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As soon as he walked out of the gate of the bath, the bloody Mo Heng immediately caused turmoil in the National Teacher's Mansion.

Fusang's expression was awe-inspiring, and his face was shocked, but he notified the imperial doctor in the palace as soon as possible.

When carrying the medicine box, the old doctor who was extremely excited trembled his legs and stepped into the door of the National Teacher's Mansion, and before he had time to take a closer look at the demeanor of the National Teacher's Mansion, he was dragged by Fusang to Mo Heng's bedroom.

Seeing the god in their hearts again, with such a deep blood on their faces, their hearts couldn't stop trembling, "Country, National Teacher, you, your ...... What's going on? ”

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and heal the Lord."

Fusang was anxious, and his heart was full of worry. If it weren't for Xing's absence, he wouldn't have let outsiders enter the National Teacher's Mansion, let alone get close to his own master.

The old doctor was suddenly yelled at by Fusang, and he came back to his senses at once, and walked forward with a strong calm face, but under Mo Heng's sharp eyes, he seemed to be frozen and didn't dare to move.

Seeing this, Fusang knew that his master did not like to be close to outsiders, so he bent down slightly and said respectfully:

"Lord, you, now please let the imperial doctor in the palace rectify it."

Yan Nuo, who was standing aside and felt guilty inexplicably, also lowered his voice and said:

"Yes, don't grind, doctor, will there be a scar?"

The old imperial doctor stood far away, and was named, and then his eyes fell on the woman beside Mo Heng, and the shock in his heart was obviously incredible, there would be a woman in the National Teacher's Mansion!

But this shock also flashed in the bottom of my heart, and the people who can be in the National Teacher's Mansion must be extraordinary, and hurriedly bowed and replied:

"The National Teacher hurts his face, and his most sensitive and fragile part is that this wound is ...... It's hard to say, it's hard to say. ”

"Then hurry up and get the medicine!"

Yan Nuo's heart was bored, and the ghost made a god roar, and as soon as the words fell, he lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Heng's eyes that seemed to be smiling, and he immediately became angry, "Laugh at a fart, and ......laugh when you are injured."

Before Yan Nuo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Heng:

"I want you to give me the bag."

Yan Nuo frowned slightly, "I won't." "The rejection was neat.

"I want you to give me the bag."

Mo Heng is still persevering.

Fusang and the old imperial doctor present glanced at each other, helpless in their hearts, but they didn't have a point, is this really the sacrosanct and inviolable national teacher?

The old imperial doctor's head was buried in his chest, this is ...... Flirting?

In the end, Yan Nuo compromised.

"Don't blame me for the scar when the time comes."

Squatting down with some breathlessness, Yan Nuo used a moist faceker to wipe away the blood that seeped out of Mo Heng's face again.

"Would you care?"

Mo Heng hung his head slightly, looked at Yan Nuo, who had narrowed the distance, and asked softly in a low voice.

Yan Nuo's hand paused slightly, shouldn't she ask him this kind of thing?

Would you care?

"That's a lot of nonsense, doctor, what's next?"

Yan Nuo muttered with a straight face, then turned his head and shouted at the old imperial doctor.

The old doctor raised his head suddenly, took two steps forward, and said humbly: "Let me take a look at the depth of the National Teacher's wound first, and then I can decide." ”

"Not yet."

Yan Nuo frowned, and suddenly secretly annoyed, it was obvious that he was injured, and the person concerned was like a nobody, and he was in a hurry, and he was really worried about eating radishes.

The corners of Mo Heng's mouth were filled with an evil smile, "He said, you do." ”

Naturally, these words were said to Yan Nuo and the old imperial doctor.

No longer rubbing, the old imperial doctor stepped forward to carefully inspect the wound, and the already frowning brows wrinkled deeply again, "The wound is a little deep, use external medicine, I am afraid that it will be difficult to heal......"

The old imperial doctor didn't finish speaking, and Fusang, who had always been calm, was also anxious, "Then what are you talking about all this nonsense?" Hurry up and use the medicine that works! ”

"This, this ......"

The old imperial doctor wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and was suddenly shocked and incoherent.

Yan Nuo tilted his head slightly, put the handkerchief in his hand into the basin on the side, and said:

"Then stitch it up."

As he spoke, he turned his head and stared at Mo Heng, who had an indifferent face, and actually put such a heavy hand on his face, "Idiot, you!" ”