After a while, I saw Gu Ange slowly withdraw his hand, opened his eyelids and looked at it, seeing that it was covered with green shadows, his heart was at ease, and his face eased a little, he got up and took out a small porcelain bottle from the medicine box he was carrying, and poured out two blood-red pills from it, Chu Yanzhi saw this and hurriedly sent a glass of water.

Gu Ange took it, then stuffed the pill into Zhou Qiye's mouth, then fed some more water, opened his eyelids again, and found that the green shadow inside had subsided a little, and then checked his pulse again, and after making sure that it was okay, he was relieved.

Hearing Gu Ange's sigh of relief, the people present relaxed at this time. Before they knew it, they were holding their breath to see it all.

"How?" Mo Wuxian asked. Gu Ange nodded, indicating that it was okay, "Go out and talk, don't disturb His Royal Highness the Prince's rest, just leave someone to watch." ”

Although these monks of Xiangguo Temple didn't know who this young and handsome young man was, he had already shocked them with his hand just now.

Their abbot can also be said to be proficient in medical skills, and even the abbot has no choice, so this little boy just fed two pills?

Looking at Gu Ange's young and excessive age, although he was shocked, many people still had some doubts in their hearts. After all, this is about the lives of so many people, and you can't just come to a person and say that there is no problem.

So, one of the younger monks stood up and hesitated, "Are you sure there is no problem with this benefactor?" If something happens to His Royal Highness the Prince, our Xiangguo Temple can't afford it. ”

Mo Wuxian and Chu Yanzhi frowned when they heard this, they were both people who knew Gu Ange's ability, and now they were a little unhappy when they saw her being questioned. Chu Yanzhi opened his mouth to say something, but Gu Ange waved his hand at him, signaling him to be calm.

When he saw Gu Ange's gesture, he swallowed even if he was unhappy, touched his nose and walked to the side to sulk.

Gu Ange naturally heard the distrust in the little monk's words, and he was not angry, and said with a light smile: "If the little master is not at ease, he can also let the abbot take a look." ”

She has long been accustomed to this kind of questioning, who makes the doctors in the eyes of everyone usually look like old people in their forties and fifties, and people at her age do feel untrustworthy.

"It's not that the little monk doesn't trust the donor, it's just... Seeing that Gu Ange was so gentle, the little monk didn't look angry at his questioning, and scratched his head a little embarrassed, and hurriedly explained.

"It's okay, let's ask the master to take a look too, and everyone can rest assured that multiple people will take a look." Gu Ange waved his hand indifferently, then turned around and bowed to the abbot master on the side and said, "There is Master Lao." ”

"Amitabha, the donor is polite, it is our Xiangguo Temple that troubles the donor." The abbot returned a Buddha salute, then walked to the side of the bed, and began to check Zhou Qiye's pulse, and after a while, the abbot put Zhou Qiye's hand back into the quilt, "Your Highness's pulse is stable, although the residual poison has not been cleared, but just like the donor said, it is not a big problem." It's just that... The abbot glanced at Gu Ange, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Gu Ange naturally saw the abbot's desire to speak and stopped, of course she knew what he had seen, but it was just inconvenient for so many people to say it at this time.

"Can you rest assured now?" Gu Ange looked around with a smile.

"Relieved, relieved." Everyone nodded their heads.

"Is that time to go out?" Gu Ange walked to Mo Wuxian's side, lifted his forearm, and took the lead towards the outside of the meditation room.

So a group of people could only obediently follow out of the meditation room.

The group moved to the meditation room for visitors, and the abbot sent some of the little monks away, leaving only two junior brothers.

"Master, what the hell is going on, why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince get poisoned when he was so good?" Mo Wuxian asked lightly.

The abbot sighed lightly, "The old man doesn't know what's going on, today His Royal Highness went to the main hall as usual to worship the Buddha, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, when the old man got the news and rushed over, His Royal Highness has been sent to the meditation room, and a pulse only found out that His Royal Highness was poisoned, but unfortunately the old man is not proficient in learning and art, and can only see that it is poisoned, but he doesn't know what poison he has been infected, so he can only use some antidote pills to suppress it first, and send people to the city to ask for a doctor." "It's just that the doctor hasn't arrived yet, and His Royal Highness the King has arrived with people.

"What was wrong with Your Highness before he was poisoned?" Chu Yanzhi interjected.

"This..." The abbot frowned, looked at the two junior disciples, one of the younger monks came out and said a Buddha name, "His Royal Highness the Prince came to Xiangguo Temple during this time and was fully responsible for the reception of the poor monks, and today His Royal Highness went to the main hall with lunch as usual, and there was nothing out of the ordinary." ”

"Does Your Highness still have food?" Gu Ange asked.

"After His Highness's accident, the abbot asked the poor monk to put away all the things that His Highness had touched and used today, and now they are being placed in the meditation room." The monk replied.

"Can you take us to see it?"

"This..." The monk looked at the abbot and asked with a look in his eyes.

The abbot sighed, "A few donors, come with the old man." ”

So several people followed the abbot towards the quiet room.

On the way in the past, Gu Ange deliberately walked at the end of the line with Mo Wuxian Chu Yanzhi, and opened a distance from the three monks in front.

After pulling away for some distance, Mo Wuxian lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?" How could Mo Wuxian and Chu Yanzhi not see that Gu Ange was deliberately lagging behind, and after thinking about it, they understood that she had something inconvenient to say in person, so she did this.

"I can't say it in front of everyone else, Your Highness..." Gu Ange bit his lip, "Your Highness's poisoning this time is even if it is detoxified, it will hurt the roots, I'm afraid that the situation will be worse than before in the next few days." It may be better to find a place to recuperate in the future, but if you stay in the capital, you can only live for another three years at most. Speaking of this, Gu Ange's voice gradually lowered.

Should it be said that good people don't live long? After she finished speaking, she clearly felt that she was holding Mo Wuxian's arm and trembled, "How long can you live if you send it out to recuperate?" Even so, he spoke with an unexpectedly calm.

"If you take care of it well, it shouldn't be a problem for more than ten years." Staying in the capital and intriguing with people every day, worrying about this and that all day long, and facing all kinds of bad things, even people in good health can't bear it, let alone Zhou Qiye now.

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