"Huh?" Yue Baihua, who was lying down, suddenly stood up, and a gloomy surprise quickly flashed in her unwavering eyes.

I saw that the black qi on Sang Moyu's face, at a speed visible to the naked eye, intensified, which he didn't expect.

"It seems that Bai Huan, the medical metallurgy is fake, and waiting for the opportunity to retaliate is true, hmm, let me think about it carefully, it seems to be a felony to kill the emperor's relatives and relatives." The corners of Sang Moyu's eyes were slightly raised, and he said half-truthfully.

"I still have the strength to joke, I can't die for a while." Yue Baihua replied coldly, and then grabbed Sang Moyu's hand.

After a long time, his expression gradually became a little dignified.

Looking at Sang Moyu's face, he knew that he had been poisoned, although he didn't know who was so capable, he could make His Royal Highness the King of War fall into the way.

But to be honest, although this poison is cleverly matched and is not common, he still doesn't take it seriously.

thought that as soon as he went down, Sang Moyu would get better, but who knows......

When it comes to Yue Baihua, I am afraid that everyone knows his name as a holy doctor.

But in addition to his medical skills, what is more noteworthy is his eccentric temperament.

As we all know, the Holy Doctor Yue Baihua has a strange temperament, which is simply unprecedented and unprecedented.

He is extremely impatient, and only when the other doctors are helpless, he will make a move, perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, he is open-minded, and there is no one in his eyes.

But this is not the case, in a sense, Yue Baihua is actually a little unreasonable.

Do whatever you want, this is probably the main reason why Sang Moyu can become friends with him.

In addition, Yue Baihua never needs to take the pulse when he sees a doctor, and he can see the crux of the problem at a glance with only his eyesight, and then he uses a silver needle to smelt it and eliminate all diseases.

Originally, the human body was complicated and strange, and according to common sense, it was impossible for the silver needle to have such a great effect.

But what makes people cry out miraculously is that what should have been an ordinary silver needle has become a divine soldier in his hand that covers all diseases.

One injection for mild patients, two injections for moderate patients, and three injections for severe cases.

In the eyes of others, this is a miracle and a feat of medical skills, but Yue Baihua obviously doesn't think like that.

He did that just because it was too boring, there was no challenging illness, and he had no patience at all.

No matter who it is, when you see Yue Baihua, your first impression is that he is cold and detached.

Who would have thought that this lazy word could still be used on him.

Yes, the dignified holy doctor, the owner of Bangchun Hall, is an out-and-out lazy man, no, a lazy man.

His consultation was based on the premise that he was still present.

Just catch a handyman from Bang Chuntang, you know that the owner Yue Baihua can't even find a shadow every three or five times.

Poor shopkeeper, a lot of age, all over the world looking for themselves, asking others to find it.

What did Yue Baihua do? Alas, what else can you do, isn't it just to find a cool and quiet place and go to sleep.

There are too few things that can make him interested, and even fewer things that can make him have mood swings.

But today, it seems to be an exception.

"Alas, even Bai Hua is helpless, it seems that my fate has come to an end."

Although Sang Moyu said this, he didn't mean to worry at all.

"I can't die." Yue Baihua glanced at him, and then a silver needle flew to a corner with lightning speed.

only heard an oops, and Fei Yi fell to the ground in embarrassment.

But Fei Yi, as Sang Moyu's personal guard, naturally did not cover it, so he immediately got up. Then he showed a rather dog-legged smile at Yue Baihua.

"That, Yue Gongzi, we're our own people, let's discuss, can we not be so ruthless next time."

Yue Baihua ignored him, but Sang Moyu looked at him with interest.

Fei Yi, a guy with a missing string in his head, was worried about his master just now, and he was worried to death, but when he saw Yue Baihua, he seemed to have forgotten everything.

Is he so afraid of Yue Baihua?

Sang Moyu touched his smooth chin, with a thoughtful look, and after a while, he showed an expression of sudden realization.

"Prepare hot water, as well as medicine to boil blood and replenish qi, and help your master to the guest room."

Yue Baihua commanded Fei Yi, and then didn't give him the slightest chance to speak, turned around in a chic way, and walked away.

Fei Yi, who was standing in place, twitched wildly at the corners of his mouth, why did Yue Gongzi always call him like a slave, and what was it......

In the smiling eyes of his master Sang Moyu, Fei Yi pulled out a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair from his buttocks without tears.

"Fei Yi, it seems that you are worried about Bai Hua."

After speaking, Sang Moyu patted Fei Yi's shoulder and walked straight to the direction of the guest room.