The strong smell of medicine was pervasive, but it couldn't hide the smell of Gu worms.

Su Ruotang's eyes were smeared with coldness.

The river god married a relative, and it was really related to Cheng Zhou.

When the house doctor saw the housekeeper, he was so anxious that his brows furrowed tightly, "Is there still a hundred-year-old blood ginseng?" ”

Without waiting for the housekeeper to speak, Su Ruotang's clear voice sounded, "His breathing is low and his internal organs are weak, and he can temporarily hang his life for one night under strong supplements." ”

"Six hours have passed, and there is no doubt that you will die."

The house doctor snorted coldly: "Where did the yellow-haired girl come from, I don't know how to pretend to understand." ”

He looked at the butler eagerly: "Hurry up and find ginseng, otherwise it will be too late." ”

The housekeeper looked at Su Ruotang hesitantly.

"Hurry up! Do you really believe in a yellow-haired girl? ”

The butler no longer hesitated and turned around.

As soon as he stepped out of one foot, Su Ruotang's voice came, "If you want him to die, just go." ”

The light and indifferent voice is not as eager and angry as the house doctor.

But let the butler step out of the foot, and retracted it.

He turned around silently: "Girl, can you really save your son?" ”

Su Ruotang was silent, turned around and entered the inner room.

On the bed, a man was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The facial features are handsome, and the face is pale.

Only the lip flap, which is extremely red.

From time to time, he let out a low cough, and wisps of blood slid down the corners of his lips.

"It's all because you delayed time, and Childe vomited blood again!" The house doctor chased him in, and when he saw Cheng Qingshu vomiting blood, he immediately yelled at Su Ruotang.

This woman who came out of nowhere really killed them!

The butler also had panic in his eyes, and ran out with his legs.

"Shut up!" Su Ruotang glanced at the doctor coldly, and walked to the bed with the hem of his clothes.

She took out the silver needle.

"What ...... you do"?

The rest of the house doctor's words were swallowed in Su Ruotang's indifferent gaze.

Where did the woman come from?

The eyes are so terrifying!

Su Ruotang pinched Mo Yingyan's wrist with one hand, quickly pinched the silver needle with the other, and pierced Cheng Qingshu's big acupoint through the clothes.

"Hey, how can you stick a needle like this?" The house doctor didn't blink when he saw her, and he put a needle through her clothes, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Talk any more and get out!" Su Ruotang's voice was cold.

The house doctor stopped for a moment, looking confused.

After a few moments, he flicked his sleeves and ran out the door.

He's going to the city lord.

How can there be such a casual needle pricking someone!

The house doctor left, and a room of maids and maids didn't dare to say a word to Su Ruotang's cold face.

Whatever Su Ruotang asked them to do, they did obediently.

In the hospital.

The house doctor ran to Cheng Zhou at a speed that did not suit his age, panting, "My lord, that woman is just nonsense!" ”

"Piercing Childe through her clothes, she wants Childe to die faster!"

When the end fell, he unconsciously swallowed his saliva at Shangmo Yingyan's cold and indifferent gaze.

Cheng Zhou looked at him lightly: "Can a hundred years of blood ginseng save the son?" ”

The house doctor's lips twitched, and he lowered his head, "Childe's five internal organs are in great decline, even if you use a hundred years of blood ginseng, you can only temporarily hang Childe's life......"

Cheng Zhou interrupted him lightly: "How long is it temporary?" ”

The doctor's scalp was numb, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Mo Yingyan sneered: "Idiot." ”

The doctor tilted his head and opened his mouth.

Facing Mo Yingyan's indifferent ink eyes again, he suddenly died down.

Mother!

Which Buddha is this?

Why are the eyes so terrifying?

Just one glance sent chills down his heart.

Cheng Zhou's brows furrowed slightly: "Mrs. Ling can really save Shu'er?" ”

Mo Yingyan's fingertips casually played with the little jade cat, her thin lips opened lightly, and she spit out three words, "I don't know." ”

Cheng Zhou's eyes narrowed, and a chill filled his body, "If Shu'er has an accident, you can accompany him too." ”

Mo Yingyan raised the tail of his eyes, and a faint coercion poured down with his words, "City Lord Cheng, you can control the life and death of the people in your mansion, because their deed of sale is in your hands. ”

"But the life of this son is not something you can control."

The chill in Cheng Zhou's eyes was even heavier: "Who are you?" ”

Mo Yingyan's tone was neither salty nor light: "Instead of caring about who I am, City Lord Cheng should care about ......"

He paused, and spat out two words with a smile, "River God." ”

Cheng Zhou's pupils shrank suddenly, and a cold killing intent appeared in his eyes, "I don't understand what Gongzi is saying." ”

Mo Yingyan hooked the corners of his lips, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "The earth dragon that turned over outside the city must be a blind dragon, and it didn't crush Cheng City Lord to death." ”

The palace doctor and the people around him listened to Mo Yingyan's words, and their scalps were numb.

It is widely rumored among the people that the river god is a human pretend.

Hearing such a secret at this time, can they still live?

Cheng Zhou's fingers curled up slightly, and the black Gu worm crawled out along his arm.

At this time, Cheng Qingshu's personal servant ran out of the house crying and laughing, "My lord, my son is awake!" Childe is awake! ”

"Shu'er woke up?" Cheng Zhou's eyes were stained with disbelief.

The house doctor looked incredulous: "Childe's death has appeared, even if it is a Daluo Immortal, he can't save ......" Childe.

Before he could finish speaking, he covered his mouth sharply.

Finished!

How did he tell the truth.

Although he can't save his son, he will die sooner or later.

But he wanted to eat well before he died, and be a full ghost.

Sure enough, a gaze as cold as frost fell on him.

If it weren't for his advanced age and poor legs, the doctor would definitely jump up in fright by this sight.

Cheng Zhou stared at the house doctor with cold eyes, and his calm tone made the house doctor shudder, "If Shu'er is dead, you don't want to live." ”

When the voice fell, he condensed Mo Yingyan in a blink of an eye, "If your wife can save Shu'er, I'll tell you a secret." ”