu's almost ghostly skills.

However, Wu Shu did not make a move as Mo Ye expected, and it was not until he left with the empty pottery altar and watched his back disappear outside the door that Mo Ye could breathe a sigh of relief.

Hugging the quilt and sitting quietly on the bed, Mo Ye still couldn't sleep. After swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva to suppress the bitter taste of the medicine in her mouth, she got up again and got out of bed, walked to the window, and prepared to open the window and use a little moonlight to study the mystery of the little box again.

When she opened a window, and before she could reach into her arms to take out the small box, she saw Wu Shu's figure appear outside the window like a ghost suddenly appearing in the night sky, and she was so frightened that she almost sat down on the ground.

It's late, rest early.

As when he came just now, Wu Shu hung in the window like a spider and appeared in front of Mo Ye's eyes. He looked at Mo Ye's frightened appearance, but there was a calm tone in his voice.

Mo Ye took a deep breath to calm down, and then asked, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

I'll be here all the time tonight. Wu Shu's voice paused slightly, and then added: "Doctor Ye is worried that the medicine he gave you during the day will conflict with the prescription of Liao Shipei you take at night, so he told me to guard you for one night.

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't linger at the window any longer, and his figure disappeared from the bottom up.

Seeing the path Wu Shu left, it was not difficult for Mo Ye to imagine that he should have gone to the roof. He had not closed the window as he had done when he had left this time, as he had done, to remind her of this, and to warn her to heed advice tonight.

Mo Ye had no choice but to close the window and obediently climb back to the bed, pull the quilt and lie down. Even though she still couldn't sleep, she forced herself to close her eyes. In the darkness, her hand under the quilt took out the small box, and with the touch of the skin of her fingertips, she examined it thoroughly.

In the endless darkness, Mo Ye's mind naturally appeared a lot of images of the past. When she remembered Master's method of opening his long flat box, she suddenly felt that she could imitate it and test the little box.

But she didn't know that she had underestimated the structure of this small box from the first time she had this idea, because this thing was the latest result of the research and development of the second team mastered by Lin Shan.

Although the second group has mastered the manufacturing technology of this item, the difficulty of this achievement lies in the preciousness of its materials, and all the members of the second group have only made two of them, and the small box owned by Wu Shu is one of the two. Moreover, the reason why such a precious thing can be owned by Wu Shu is because Wu Shu will use it to play an important role, which is also the reason why Wu Shu must take it back and will never give it to Mo Ye.

As Wu Shu said, even if this thing is owned by Mo Ye, with her current ability, she will not be able to maximize its effect. Children have a big heart to play, but adults pay more attention to the use value of objects.

So without any suspense, Mo Ye groped for the small box with his eyes closed for most of the night, and finally found nothing, and fell asleep in a trance in the second half of the night.

Wu Shu, who was sitting on the roof, felt that the slight sound of rustling finally quieted down under a tiled roof, so he reached out to uncover a tile and looked into the house. Seeing Mo Ye's sleeping face, he exhaled softly, took out a small note from his sleeve and threw it from the vacancy opened by the tile. Seeing the small note slowly fall next to Mo Ye's pillow, Wu Shu covered the tile back, yawned lightly, and then slid off the roof, and his figure disappeared into the darkness of the street.

Early the next morning, Mo Ye woke up in shock.

She remembered that she had been figuring out where the box was starting last night, and she had fallen asleep without paying attention. When she woke up, it was already dawn, she suddenly sat up, and was glad to find that the small box was still in her hand, and Wu Shu did not quietly take it while she was asleep. However, the contents of the small note resting on the pillow proved that Wu Shu had indeed returned to this room in the second half of the night when she was asleep.

True gentleman. Mo Ye said this in her heart, and her sleepiness suddenly dissipated.

Unconsciously, Mo Ye developed a little more friendliness towards this young man whose face was so ugly that it could be described as terrifying. However, she couldn't understand that the main reason why he gave up the best chance to retrieve the small box last night had little to do with morality, and more because of the style of acting that he had cultivated in his special profession for a long time.

Wu Shu will definitely get his things back, but the practice of stealing them back is not his style. And in his eyes, judging from Mo Ye's ability, he can't be regarded as a qualified opponent, and of course there is no possibility of forcing him to use extraordinary means.

Mo Ye got out of bed and pushed the door out, looking around the courtyard, the sunlight could already fall into the backyard, but the whole courtyard was still a calm scene, only a young man who looked like a domestic servant was holding a bamboo broom, lowering his head and carefully sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground in the backyard.

Could it be that the whole Ye family is used to getting up late? Mo Ye thought with a slight feeling of wonder in his heart.

There are not many servants in the Ye Mansion, so if there is any incident in the house, there is no need to detour about it, and the news is basically a straight line between the subordinate and the head of the family. The young maid who swept the floor knew Mo Ye's origin, and when he saw her coming out of the house, he hurriedly approached and said respectfully: Has Miss Mo rested? The little one will go and inform the master.