Xia Zibing opened her eyes and looked at Ye Ming, then at Mo Ran, "Go get me a knife!"
"Why should I go and get it?" Mo Ran was very dissatisfied with being treated like a servant by Xia Zibing.
"Slave, go and get it now!" The little slave on the side immediately understood and left in response.
Xia Zibing was helpless. She originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to summon Mo Ran, but in the end she didn't succeed. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
The waiter quickly took the knife, and Xia Zibing skillfully placed the knife in alcohol, cleaned it, and then dried it. The sharp knife passed through Ye Ming's finger, and blood quickly flowed out. Xia Zibing immediately caught it with a bowl. Ye Ming did not
With an expression on his face, he knew that it was not enough for doctors to just check his pulse. His master and senior brother had given him blood many times, and he was already used to it. Now that he decided to try again, he would not stop any of Xia Zibing's actions.
Of course, Mo Ran also watched quietly. He wanted to know what difference Xia Zibing could analyze.
But what makes Xia Zibing strange is that usually poisoned blood is black. But the blood released from Ye Ming's hand was bright red, which looked normal.
"Don't tell me you're hopeless!" Looking at Xia Zibing's stunned look, Mo Ran looked at Xia Zibing provocatively. At first, he was also curious as to why his pulse clearly showed signs of poisoning, but his blood didn't show it at all.
Xia Zibing sighed lightly and looked at Mo Ran, "You should have a silver needle in your hand, right?" A doctor should be there.
"have!"
Mo Ran was stunned and replied calmly.
"Give it to me!" Xia Zibing's tone was unquestionable.
Mo Ran didn't think much, so he lent her a small needle bag that he carried with him. Xia Zibing didn't say anything, just took one and put it in the blood. In less than a second, when she took it up again, it was already black.
And even the silver needles seemed to be corroded. Xia Zibing was extremely ashamed. With such a strong poison, she really admired Ye Ming for being able to survive until now.
"Your needle seems to be unusable!" Xia Zibing looked at Mo Ran awkwardly, "Ye Ming, you are really powerful!" She really didn't know what kind of power Ye Ming had in his body to resist this poison.
"I'm used to it!" he said calmly.
"What's going on? Is there a solution?" Mo Ran was most concerned about this.
In fact, if Xia Zibing can detoxify him, it won't matter if Ye Ming kowtows and calls his master. He is willing to call her grandma. Thinking about being alone, only Ye Ming can tolerate his personality, what a precious brother.
"I can't give you the answer yet!" Xia Zibing looked at the sky and it was almost dark. She found that her time had become very short since having a child. Of course, she knew that was because she stayed in bed until noon every day.
After that, almost half a day passed after dinner. We played for a while and then had dinner again in the evening.
Forehead……
One day is gone
"Zi Bing, don't force yourself." Ye Ming said lightly while adjusting his sleeves. It seemed that he never had high hopes.
"Ye Ming, it's not impossible." Xia Zibing sounded a little impatient, but after thinking for a moment, her words changed, "Give me some time and I will give you an answer."
"Yes!" In her clear phoenix eyes, she seemed to see hope, "I believe you!"
Mo Ran didn't say anything. Looking at Xia Zibing like this, she seemed to have some confidence in her heart. Naturally, she couldn't be sarcastic anymore.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep now. I'm so sleepy!" After saying that, he turned around and left.
Mo Ran looked at Xia Zibing and yawned continuously. What should this woman say? It seems that she has been active for less than three hours. She fell asleep again?
"Ming, why do you have a pig at home?" Mo Ran looked at Xia Zibing unconvinced.
"Senior brother, you are too venomous." Ye Ming turned his head and looked at Mo Ran, "She is pregnant, so naturally she gets tired easily."
Mo Ran was startled, and couldn't help but knock Ye Ming on the head, "I've never seen you take such care to anyone? Are you afraid that your senior brother will make me jealous?"
"Are you jealous of a woman?" Ye Ming rolled his eyes at him, "I remember that senior brother is very generous, isn't he?"
