Soon, some conversations suddenly sounded outside the temple, and then several figures slowly became clear from the rain and fog.

A middle-aged man with a medicine box on his back was pulled by two beggars and walked briskly, even if he was holding an umbrella, but the clothes on his body were a little wet, especially the hem and sleeves of the clothes, which were dripping with water droplets.

The middle-aged man was dragged away by two beggars, but he was not displeased or impatient, but with a hint of eagerness,

As soon as he entered the broken temple, without waiting for the two beggars to explain, the middle-aged man had already noticed Shangguan Ye in the broken temple, and walked towards him, his eyes fell on Murong Qiufeng on the ground, "It was you who sought medical treatment,"

Shangguan Ye just glanced at the middle-aged man lightly, and didn't answer, nodding with a cold expression,

The young man had already walked over, and only then did he see clearly that the unconscious man in white turned out to be an extremely handsome son, but at this moment the person was obviously in a fever, he was in a hurry, and he didn't care about asking, so he directly put down the medicine box and squatted down, and reached out to grab Murong Qiufeng's wrist pulse,

It was only when his hand reached over that he was restrained by a hand, he was slightly stunned, then raised his head, and looked at the man in black with a gloomy face in surprise and puzzlement,

"He just has a fever, but there is a way to get him off the fever as soon as possible," Shangguan Ye's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and his tone was as cold as iron,

The middle-aged man looked at Shangguan Ye, although he was afraid of his coldness and majesty, but the doctor treats the disease for the sky, and he ignored the threat that Shangguan Ye gave him, and said in a deep voice, "There are several kinds of colds and colds, I must make sure that his body is the kind of wind and cold in order to prescribe the right medicine, Your Excellency is also very nervous about this son, or don't hinder Bai from seeing a doctor, if you delay the condition, it is not Bai who should regret it,"

Shangguan Ye's eyes suddenly changed, his brows raised slightly, and a wave of anger emanated from him,

The man's eyes shrank, and his body couldn't help but tremble a little, but there was still a bit of stubbornness and firmness in his eyes.

At this time, Murong Qiufeng seemed to be affected by that anger, snorted a few times, and coughed lightly,

The cold aura in Shangguan Ye's whole body suddenly dissipated instantly, and his cold expression turned into nothingness, replaced by worry and eagerness, looking at him nervously, his hand lightly placed on his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "That's not the beginning,"

The middle-aged man's sword eyebrows jumped, and he was also angry in his heart, looking at his cold and nervous appearance, he couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart and seriously diagnose Murong Qiufeng's pulse.

Then he took out a bottle of pill from the medicine box, poured out one and wanted to feed Murong Qiufeng to swallow, but his hand was blocked again, and he saw Shangguan Ye's gloomy eyes looking at him with vigilance, and then at the pill,

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth couldn't help twitching, and his face sank, "This is just a fever medicine, if you don't trust others so much, why bother to ask a doctor, Bai has always acted openly and honestly, and why harm people with medicine, come here in the rain today, it is difficult to harm a stranger who has never met before, the way of the doctor, Bai is still clear,"

Shangguan Ye had a calm face, snorted coldly, and took the medicine,

The middle-aged man was so angry that he simply ignored it, turned his head and wanted to get the needle bag, but suddenly his body was stunned, an acupoint was pointed, his mouth was slightly opened, a pill was thrown in, his chest was slapped, and the pill rolled down his throat.

The middle-aged man covered his throat, coughed a few times, and looked at Shangguan Ye with a gloomy face with wide eyes, "You ......"

"The rivers and lakes are sinister, and the heart of guarding against people is indispensable, please forgive Doctor Bai," Shangguan Ye looked at him expressionlessly, and his tone was cold and did not mean to be distracted,

The middle-aged man only felt a gloomy atmosphere in his chest, and he had the urge to throw off his sleeves and leave, but looking at the patient, he could only endure it, but it was his forbearance that made Shangguan Ye even more suspicious,

Snorted coldly, and then threw the bottle to Shangguan Ye, "Just feed one, if you don't worry, you can't accept it,"

Shangguan Ye poured out an elixir from the bottle, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, checked it again, thought about it, opened his mouth to swallow it, and used his internal strength, realizing that there was no discomfort, but a refreshing feeling, so he carefully let Murong Qiufeng take it,

The middle-aged man looked at his actions, and he was angry, but he had to appreciate his caution and attention to the people around him, obviously this son should be his extremely important person, maybe a brother, who can test the medicine himself, this friendship is admirable, it's just that,

Thinking clearly, he took out the needle bag and carefully pricked Murong Qiufeng with a few needles, but this time Shangguan Ye didn't stop it.

"This son's wind chill is more serious, it should not only be as simple as being affected by the wind chill, he also has some extremely cold in his body, although it was eliminated in time, but before that, there was some frostbite inside, he must first find a place for him to rest, first reduce the fever, and then take care of the inner house,"

Shangguan Ye's face turned ugly again, thinking that the cold in the inner mansion must have been caused by the pool.

The middle-aged man saw that his face was cloudy, and he didn't know if he listened or not.

Outside, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a carriage approached quickly, and then stopped at the gate of the ruined temple.

Shangguan Ye didn't pay attention to these people, casually threw the jade pendant to one of the beggars, picked up Murong Qiufeng, and said to the middle-aged man who was a little stunned, "Get in the car, go to your medical center," and walked towards the carriage as he spoke, the beggar at the door hurriedly opened the umbrella flatteringly, and let them go into the carriage, but they didn't get into the carriage again, and several people stared directly at the beggar with the jade pendant, as if they were afraid that someone would run away with the money,

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, sighed, and resigned himself to packing up his things, got into the carriage together, and reported an address to the coachman.

The carriage turned its head and soon disappeared into the rain and mist, and Mo Yan also spread his hooves and followed the carriage, which made the middle-aged man sigh and admire.

After a busy time, Murong Qiufeng's burning began to scatter.

"You are also in a fever, why don't you go and rest first, drink some medicine, I will arrange someone to take care of you here," the middle-aged man looked at Shangguan Ye almost like a shadow, sticking to half a step and not leaving, and couldn't help but suggest, mainly because he was here, which seriously affected his treatment and saving people,

Shangguan Ye's eyes didn't move, and he said lightly, "No,"

The middle-aged man sighed, "Forget it, since that's the case, then you can take care of him, and I will bring you medicine, you can drink it too, cover it with a quilt, and sweat a little, I'll show him when the fever subsides, you have a good rest, and don't run around, save yourself the wind and cold,"

The middle-aged man chattered,

Shangguan Ye frowned, and looked at him with some impatience,

The middle-aged man was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, how could he meet such a person, he felt like he was begging to see a doctor,

In fact, this is the case, Shangguan Ye is so strict with this person, just because this person is too attentive, he has to make him suspicious,

Shangguan Ye learned martial arts from the second elder of the Snow Mountain, so his internal strength is biased towards yin and cold, and these cold qi are nothing to him, but Murong Qiufeng is different, he learns the internal strength of the Sword Saint, biased yang, and his body has had the root of the disease since he was a child, although he was cured later, and used a lot of strange drugs to lay the foundation, close to a hundred poisons, but he is still relatively easy to get sick,

Shangguan Ye hugged him, and he wanted to vomit blood with remorse, but he also knew that if he was asked to choose again, he would still do it.