After Lan Tiantian saw Jiang Liancheng and Ling Luo leave, she sighed faintly in her heart, she had heard about Ning Qian's strange illness earlier, but after experiencing so many things, she also had some complications in her heart about Ning Qianmo.

If everything Ning Qianmo had was similar to what she had guessed, then Ning Qianmo's mind was too deep, she originally wanted to save his life and keep him away from the court, but now it seems that this idea is a little unrealistic.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a little coldness in her eyes, if he really had such a mind, she would not be polite to him.

For Lan Tiantian, Jing Ye is her beloved, so there are only two kinds of people in this world, one is his friend, and the other is his enemy.

Jing Ye's friend is Lan Tiantian's friend, and Jing Ye's enemy is also her enemy.

No matter who it is, as long as she is an enemy of Jing Ye, then she will not be polite.

In the evening, Ling Luo returned, and as soon as he returned, Lan Tiantian asked Ziyi to bring her to see her.

He looked slightly tired, and Lan Tiantian asked softly, "Is Ning Qianmo really sick or fake?" ”

"It's a real illness." Ling Luo said softly: "His body was not good in the first place, the cold qi entered the body in Shaocheng before, it was not removed at that time, it had penetrated into the heart and lungs, the cold qi had been in his body for a long time, it was difficult to pull it out of the body, he was a scholar, his body was not very good, such a toss, and now his mind is complicated, this situation is indeed not light." ”

Lan tilt's eyes deepened, and Ling Luo said again: "When I went to him today, according to the princess's wishes, I tried my best to heal him, first temporarily forced the cold in his body together, and then used a needle to calm it in his body, as long as the cold qi is not running around in his body, his body will slowly improve, and there will be no more disasters in the near future." ”

Lan Tian looked at Ling Luo for a long time and then said, "Then what if one day those cold qi get out of the control of the needles you cast?" ”

"It's hard to say." Ling Luo's eyes blinked lightly and said, "That cold qi is suppressed in the body, and after a long time, it has actually turned into cold poison, and if it spreads in the future, once it attacks, it will be ten times more ferocious." ”

Lan Tian's eyes deepened, but Ling Luo smiled and said, "Ning Qianmo's mind is too heavy, his body is already extremely bad, if the cold poison in his body spreads, then he will have to worry about his life." ”

Lan Tiantian also has her own understanding of medical skills, she heard Ling Luo's words, and knew that Ling Luo had done something when he treated Ning Qianmo this time, saying that it was for Ning Qianmo's cold in his body, but he was afraid that he was simply converting the cold in Ning Qianmo's body into cold poison.

She sighed faintly, bit her lip lightly, and said, "How long will it take for the cold poison to spread?" ”

"It's hard to say." Ling Luo's eyes moved slightly, and then said: "Under normal circumstances, it will be two or three years, and the longest will not exceed five years, according to his extremely heavy worries, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive two or three years." ”

Lan Tiantian had never taken the initiative to hurt people, and at this time, her mood was also a little complicated, and she said softly: "It's okay like this." ”

Ling Luo didn't quite understand what she meant by her sentence for a while, but he said with some smugness in his heart: "I didn't like Ning Qianmo earlier, his thief-like mind, I hate it when I look at it, but I haven't had a chance to repair him before, and now that he has taken the initiative to send it to the door, how can I be polite to him?" ”