Mo Ran felt like she couldn't defeat him, so she stood up and glanced at Ye Ming, "Okay, I'm going to sleep too." After saying that, he turned and walked out the door, "Oh, by the way. Ming, make room for me.
I want to stay at your house for two days."
After saying that, he disappeared into the dark night. Ye Ming shook his head, knowing that he must be heading towards his bedroom. It is really sad to think about it. He is a master who often sleeps in the study, but his own bedroom is always given to others.
.I’m afraid he is the only one who is so tragic.
The night fell, and seeing no one in the room, Ye Ming took a breath.
"Xuan, how are things going?" His voice was still gentle, but it contained an irresistible command.
After saying that, a man in black clothes came down from the door. Then he entered the house and bowed respectfully with clasped fists.
"Sir, my subordinates chased the man for more than thirty miles. We were about to catch the man in a forest. Suddenly a group of men in black appeared, all of them with superb martial arts skills. The subordinates were unable to defeat four with one punch, and returned empty-handed. Please.
I will punish you." At the same time, he knelt down to plead guilty.
Ye Ming showed no anger at all and looked at Xuan on the ground, "You are doing the right thing! Get up. Why risk your life if you can't defeat him? If you die, where can I train a capable hidden guard?"
"Thank you, Master, for not punishing me!" Xuan stood up in response. Ye Ming was cautious in doing things and never punished him randomly. Xuan has always been very touched by this. He is also very dedicated in his work.
"But then again, who on the island is so powerful and has so many masters?"
He never likes to compare his wealth with others, but it is true that Yi Xuan's ability is more than enough to deal with twenty or thirty people with good martial arts skills. There is no doubt that the other party is indeed a rare master.
"I don't know!" Xuan reported carefully, "It's just that when I tore off a person's veil, I found a pattern on his face."
"Huh?" Ye Ming was slightly confused.
"It looks like a snowflake!" Xuan thought for a while and handed the picture he drew to Ye Ming.
It was a hexagonal snowflake with an exquisite pattern that Xuan's painting skills were not able to describe. Ye Ming only glanced at it with his deep black eyes, then calmly turned away. Looking out the window, his eyes were stained with frost.
.
"You go down first!" His voice was as gentle as possible, without any impurities.
"Master, do you want to continue to investigate the matter?" Xuan asked in response.
Ye Ming remained in a stalemate for a while, then looked at Xuan with a faint look in his red phoenix eyes, and said in a low voice, "No need!"
"Yes!" Xuan responded and stepped back, instantly disappearing into the dark night.
The cold wind passed slightly, and I looked at the falling leaves. There was a hint of sadness in Ye Ming's eyes, and his spotless white clothes danced messily with it. It was rare to see Ye Ming so serious and solemn.
"Mother, do you still know that Ming'er exists?" Ye Ming's heart sank, and his words were filled with hatred, but there seemed to be a hint of sadness. He closed his eyes slightly and held the sleeves in his hands tightly.
, "That's your room, why did you send someone to sneak it back?"
The cold wind blew, and he sneered. Seeing a maple leaf falling quietly on the ground, he said nothing. He walked out quietly and walked into another room. The candlelight flickered, and suddenly, the light was lost. There was no more light in the room.
movement.
In another room, Xia Zibing was sitting on the window of the room, looking at the moonlight as cold as white jade. In fact, she was not sleepy at all. Many things were already swirling in her mind. How could she sleep in a different place?
Feel at ease.
She always felt that the piece of blood jade had a story and was priceless. Why did Ye Ming not react at all? It could be seen that his mother seemed to have been gone for many years, but Ye Ming had never entered his room and was never alive.
Someone had tidied up her room. Is there any enmity between the two of them? Why was Ye Ming never indifferent to her mother?
Looking at the jade pendant that the man in black just dropped in his hand, the front was embroidered with pear blossoms, and the back was a very delicately carved black eagle. It was lifelike. Thinking of the black eagle, I felt that its aura was very similar to that of the island owner.
