Above the main hall, a group of pharmacists were already in place. In the greeting between Lin Mo and Wuxiang, he looked at the other pharmacists, their previous sadness had long since disappeared, and it seemed that last night's letter did play a big role...

"After a night of thinking, I don't know how you are thinking!?" asked Situ Mingbo, looking at everyone.

"No problem!"

"With my strength, what am I afraid of!?"

The pharmacists said disdainfully, but their eyes looked at Lin Mo from time to time.

"Yo! it seems that they are all coming at me!?" Lin Mo caught a glimpse of everyone's gazes, and then teased with Zhuqing in the gourd.

"That's natural, that letter specifically avoided you and Wuxiang, and naturally came at you. Zhu Qing continued with some confusion: "However, why do you want to avoid that Wuxiang!?"

"I guess Wuxiang disdains to use this method, after all, he is a man who wants to compete with me. Lin Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, and then Lin Mo had an idea and continued: "Xiao Qingqing, help me make a new magic weapon!"

"What kind of magic weapon!?" Zhu Qing said with some confusion when he heard this.

"A magic weapon that can be discovered without being discovered, and you can see other people's secrets!" Lin Mo thought about it and smiled.

"Well, then I'll have to hurry, at least before you get beheaded!"

After that, Zhu Qing disappeared completely, cutting off the dialogue with Lin Mo who relied on his soul power...

"Since there is no objection from everyone, it will be implemented in accordance with the previous agreement from now on. Wei Ji looked at Lin Mo with a cold smile and continued, "Please come with me to the Meditation Pavilion to treat you." ”

Since the king's boss Tu Yu was seriously ill, Wei Ji took advantage of his position as the head of the palace and never let anyone approach the king; even the prince Situ Mingbo wanted to ask to see him several times, but Wei Ji always turned Situ Mingbo away on the grounds that the source of the disease was unknown and worried about infection. Now, on the pretext of treating you, Situ Mingbo is also the first time to have the opportunity to see his seriously ill father...

Wei Ji led everyone through the guards in front of the door and went straight to the pavilion.

The pavilion is richly decorated, but the bad deeds are mottled, and it is obvious that it has not been cleaned for a long time. A breeze blew into the pavilion through the open windows, and a few hanging strands of yarn swayed in the wind, which was extremely strange. The air was filled with tiny particles visible to the naked eye, the tables and chairs on the floor were covered in dust, like an empty haunted house, and only the cold scorching scraps of rats in that corner proved that there were people delivering food here at least every day.

Everyone slowly approached the sickbed, and the light curtain in front of the sickbed slowly drifted. Situ Mingbo was the first to step forward and pull open the light curtain, but saw a shriveled man lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and his body was covered with dense spots, among which there were some insects and ants. There was an unusually pungent stench wafting around him, and if it weren't for the hard exhalation that rose and fell on the man's chest, anyone who saw it would have thought that he would have died a long time ago.

"Oh my God, this man is dead, right!?"

"This is the king of the Feiyun Kingdom!?"

"It's too miserable. ”

Everyone present hid their faces and sighed when they saw this...

"Wei Ji!" Situ Mingbo couldn't help shedding a few tears when he saw Situ Yu in front of him, and scolded Wei Ji loudly and asked: "This is what you said about taking care of your father!?

"Your Highness is angry, Your Highness is angry!" Wei Ji respectfully bowed to Situ Mingbo, and continued with a look of grievance: "It's not that Weichen intends to do this, it's really that the king's condition is too strange, and no one in this palace wants to get close to this place! ”

"You still know that he is the king!?No one wants to get close to this place!?I have wanted to come here countless times, but your people have blocked your door, and now you tell me that no one wants to be close to this place!?" Situ Mingbo dragged Wei Ji's shirt with both hands, pointed to the scraps that were being eaten by rats on the side, and continued to cry coldly: "This is what you said about three meals a day!?Maintain vital signs!?How can his tired and weak body eat!?Since no one comes, then I can come!"

"Your Highness is angry, angry. Seeing this, Wei Ji hurriedly knelt on the ground, pretending to be frightened and continued: "You are the body of all saints, if anything happens to the king, you will have to shoulder the future of the Feiyun Kingdom, how dare Weichen put you in danger!?"

"Wei Ji... Situ Mingbo cried and used his weak fist to repeatedly hit Wei Ji's body and roared in tears.

Seeing this, Lin Mo hurriedly stepped forward to pull Situ Mingbo away, then hugged him in his arms, leaned on his ear and whispered comfortingly: "Calm down, don't forget that you are the prince of this Feiyun Country, so many people are here." ”

Lin Mo comforted Situ Mingbo while wiping his tears with his sleeve and continued: "Trust me, I will heal him!"

"Lin Mo... Situ Mingbo heard this, and looked at Lin Modao with a grateful face.

"Alright, alright. Seeing this, Wei Ji looked at everyone and continued: "Now you should hurry up and treat your superiors, and I will bring someone to collect your prescriptions at the end of the night." ”

When everyone heard this, they bowed to Wei Ji respectfully and agreed, and Lin Mo secretly said in his heart when he saw this: "Sure enough, these people have become Wei Ji's minions, it seems that this morning's secret meeting has played a big role." But fortunately, I was prepared, and I hope that Xiao Qingqing can come back before the end of the day. ”

Thinking of this, Lin Mo subconsciously looked at the Mobao gourd on his waist, with a look of anticipation...

Taking advantage of Wei Ji's speech, Situ Mingbo was already lying next to Situ Yu's sickbed, and called Situ Yu's name softly with a worried face.

After saying that, Wei Ji looked at Situ Mingbo, who was kneeling in front of the sickbed with tears on his face, and cautiously continued: "Your Highness, let's go!?"

Situ Mingbo turned his head with a disdainful look on his face, and his tears were still staring at Situ Yu on the bed and he was reluctant to leave.

Seeing this, Lin Mo glanced at Wu Se, Wu Se understood, and then stepped forward and leaned on Situ Mingbo's ear and whispered: "Amitabha, Your Highness should leave first now, we will only delay the time to treat the king here, we have to believe in Lin Mo." ”

Situ Mingbo turned around and looked at Lin Mo behind him when he heard this, and Lin Mo nodded with a smile, signaling Situ Mingbo to rest assured.

Then Wei Ji took Situ Mingbo and Wuse and the others to leave the Jingxin Pavilion, leaving only 11 pharmacists, including Lin Mo, to treat Situ Yu.

"Come on, Lin Mo, now let me have a good look at your strength. Seeing the idle people leaving, Wuxiang shook his wrist and looked at Lin Modao with an evil face.

The other pharmacists also smiled wickedly when they heard this, and looked at Lin Mo tightly, as if they were not in the mood to treat Jun's boss Tu Yu at all.

Lin Mo looked at everyone, then scratched his head and smiled: "Then I'm welcome, be careful of your heads!"