"Mother, save me."

Mo Zhe cried out to Liu in pain, his hands kept scratching his skin, and his body was covered with blood.

"Zhe'er, stop scratching." Liu Shihou grabbed Mo Zhe's hand in front of Mo Zhe's bed and didn't let him continue to scratch, but his strength couldn't resist Mo Zhe's resistance at all.

"Why are you still stunned, why don't you catch the young master yet." Liu shouted at the maid behind him.

The maid behind him hurriedly stepped forward, one person, one hand, and one foot hugging, Mo Zhe was fixed on the bed, his hands and feet couldn't move, and he could only wail on the bed.

After a while, the courtyard was full of people, many gossiping people, curious.

"What are you doing here? All the work done? An angry roar rang out from behind.

Behind the crowd, Mo Xiong stood behind with a black face, and the housekeeper on the side looked at the crowd gathered in front of him, looked at Mo Xiong's face, and hurriedly shouted: "Are you all deaf?" Didn't hear me, did you? ”

Seeing this, the crowd gathered in front of them immediately dispersed like a flock of birds, and the originally crowded courtyard immediately became empty.

Mo Xiong listened to Mo Zhe's wailing sound from the house, his face became more and more ugly, and he stepped in.

As soon as Liu saw Mo Xiong, he immediately rushed to him and cried, "Master, save Zhe'er." ”

"Daddy...... Daddy......" At this time, Mo Zhe was only angry, looking at Mo Xiong, and shouted in a weak voice.

"Where's the doctor?"

Seeing his son become like this, Mo Xiong's face became even more ugly and asked.

"The doctor has already gone to ask for it, it should be almost there." The butler on the side spoke.

"Go and find out, who the eldest young master has been in contact with, and call me all the relevant personnel." Mo Xiong commanded.

"Yes."

After a while, Mo Jiuwu led Qingqing to Mo Zhe's courtyard, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw Lin standing aside with Mo Di.

"Nine dances to meet my father." Mo Jiuwu shouted at Mo Xiong.

Mo Xiong glanced at Mo Jiuwu, did not agree, his eyes swept over the voice people present, and said, "I called you here today to find out who has been in contact with the eldest young master today." ”

Everyone present looks at me, I look at you, and no one says a word.

At this moment, Mo Zhe on the bed said weakly: "Mother, it's Mo Jiuwu, it's her ......" Before the words were finished, he had already fallen into a coma.

Liu looked at Mo Jiuwu with terrifying eyes, "It's you again, you are a harmful spirit." Without waiting for the others to react, Liu Shi pounced in front of Mo Jiuwu and slapped Mo Jiuwu in the face.

After that, a smear of blood appeared on Mo Jiuwu's face, and a wound appeared on the originally smooth face.

"Miss!" Qingqing looked at it and looked at Mo Jiuwu anxiously.

Modi looked at Mo Jiuwu's face bleeding, stared at Liu angrily, and was about to stand up, but was grabbed by Lin's wrist.

Although Mo Xiong was not satisfied with Liu's actions, he did not accuse and looked at Mo Jiuwu.

"What's going on?" Mo Xiong looked at Mo Jiuwu with a kind of judgment in his eyes, Mo Jiuwu didn't like this kind of look, but his face did not show half displeasure.

"Father, it's not like that, I did meet with my eldest brother, wasn't you also present at that time, father?" Mo Jiuwu explained.

When Mo Xiong heard this, he also reacted that it was this morning, looked at Mo Zhe on the bed, and then looked at Mo Jiuwu, and didn't say anything, after all, he saw it with his own eyes, obviously he didn't see what Mo Jiuwu did to Mo Zhe, so he naturally excluded Mo Jiuwu, but in this way, no one present had contact with Mo Zhe.

"Master......" Liu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a voice outside the door.

"Master, the doctor is here!"

The butler's voice sounded outside the house, and an old man with a medicine box entered the house.

"Doctor, come and see what's wrong with my son?" As soon as he saw the doctor coming, Liu was too busy to target Mo Jiuwu, and hurriedly pulled the doctor to Mo Zhe's bed.

The old man put down the medicine box, put his right hand on Mo Zhe's wrist, his eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes dazed, and then he looked around, and after a while, he withdrew his hand.

"Doctor, what's wrong with my son?" Seeing that the doctor withdrew his hand, Liu hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

The voices present all looked at the old man, obviously curious about what happened to Mo Zhe?

"This ...... This ......" The old man looked at Liu, slurching.

"Doctor, please tell me if you have something to say." Mo Xiong looked at the old man and said directly.

The old man waved at Mo Xiongzuo for a moment before continuing, "Xiangye, madam, the young master's illness is really strange, and the grass people guess that it may be ...... Venereal disease. ”

The eyes of the people present instantly focused on Mo Zhe's body, with mockery in their eyes.