The island owner went crazy and looked like a black hawk. Could it be that this jade belonged to him? But why would he need to wear night clothes when he came in? He just strode in and Ye Ming had to greet him personally.
Just tell me where you want to go, just tell me what you want. Why is it necessary for everyone to come in and commit thieves?
If not him, who could it be? Xia Zibing suddenly felt that there seemed to be some big secret on this island that she didn't know about! What kind of inside story was there? Would it be of any benefit to her if it were revealed? Thinking of this,
Xia Zibing was extremely confused.
She took out a piece of jade that was only half left in her arms and sighed to herself. It was just a piece of jade, crisp and fragile. She would never allow their relationship to be broken like this piece of jade. It was just the surface. One day, she would definitely
Go back. Go back to Xiao's side and smell his unique scent again. Let the child have a voice to call daddy.
~
The pain came to the tip of his heart. It spread out like ripples, one wave after another. The stacked rocks rose and fell without interruption. It seemed as if it was trying to pull his soul away.
"Jun Moxiao, you won't feel better if I die!"
"Hahaha, you won't feel better if I die!"
"It won't be easy for you if I die..."
The echoes continued one after another, accompanied by waves of heartache. Jun Moxiao took a deep breath and woke up from his dream. The arrogant laughter still echoed in his mind. The veins between his eyebrows popped out, indicating that the master was still in pain at this moment.
.
Bright yellow gauze curtains are layered one on top of another. Through the gauze curtains, you can vaguely see the luxurious atmosphere of the surrounding environment, which is elegant and unique. It is full of the unique majesty and solemnity of the palace. Wasn't he on the mountain? I just remembered just now
A burst of heartache came overwhelmingly, and the world was spinning for a moment. When I woke up again, I was already in a different place.
"Jiuli, how is the situation?"
In the room, Hu Yan Tianheng's voice came in. Under the hazy gauze curtain, a guard could be seen pushing one or two exquisite wheelchairs in.
He closed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't want to see this person. However, after being awake for so long, he didn't know that there was someone in the room all the time. That was Zhong Jiuli.
In the silence, only a sigh was heard. Then, Zhong Jiuli said in a deep voice, "The situation is not optimistic!" He glanced at the person in the yellow gauze tent and then continued, "There is a toxin in his body, which is very strange!
"
"What's going on?" He asked in response, and he could tell the tension behind the voice.
Jun Moxiao was startled and said nothing.
The room fell into silence for a moment. Zhong Jiuli turned around and entered the gauze tent again. He sat calmly beside Jun Moxiao and took his pulse. It took a long time before Zhong Jiuli's voice was heard again.
.
"In the ancient medical classics, I once saw a medicine called Yuanyang Powder!" He paused and sighed lightly, "The so-called Yuanyang Powder, the medicine is just like its name. It mixes the blood of the other party into a prepared medicinal powder.
Then let the other party take it. If the one who provided the blood dies, the one who takes it will die of heartache due to the death of the other party."
After Zhong Jiuli finished explaining, he could hear the breathless breathing in the room. Jun Moxiao didn't speak, and lay quietly. Only a vein popped up between his eyebrows, and it was fleeting. He lay on the bed indifferently.
"I have only heard of this kind of medicine appearing in the palace of the Moon Kingdom. The late emperor of the Moon Kingdom used this medicine to control the concubines in the harem. After he died, all the concubines in the harem died because of it. Mo
Xiao’s situation is very similar, maybe..."
Although the words were not finished, no one did not know what he wanted to say next.
"Jiuli, you are recognized as a miracle doctor in the world. Don't tell me that you can't help it!" Huyan Yuheng said in a heavy tone.
"Yes!" Zhong Jiuli answered neatly. Seeing a glimmer of hope flashing through Huyan Yuheng's old eyes, he sighed secretly, "I asked him to take the antidote just now, but it was very strong.
Yuanyang Powder needs to be taken out in five months. After taking the medicine, the pain will be more severe on the lunar night every month than if you took Yuanyang Powder. Ordinary people generally can't stand it!"
