"No...... Don't...... Elder Wenren spared his life...... Elder Wenren, spare my life......"

The noble lady wailed instantly, her face turned pale, and she was still frightened and lost her soul.

The aristocracy is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, this noble lady can show off her power in front of outsiders, but in front of Dong Zhuo and Wenren Jinghao, she is no different from ordinary people.

She was powerless to resist, and the people who traveled with her also kept their mouths shut, not daring to care about her life or death.

"Do as Elder Wenren wants!" Dong Zhuo ordered coldly.

Two men in gorgeous robes dragged the woman out like a dead dog.

Wen Ren Jinghao's face did not change.

He can speak for those who spread rumors because he has mercy in his heart.

But he won't pity that noblewoman, because with kindness alone, he can't be the elder of the Northern Desolation Temple!

"Get out there and keep your mouths open, don't get in the way of the silence here!"

Dong Zhuo glanced impatiently at the group of unlucky ghosts and shouted.

"Yes yes yes ......"

How dare those guys talk nonsense?

Gu Chongwen didn't leave, standing in place, looking at Chen Xiaobei with blank eyes. Obviously, this old man wanted to take advantage of Chen Xiaobei's relationship to make a familiar face in front of Dong Zhuo and Wenren Jinghao.

Chen Xiaobei turned his gaze away, with an expression of I don't know you.

Gu Chongwen felt pain for a while, but he had nothing to say.

After all, it was he Gu Chongwen who pretended not to know Chen Xiaobei first, and Chen Xiaobei helped him speak without a hundred slaps, which was enough to be righteous.

Thinking of this, Gu Chongwen could only leave in frustration.

Missing the opportunity to be familiar with the elders of the City Lord Temple, this old man's intestines are about to turn green. If he knew this, he wouldn't pretend not to know Chen Xiaobei if he was killed.

It seems that he will have to get closer to Chen Xiaobei in the future, Gu Chongwen made up his mind as he walked.

......

"Qing'er, what's wrong? Wet?" Dong Zhuo asked with a concerned expression.

"Hello city lord, I'm fine, I'll go and bring a basin of hot water again!" Wen Ren Qing'er didn't care about explaining, this trouble just now delayed a lot of time, and the eldest lady was still suffering in the box.

"Serve hot water, can you just let Zi Linxuan's subordinates serve it?" Dong Zhuo was a little puzzled.

"Because of those rumors just now, Zi Linxuan's people didn't listen to me at all, and they didn't have time to explain, so I'll go!" Qing'er hurriedly picked up the iron basin and was about to leave.

"Don't go, let me try, I'm serious!"

At this time, Chen Xiaobei stood up again and said in a deep voice: "Hearing Miss Ren's illness, it's useless to use hot water just now!"

"What do you want to try?" Dong Zhuo asked.

Qing'er was also puzzled.

Wenren Jinghao said: "This young man said that he is a Chinese medicine practitioner who can help treat Mu Yue's condition. ”

"Chinese medicine, how is this possible?"

Dong Zhuo and Wen Ren Qing'er showed expressions of disbelief at the same time.

In the Northern Wilderness Star Domain, Chinese medicine is one of the most high-end professions, which famous doctor is not an old gentleman with white hair and beard?

This kid doesn't even have a beard, even if he understands Chinese medicine, I'm afraid he only knows a scratch of the surface.

The point is that even the great Chinese medicine doctors enshrined in the temple can't cure Muyue's illness, and the other famous doctors in the Northern Wilderness Star Domain are even more helpless.

How can a small young man be cured?

"I know, you don't believe me, then let me talk about Miss Wenren's condition, I don't need to diagnose the pulse, I can say it directly!"

Chen Xiaobei looked into the box.

"Young man, you should also make a draft if you brag? If you don't diagnose the pulse, how can you cure the disease? The most powerful Chinese medicine doctor in this city must diagnose the pulse! You can't help but pretend to be too big!"

Dong Zhuo pursed his lips and said dissatisfied.

"yes...... Don't waste time, I'll go and bring hot water!" Qing'er also thought that Chen Xiaobei was bragging.

Chen Xiaobei remained silent and looked at the box quietly.

I saw that Wen Ren Mu Yue was sitting on a chair, with herself as the center of the circle, and within a meter of the surrounding area, there was a layer of frost, which looked very similar to Xiaobai's Heavenly Frost Field.

And her complexion was very haggard, her lips were white, her brows were furrowed, and she was obviously desperately enduring the pain.

"Judging from Miss Wenren's complexion, her condition is caused by the presence of a foreign body in her body, perhaps a poison, or something else......"

Chen Xiaobei said lightly,

As soon as these words came out, Jinghao and Dong Zhuo were instantly stunned. Wenren Qing'er's footsteps were also stagnant, and he stopped directly.

From their reactions, it is not difficult to see that Chen Xiaobei's initial diagnosis is completely correct.

In addition, the hot water could only suppress the cold emanating from her body, but it could not relieve the pain she was suffering. ”

Chen Xiaobei continued: "In other words, even if hot water is called, it can only trap the cold in her body, and she still has to endure a period of pain before she can gradually recover, I don't know if I'm right?"

"Yes, that's right!"

Hearing this, Qing'er was shocked, threw away the iron basin directly, ran over and grabbed Chen Xiaobei's hand, and begged: "You can help the little sister take a look! Qing'er beg! Please......"

"Young man, your diagnosis is correct, but what are you going to do? Can you really cure Mu Yue?" Wen Ren Jinghao was much more stable than Qing'er, and asked in a deep voice.

"I'm not sure of a cure for the time being, because I still need to confirm what exactly caused the cold!"

Chen Xiaobei said: "However, I have a set of Nine Dragon Acupuncture Method, which can suppress the cold while keeping Miss Wen from suffering!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Elder Wenren, let him try it!" Dong Zhuo listened to what Chen Xiaobei said was reasonable, and he already believed it in his heart.

"Okay, young man, then I'll trouble you!" said Wenren Jinghao.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Chen Xiaobei nodded and walked into the box.

When he went to Wenren Muyue, Chen Xiaobei flipped his wrist, took out the needle bag, and said softly: "Don't be afraid that it won't hurt soon." ”

Chen Xiaobei did not practice acupuncture for a long time, but the technique was not rusty.

The ten fingers of both hands were like a little water, and they quickly lifted and dropped the needles, injecting subtle true qi into the dozens of key points where they heard the people and the moon.

At the same time, Wen Ren Jinghao, Wen Ren Qing'er, and Dong Zhuo all stood behind Chen Xiaobei, looking at Chen Xiaobei's dazzling needlework, and their hearts were suddenly amazed.

It's really impossible for people to look like, and the sea is incomprehensible!

......

Almost ten minutes passed, and Chen Xiaobei began to slowly collect the needle.

At this time, the little face that smelled Mu Yue's pale face had already recovered the blood color of ordinary people.

"Miss, are you better?" Qing'er was the most excited, and couldn't wait for a second to ask.

Wenren Jinghao and Dong Zhuo both pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the answer.

"I'm fine!"

Wen Ren Mu Yue said softly: "There is no pain at all, and the cold is completely subdued, and I feel better than ever!"

As soon as these words came out, the three people next to them immediately looked at Chen Xiaobei with a look at the gods.

(End of chapter)