Liu's face became a little iron-blue, and his eyes didn't dare to look at Mo Xiong, so he had to vent his anger at the doctor.

"You...... You are talking nonsense, how can my son be contaminated with that disease, it must be a misdiagnosis by you, a quack. Liu grabbed the doctor and began to bombard.

Mo Xiong's face was not good-looking, and his eyes when he looked at Liu were also dissatisfied and disgusted.

"Sir...... It must be that he misdiagnosed, Zhe'er just said that his body was like an insect bite, how could it be that kind of disease? Master ......" Liu looked at Mo Xiong, and hurriedly explained while rushing to cry.

"Master, I heard that the divine doctor came back some time ago, or ......" When Mo Xiong was worried, the housekeeper on the side suggested on the side.

Mo Xiong nodded and motioned for the housekeeper to invite.

Looking at the figure of the housekeeper leaving, Mo Jiuwu's hand hanging on one side slowly clenched.

Suddenly, a hand touched Mo Jiuwu's face and gently wiped the blood on her face.

Mo Jiuwu turned his head to look at Modi who appeared beside him at some point, watching his small hand wipe the blood on his face, lest it hurt him, and blew into his wound while wiping.

Mo Jiuwu smiled at him, looked at the Lin family who was standing on the side, and the other party just glanced at her and looked away.

Mo Jiuwu knew that the Lin family was already on a united front with herself at this time, otherwise, she would not let Modi contact her while the Liu family was still there, maybe the other possibility was that the Lin family knew that besides her, the only one who could protect Modi was me.

At this time, in a medical hall on the street, Duan Wuluo packed up the medicinal materials on the table and was about to go back to the room, when the medicine boy suddenly ran in from outside and said, "Childe, the Prime Minister sent someone to ask you to go to see the eldest prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

Duan Wuluo patted his robe, didn't pay too much attention to it, just said lightly, "It's late at night, I'm resting, and I asked them to find other doctors, and I'm not the only doctor in the capital." ”

The medicine boy understood what Duan Wuluo meant and walked outside.

Just as Duan Wuluo was about to close the door, the voice of the medicine boy came from the door again.

"Childe, the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion said that no matter what, I hope Childe can go there, and they also found other doctors, but the eldest prince kept nagging that there were insects biting him, so the other doctors couldn't see what the cause was."

As soon as the medicine boy finished speaking, the door that was originally closed was opened again, and Duan Wuluo stood at the door, looking at the medicine boy, "You mean, the eldest prince of the Xiangfu has been saying that he was bitten by insects?"

"Well, that's what the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion said."

"Let's go, let's see." Duan Wuluo smiled at the corner of his mouth and walked outside.

Although he didn't understand why Duan Wuluo suddenly changed his words, the medicine boy hurriedly followed.

Xiangfu, at this time, Mo Zhe is really like a dead man, even worse than a dead man, his whole body is blurred by his own flesh and blood, and he has no strength to wail anymore, only when he listens closely, can he hear the faint breath.

When Duan Wuluo arrived at Mo Zhe's courtyard, before entering the house, he heard Liu's angry scolding and crying from the house, and the housekeeper on the side saw this and looked at Duan Wuluo beside him cautiously, but saw that there was no change on the other party's face, as if he hadn't heard it.

As soon as Duan Wuluo entered the room, his gaze swept over the people in the room, and when his gaze swept to Mo Jiuwu, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, but it was just a moment, and then he walked directly to Mo Zhe on the side of the bed.

When Duan Wuluo's gaze stopped on Mo Jiuwu, Mo Jiuwu noticed it, and when she followed that line of sight, her eyes suddenly froze, looking at Duan Wuluo in disbelief, she never expected that the person she met at random on the street turned out to be the famous miracle doctor - Duan Wuluo.

And Qingqing on the side was also surprised, looking at Mo Jiuwu at a loss, the two of them also stole other people's things, and now it seems that the other party will definitely retaliate against them.

"Doctor Duan, please save the child, the child was poisoned and his life is at stake." Mo Xiong said politely to Duan Wuluo.

"Yes! Doctor Duan, you are a miracle doctor, you must save my son. Liu grabbed Duan Wuluo's sleeve with a handful of snot and tears, and pleaded.

Duan Wuluo looked at his crumpled robe, frowned slightly, raised his hand and pulled his sleeve out of Liu's hand, before walking to the bed to take a closer look.

As soon as Duan Wuluo stopped, the voices present all looked at him, including Mo Jiuwu.

Duan Wuluo's eyes swept around before he spoke: "Young Master Mo was not poisoned. ”