"You..." Hu Yantianheng almost got up from the wheelchair and beat Zhong Jiuli, "What a bullshit miracle doctor!"
Huyan Tianheng was naturally heartbroken, looking at Jun Moxiao lying on the bed. He had already felt sorry for him and his daughter, and now he was letting the only remaining junior around him suffer. Naturally, he was heartbroken.
"Tian Heng, yes, I am not a miracle doctor. Are you satisfied?" He did not object and walked out calmly, "From now on, I will no longer be involved in medical skills. There will no longer be a miracle doctor in the world. From now on, Zhong Jiuli will
You will never appear again. Just take care of yourself!"
He walked away in a calm manner, not even taking away his medicine box. He looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, saying nothing.
"Master, take me." A clear voice came from outside the door.
Zixuan was dressed in moon-white clothes, and still had a touch of childishness on his face. But he was just like a handsome young man, as elegant as a fairy, and not like the fireworks of the world. He carried a suitcase on his back and looked at Zhong Jiuli respectfully.
"Zixuan..." There was a strange flash in Zhong Jiuli's eyes. He looked at Zixuan. This child had always been with him. Although his life experience had always been a mystery, he never cared about it, "You are
Your sister's brother, no matter whether your surname is Yun or Huyan, is not my child, Zhong Jiuli, so why should you follow me? Your mother has already lost your sister, do you want her to lose you?"
Zixuan looked inside the room and saw Hu Yantianheng looking at him blankly, as if with reluctance. He hesitated for a long time, then suddenly knelt on the ground, looked at Huyan Tianheng, kowtowed three times, and then solemnly
He said: "Take good care of my mother and brother Xiao."
He turned around and didn't wait for anyone else to reply, looking at Zhong Jiuli, "Mom has father to take care of me, and brother Xiao. But you only have me, master!"
Zhong Jiuli was startled, with bursts of sadness in his heart and tears in his eyes. Ever since he separated from his only son and wife, there has been no news for so many years. He thought he would die alone like this in his life, but he didn't expect
, although God took his son away, now he has given him another child. Even though he is not a close relative of flesh and blood, there is no difference.
"Okay, let's go!"
Zhong Jiuli took off the suitcase from Zixuan's back and smashed it hard on the ground. The necessary tools for doctors fell to the ground. The people in the room gasped in fright, and the palace maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground.
Dare not say a single word.
"Master!" Zixuan looked at Zhong Jiuli blankly.
Zhong Jiuli's cold eyes looked at Jun Moxiao who was lying on the bed, and after a moment he said lightly, "If you can't even fight Mu Qingyun, and you can't cure patients, what kind of doctor can you be?" Looking back, he saw the faint words in his eyes.
Looking at Huyan Tianheng who had not said a word until now.
"Zhong Jiuli, you coward!" Hu Yantianheng couldn't help but curse. Didn't the doctor become more courageous the more frustrated he became? Because he just said a few words and washed his hands in a golden basin, what else is he to be but a coward?
"A coward is a coward, it's better than you not even being able to recognize your own daughter." He smiled faintly, as if he was sarcastic again, "I'm tired, I won't care about anything anymore. I'm afraid I will
If you can’t guarantee your own life or death, how can you guarantee the life or death of others?”
After saying that, he glanced at Zixuan. With the breeze in his sleeves, he left calmly. It seemed that he was used to seeing all kinds of things in the world and had already ignored life and death. What's the use of medical skills?
"You..." Hu Yantianheng stood up from the wheelchair excitedly, coughed twice, and almost fell to the ground with his legs weak. Suddenly, a strong hand held his body and put him back into the wheelchair again. He turned around.
At first glance, Jun Moxiao was standing next to him with a pale face.
I remember tasting wine with him a few months ago. When we were dining at the same table, he was still so round, plump, handsome and unrestrained. But now, his face is as gray as earth, and his hair is white. The delicate outline as carved by a knife is still the same, but
He is no longer as brave and heroic as he was back then.
