"Strange...... Why are your stuff in my bed? Mu Qingge muttered and threw the tea bag to Baili Yue.

"Maybe I accidentally left it on you, and then you fell into bed again." Baili Yue said with a weak heart.

Since Yin Nanchen didn't want him to say it, he tried not to talk about the events of the previous days.

"Is this like this......" Mu Qingge nodded in disbelief, although this matter is a little strange, but now is obviously not the time to care about this, "By the way, Xiao Yueyue, I don't even know about the fact that the prince has been in the clutches of his heart, how do you know?" ”

She asked while she was making tea for more than 100 miles.

"This...... "Baili is more and more fragmented, and I don't know what to say."

"So the prince's injuries have always been because of that clutche?" Mu Qingge approached the man's eyes, she was really too careless, she should have found out about this earlier!

"Well, that's pretty much it." Baili Yue poured the tea bag into the teapot and waited patiently.

"I remember that the prince once told me that the man in black was not his opponent......" Mu Qingge muttered as he recalled, "Then why did his injury drag on for so long?" ”

"Haha." Baili Yue laughed twice in embarrassment, why Yin Nanchen was so seriously injured, of course, was because he passed on most of his internal strength to Mu Qingge.

It's just that Yin Nanchen didn't want Mu Qingge to know about this matter, so he had to find an excuse to prevaricate in the past, "Men in this world are like this, and they are never willing to show weakness in front of their beloved women." ”

"Is that so?" Mu Qingge asked with a frown, although she had some doubts in her heart, but these were not the point at the moment, and it was the right thing to wake up Yin Nanchen as soon as possible.

"Alright, let's get some tea." Baili Yue poured out a cup of tea and handed it over, and then he was about to take another cup and feed it to Yin Nanchen.

"I'll do it." Mu Qingge drank all the tea in his hand, then got up, took another cup and walked to the bed.

"It's fine." Baili Yue stood aside, he knew that Mu Qingge must be full of guilt in his heart now, and it would be good to let her do something.

Mu Qingge squatted down, took a sip of tea, and then covered Yin Nanchen's cold and thin lips.

The bitter tea flowed down her lips and spread to the man's lips, and she gently pried Yin Nanchen's lips with the tip of her tongue so that the tea could flow into his throat.

After a few times, the teacup finally bottomed out, and Baili Yue came over and helped Yin Nanchen up and sat on the bed.

"What should I do?" Mu Qingge asked.

"You sit behind him, gather all the internal force in your body in the palms of your hands, and then push it towards his back, and the internal force will naturally be instilled in him."

"Okay."

Mu Qingge nodded and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Although she said that she was a little reluctant to give up her sudden internal strength, this thing was not her own after all, maybe it was given to her by God, in order to let her save Yin Nanchen this time.

The internal force surging in the body was instilled into Yin Nanchen's body with his fingertips, and Mu Qingge sat behind the man, his ten fingers tightly attached to him

on the back.

The black palm print on Yin Nanchen's back was shocking, Mu Qingge didn't look over it, he couldn't bear to look at it.

"Xiao Qingqing, don't worry, as long as he has internal strength to protect his body, I will definitely cure the poison in his palm and the injuries on his waist and abdomen."

"Please." Mu Qingge looked at Bailiyue, with some sincerity in his eyes.

With the passage of internal force, Mu Qingge felt as if his strength had been drained.

She finally couldn't hold it anymore and collapsed on the bed.

"Xiao Qingqing!" Baili Yue hurriedly walked over to help Mu Qingge up, and when she checked her pulse, she no longer had half of the internal strength in her body.

"Is that okay?" Mu Qingge stared at her palm, and she tried to slap the bed frame again.

The pestle of the bed frame was there, but her palms were numb.

"Are you stupid?" Baili Yue said with a smile, "You don't have any internal strength in your body, and it's like a fantasy to want to play like those martial arts moves." ”

"I want to study medicine." Mu Qingge came with a sentence without a head.

"What did you say?" Baili Yue didn't hear clearly, and asked.

"I want to study medicine, how about you come to be my master?" Mu Qingge hid the flickering loss in his eyes, propped up the bed with his hands, and said with a smile.

"Don't think one is one play." Baili Yue rolled his eyes, he knocked Mu Qingge out of bed, and then opened the medicine box and began to treat the wound on Yin Nanchen's waist.

"I'm serious." Mu Qingge said earnestly, "Look, I can't play output now, then I'll play a nurse, concentrate on playing auxiliary, maybe I can make a name for myself like you, I think the world's number one goddess doctor should not lose to the world's number one woman!" ”

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? What nurse? Baili Yue asked inexplicably.

