The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Linglong turned around and walked quickly to the bed. She closed her eyes and faced the bed. She circulated the Qi in her palms, thinking back to the deepest part of the man's internal organs that were poisoned. The Qi in her palms slowly moved towards his lungs along his meridians.

His thin lips parted slightly: "Lord Wen."

Wen Ying, who came in carrying the four treasures of the study, heard Linglong's call, and quickly walked into the inner room and stood not far from Linglong.

In a respectful tone, he asked, "What do you want, doctor?"

Linglong's movements did not change at all, and she asked, "Do you want your husband to live?"

Wen Ying almost smashed the tray in his hand after hearing these casual words.

It was Chen Bei, who was watching nearby, who reached out and took the fire, thus preventing Wen Ying from losing her composure.

Wen Ying nodded to Chen Bei to express her gratitude, then looked at the young man who was calmly treating her husband, and suddenly calmed down and asked.

"What does the miracle doctor mean by this?"

Linglong sent out her true energy, poof...

As the person on the bed spat out a mouthful of black blood, Linglong's cold voice rang out: "Mingsha, hold him up."

"Yes, son."

Linglong tilted her head and opened her eyes, looking at Wen Ying who was looking at the person on the couch with concern and nervousness: "I don't want the person I saved to be killed again." She retracted her gaze and closed her eyes.

"Master Wen, I told you to write."

Wen Ying, who was worried and frightened by Linglong's words, calmed down and responded respectfully, "Okay, miracle doctor."

When everything was ready, Wen Ying took a deep breath, turned around and was about to ask the doctor when the other party spoke.

"Twenty grams of purple licorice, ten grams of white peony root, thirty grams of red vine, one thirty-year-old ginseng, thirty grams of astragalus, and five grams of rhinoceros horn. I have the rest here."

Before Wen Ying could say anything, all the poison in the man's body was dispersed and he spat out blood again.

"Cough cough..."

Two slight coughs were heard.

Linglong took out a pill from her sleeve and threw it to Chen Bei accurately: "Give it to him."

Chen Bei took the medicine bottle and replied respectfully, "Yes, sir."

Wen Ying, upon hearing the noise, put down her brush and quickly walked to the bed.

Linglong withdrew her hand, moved aside to make room for Wen Ying, walked to the small table where Wen Ying was writing, and reached out to pick up the prescription.

Looking at the elegant handwriting on the rice paper, he said calmly: "Master Wen, the master has woken up, but if you want him to be completely fine, you still need this simple prescription to prevent any accidents."

Wen Ying, who was wiping the blood from the corner of her husband's lips, heard this, lowered her eyes and looked at her weak husband in her arms. She made up her mind that she would never let her husband suffer such a suffering again.

After thinking about it, he said, "Wen Liu."

A gentle voice sounded, the air floated, and a dark shadow appeared in the room.

Looking at the man in black kneeling in front of the couch, Wen Ying said softly: "The prescription in the hands of the miracle doctor is in your hands."

The woman's hoarse voice, which had not spoken for a long time, rang out: "Yes, Master."

The man in black responded, stood up and walked silently to Linglong, bowed his head and said, "Divine doctor, just give me the prescription."

Linglong raised her hand and handed the prescription to the person in front of her in a very casual manner.

The woman in black took the prescription with both hands and disappeared into the room.

Linglong and Chen Bei were not surprised by the appearance of the man in black. As soon as she stepped into the county government office, she noticed that there were secret guards guarding in the dark.

Linglong came to the window, sat sideways on the carved couch, rested her arms on the carved chair, and rubbed the ring on her knuckles with her eyes closed.

"My dear wife, am I going to die?"

The weak male voice stood out particularly in the suddenly silent room.

Wen Ying heard the weak voice of the person in her arms, pulled the bloody quilt under her, and asked in surprise: "Yuanyuan, you finally woke up."

When he saw the half-open beautiful lifeless eyes of the person in his arms, he said with heartache: "What nonsense are you talking about? My Yuanyuan will not die. The miracle doctor has cured your illness."

Chen Yuanyuan half-closed her eyes and spoke in a hollow voice: "My wife is talking nonsense. Over the years, my wife has hired so many traveling doctors, physicians, and medical practitioners for me, but none of them could cure my illness. How could it be possible that it could be cured now?"

Not only did his wife lie to him, but even his body was lying to him. Normally, he would feel chest tightness after speaking three sentences. Now, after a moment of clarity of thought, he felt much more comfortable.

Seeing the look on the person in his arms, Wen Ying roughly knew what he was thinking and sighed, "Yuanyuan, you haven't recovered yet, don't talk anymore, just lean on me and have a good rest for a while."

At this time, Linglong stopped what she was doing, opened her eyes and looked at Chen Bei who was hiding in the corner. The latter bowed to Linglong and left the room.

As soon as Chen Bei left, Linglong got up and walked to the bed.

Chen Yuanyuan in Wen Ying's arms also saw Linglong. She was shocked by her aura at first, and then her attention was attracted by half of Linglong's face and mask.

What a handsome young man, it’s a pity that half of his face is covered.

"Master, please extend your hand."

The cold and distant voice brought Chen Yuanyuan back to her senses.

Wen Ying moved quickly and had taken her husband's left hand out before Linglong finished speaking.

Linglong took out a clean white handkerchief, unfolded it, and placed it on Chen Yuanyuan's wrist. Then she sat on the carved chair that Wen Ying had brought in advance, lowered her eyes, and placed three fingers on his wrist.

During this period, Wen Ying, whose eyes were on her husband, saw that her husband was staring at the doctor, so she couldn't help but look up and glance at his face.

This one glance almost made her heart, liver, spleen and lungs tremble, this half face was so similar.

It was a pity that the left side of the other person's nose was covered by a mask, otherwise she would have dared to confirm the identity of the person in front of her.

Linglong did not raise her eyes, and spoke calmly: "Sir, is it rude to look at me like this?"

Hearing this distant and cold voice, Wen Ying came back to her senses, quickly lowered her eyes, and said apologetically: "I am sorry for being rude, please forgive me, doctor."

Wen Ying feels very guilty now. It is a small matter for a woman to be frivolous, but if a man is stared at for too long by a woman, even if she covers her face, it is considered a violation of male ethics and may even result in death.

Seeing his wife's look, Chen Yuanyuan was not angry.

Because he knew what kind of person his wife was. If she wanted to take a concubine, she would have done so long ago. Why would she wait until now? Moreover, the wife's eyes showed no desire for the young man in front of her, only shock.

Linglong did not respond to Wenying's apology.

He took back his hand, picked up the handkerchief and said calmly: "After the medicinal bath, the remaining poison in the mansion master's body will be completely eliminated, but..."

Linglong raised her eyes to look at Wen Ying, her tone extremely cold: "If the Lord is poisoned once by a severe or chronic poison, no matter who comes, there is no way to save him."

Yin Luo stood up and returned to the window again, his eyes falling on the yard.

boom……

puff……

The sound of flesh hitting the ground was heard, and a poisonous smell mixed with blood spread.

The exquisite red lips opened slightly: "Mingsha, remove your chin."