"It's just a little pain, I don't care, what do you care?" His dark eyes showed a trace of determination, and he looked at Hu Yantianheng and said solemnly.
"Ahem..." Huyan Tianheng coughed twice. Looking at Jun Moxiao at this moment, he only felt heartache and couldn't say a single word.
His eyes flashed, and he looked at Huyan Tianheng indifferently, "Seven old people, stop trying to show off. Just sit in the wheelchair and recuperate. If you have anything to do, don't hold on. See the imperial doctor for a good check." After that,
He was already walking towards the door.
"You hate me too, don't you?" Suddenly, an old and feeble voice came from behind. Huyan Tianheng seemed to have no strength to care about anything anymore.
Jun Moxiao's footsteps naturally stopped for a moment, but he did not turn around. Then a calm voice came out, "I don't hate you! I know my identity and I have no right to hate you." I just didn't want to see him.
"Then why are you leaving?" He took out the snow silk scarf and gently covered it to his mouth, restraining himself from coughing.
Jun Moxiao was speechless and stood there without moving another step. He stood with his hands behind his back, but he had no intention of turning around.
It took a long time before I heard Huyan Tianheng's helpless voice.
"I understand, let's go!" His voice was full of weakness, and he laughed at himself, without any intention of holding back.
Jun Moxiao sighed lightly and did not turn around. He walked out of the palace and disappeared from Huyan Tianheng's sight. He couldn't stay by his side, and as long as he thought of staying by his side, he felt sincere hatred in his heart.
"Cough cough...cough..." Then there was a violent cough. It seemed that it had been laid down for a long time and was finally released.
"Tian Heng!" A gentle voice reached his ears, and Yun Qiang put a pill in his mouth. He squatted down and lay quietly in his arms, "Give him some time, after all, it is our fault.
!”
Huyan Tianheng's fingertips trembled, and he looked at the beauty in his arms. She seemed to have aged a lot in this month. Her black hair had turned gray overnight and was no longer as beautiful as before. But Huyan Tianheng knew that,
This was all his fault. He couldn't even protect his lover, which really made him feel ashamed.
Her fingertips stroked his hair tremblingly, still soft and touching his heart.
"Yun'er, I'm lucky to have you." He leaned down, kissed his face bit by bit, and held her tightly in his arms to soothe the pain in his heart, "Yun'er, you must always stay with me.
.Always!"
"Tianheng..." She chuckled and looked at Huyan Tianheng, "I will be with you and will always be with you!"
~
"ah!"
While sleeping, she seemed to feel something moving in her abdomen. Xia Zibing woke up and murmured softly, as if she was not used to such strange movements.
But then, what came was joy and happiness. Her eyes fell on her abdomen, she put her hand up, stroking the little life. She could still feel the slight movements of the little head.
. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and shook her head helplessly, "Looks like he is a naughty child!"
"Miss, if you are naughty, please be smarter!"
Hearing Xia Zibing's voice, the door was pushed open, and a maid walked in. Carrying toiletries, she slowly walked towards Xia Zibing, "My mother said that I didn't like to move much when I was a child. I didn't move until six or seven months.
!”
She raised the corner of her mouth slightly and looked at the maid who came in, "Haha, probably!" Her and Xiao's child was naturally not too bad. Feeling the presence of the child, the corner of Xia Zibing's mouth raised for the first time the gentleness and indifference of a mother.
.As if I could ignore everything, just caressing my belly and feeling the presence of my child.
"Miss, please use it!" The maid smiled lightly and said nothing more. She served Xia Zibing obediently.
Xia Zibing quickly finished washing up and asked the maid to dress herself in a simple but not too messy French style. She randomly took a looser dress from the wardrobe Ye Ming prepared for her and put it on casually. She looked in the mirror.
Wearing a purple watery coral skirt, I felt that my image was acceptable and I didn't care about it anymore.
"Are you hungry, young lady? Do you want to eat now?" the maid reminded.