"Hey, the output is the fight in front, the nurse is the doctor, and she can be treated and assisted." Mu Qingge's eyes were shining.

As long as she can heal, there will be no thyme or thyme smell to bother her in the future.

"Bah, baa, I'm not a wet nurse, okay?" Baili Yue said with a disgusted face, "If you really want to study medicine, then you have to start with my little medicine boy." ”

"No problem, no problem." Mu Qingge nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice, everything has to start from the grassroots level!

"Okay, little medicine boy, this is the prescription I prescribed, you go and help the teacher get the medicine first." Baili Yue said, pulled over a piece of paper and handed it to Mu Qingge.

Ho! Before this guy could teach her, he began to put up Master's shelf!

Mu Qingge was helpless, but in order for the stinky man's illness to be cured as soon as possible, he didn't live up to half of his life and woke up quickly, so he still took the list and went to prepare medicine for Yin Nanchen.

Baili Yue rechecked Yin Nanchen's pulse, and the internal force after the combination of yin and yang traveled in his body, quickly collecting the scattered internal force in his body.

This time, the residual internal force in his body did not regurgitate, but obediently cooperated with the new influx of internal force to merge into one.

Yin Nanchen's internal strength for several months at that time was cured, and he explored more and more for hundreds of miles

His veins breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this Yin Nanchen and Mu Qingge are really a match made in heaven.

After Yin Nanchen's internal strength went through Mu Qingge's body, it returned to his body again, not only did it not feel uncomfortable, but it became a perfect internal strength that ordinary people could hardly have after practicing for fifty years.

Although Yin Nanchen's heart, liver, spleen and lungs were shattered by that palm, with the assistance of such internal strength, repair is just around the corner.

The most important thing to deal with at the moment is the knife wound on his left waist that runs through his waist.

Baili Yue burned the knife in his hand red, and then combined with the wine, he washed off the poison in his waist little by little.

The knife went in from the front of the left waist and came out from the back, and Baili Yue took out the needle and thread from the medicine box, treated the wound and stitched it up.

In the middle of the night, the pharmacies were almost closed, and Mu Qingge looked for an hour, but he couldn't find a pharmacy that opened.

At this time, it is not as good as in the past, Mu Qingge has no internal strength, he can't perform light skills, he can't follow the wind like in the past, every step on the ground is really practical and practical with his feet, and after running for five miles, his feet are already weak, and he can't breathe.

"What should I do?" Mu Qingge pinched the medicine list with a distressed expression, and could only stand in place and be anxious.

Probably because of the exertion, the scratch on her waist was a little painful.

Mu Qingge lifted his clothes, only to find that the one he had been scratched began to faintly blacken.

Tsk, shouldn't she be poisoned too?

She took a deep breath, rubbed her sore feet, and prepared to hit the road again.

"Little beauty, why did you come out alone at night? Aren't you waiting for my brother? Suddenly, three hooligans came out of nowhere on the side of the road to block her way, thinking that they had been following her for a long time and confirmed that she was alone.

Mu Qingge took a deep breath, it was really a disaster, she had just lost her martial arts and met a hooligan.

If it was before, she would have been able to knock one person down with one palm, and the rest would naturally retreat timidly.

No matter how bad it is, she can still use her light skills to leave, and she will not be as difficult to move an inch as she is now.

Now her slap is really a real slap, soft, and it is good to be able to shoot a mosquito to death.

Mu Qingge looked at his cool dress, and secretly screamed in his heart.

She lowered her voice, collected the panic in her eyes, and asked with a straight face, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"Who are you?"

"I am the concubine of the prince today, if you dare to do anything to me, the prince will definitely break you into pieces!" Mu Qingge groaned and said sharply.

The group of hooligans looked at each other for a moment, then laughed.

"If you are really the prince's concubine, how can he let you come out at night dressed like this?" The leader of the hooligan said.

The one behind him also followed closely to tease Mu Qingge, "If you are the princess's concubine, then I will be the prince, come, beauty, call me husband~"

Mu Qingge was so disgusted that he had to vomit out

She glared angrily at the three people in front of her.

Although she is not in martial arts, she still knows how to embroider some fists and legs.

Mu Qingge observed the surroundings, and she happened to be in a dead end.

It's dark and closed, making it a great place to escape, but there's a lot of waste around it that seems to be usable.

She took a deep breath, flipped over, and pulled out an arm-thick wooden stick from the ground, "Today, this girl will use this dog beating stick to clean you up!" ”

said that it was too late, and Mu Qingge's stick had already hit the head of the leader, but the hooligan was experienced and quickly dodged.

"The little beauty is good!" A lewd smile appeared on the man's face, "Our three brothers love this kind of excitement the most!" ”

(End of chapter)