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Chapter 745

As soon as Ming Ruo passed through the Moon Cave Gate, he heard Old Shen scolding Nan Xing.

"You said that you are half a doctor after all, and you were 'blinded' by someone using medicine. How embarrassing for your master..." Lao Shen thought that his face was not valuable enough, so he changed the subject, "How embarrassing for your master... …”

"It's my fault." Huangfu Ye took the initiative to admit his mistake like a child who had done something wrong, "If I hadn't bought snacks and been with Nan Xing, nothing would have happened..."

"It's not your fault. It's a great achievement to be able to bring him back." Shen Cong waved his hand, "He is already a grown-up boy, and he was taken away by a kidnapper. Do you think he is a three- or five-year-old child?"

"Huang Yaoshi, this is indeed not your fault. It is because I was not good at studying. When I identified the Mongolian sweat medicine, it was already too late to save myself..." This time, thanks to Huang Yaoshi, Nanxing decided not to run against Huang again. Now that he is a pharmacist, he still has to spend all his pocket money to buy food for Huang Yaoshi.

"How about you eat the medicine to relieve Mongolian sweat?" Lao Shen thought of the child he had raised and was almost abducted by a kidnapper, and felt frightened.

"You can just say less. Nan Xing doesn't want to be kidnapped..." A Yuan brought hot sweet wine stewed eggs, "Eat a bowl to warm yourself up, and you will fall asleep soon."

Nan Xing took the tray, first gave one bowl to Master, then another to Huang Yaoshi, and finally took his own: "Thank you, Sister Ayuan."

"Be more careful when going out in the future." A Yuan handed a sachet with bright patterns to Nan Xing, "Here are some refreshing herbs, which can drive away poison and miasma, and also have an inhibitory effect on Mongolian sweat medicine."

Huangfu Ye was a little surprised when he saw the pattern on the sachet, but he quickly lowered his eyes and silently ate the sweet wine-braised eggs in front of him.

"Thank you sister A Yuan." Nan Xing took the sachet and put it away.

"You're welcome." A Yuan spent most of her time in the medicine hall doing the work of a maid, but no one ever treated her like a human being. Everyone got along like a family member. She liked the life here very much, and naturally she didn't want her family to be harmed.

Mingruo felt that the atmosphere was very warm, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on Huangfuye's white and slender fingers. It was really hard to imagine how such a pair of beautiful hands could go through the chest and dig out a person's heart.

"Master, you are here." A Yuan returned to the kitchen with the tray. She saw Mingruo first, her eyes full of surprise, "I will go and cook you a bowl of sweet soup."

"I don't want eggs, please cook rice dumplings for me." Mingruo doesn't like eggs much these days.

"Okay, slave, let's go cook now." A Yuan hurriedly went to work in the kitchen.

Several people saluted and said hello. When Mingruo saw that Nan Xing was fine, he raised his fingers at Huangfuye and said, "Follow me."

From the moment Mingruo came in, Huangfu Ye tried his best to reduce his presence and almost buried his face in the bowl. Unexpectedly, he still didn't escape.

Huangfu Ye put down the bowl with resignation and stood up. Nan Xing tugged on his sleeve and mouthed that he would ask Sister A Yuan to leave a bowl of fermented rice dumplings to warm on the stove, waiting for him to come back to eat.

Huangfuye smiled and nodded, but his heart felt a little bitter. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stay here any longer.

Mingruo sat down at the round table in the small flower hall, while Huangfuye stood ten steps away respectfully.

"Master." Although Mingruo never agreed to accept Huangfuye as his disciple, Huangfuye and Shen Cong kept calling him master.

"Come here." Mingruo was too lazy to talk nonsense and gave the order directly.

Huangfuye took a few steps forward, and Mingruo's hand clasped on his wrist. He realized what Mingruo was doing and immediately wanted to withdraw his hand.

"What are you hiding from? I won't hit you!" Mingruo pressed Huangfu Ye's wrist on the table.

With Huangfuye's ability, he could easily break free even without using any internal force, but when he heard his master's scolding, he immediately stopped his movements and behaved so well.

As Mingruo expected, the blood clot in Huangfuye's head had completely dissipated after this period of recuperation. However, what puzzled her was that now that the blood clot had dissipated, Huangfuye should have recovered his memory.

If he stayed in the medicine hall with a purpose and waited for the opportunity. Then, seeing Nan Xing being kidnapped, he did nothing and ran back to report for help. It was the best choice.

But the fact is that not only did he personally track down the thief, but he also made the scene so bloody, which was obviously not a wise move.

The brain is the most complex organ of the human body. Even if the blood clot disappears, Mingruo cannot be 100% sure that Huangfuye has recovered his memory. But Mingruo still said in a tone of stating the facts: "Your memory has been restored."

Huangfuye admired the 'master's' medical skills and had no doubt that Mingruo was deceiving him, so he nodded honestly: "Yes."

"Why didn't you say it?" Mingruo raised her eyebrows slightly.

"You didn't ask..." Huangfuye lowered his head guiltily.

Okay, Huangfu Ye is right. There is no regular 'review', and it is indeed his own fault: "The purpose..."

"I want to stay here." Huangfu Ye lowered his head and clasped his fingers, "Master, don't drive me away, okay?"

"No." Mingruo twitched the corner of his mouth. It's no use pretending to be pitiful with me. You've always dug out people's hearts, and you've repeatedly poisoned your opponent's glorious record. How high is the risk index? Don't you have any idea in your mind?

"I knew you would drive me away when you learned that I had recovered my memory..." Huangfu Ye's pitiful expression was like an abandoned large dog. (Dye Yi secretly poked and took out a small (leather) whip.

:Although you are beautiful, you want to be even more beautiful! It's impossible to 'drive away', it's almost as good as being thrown into a prison...)

"You are a dangerous person. I can't let you stay in the medicine hall." Although I haven't thought about Huangfu Ye's whereabouts yet, Ming Ruo couldn't use everyone's safety to gamble on Huangfu Ye's conscience.

"If you are worried, you can poison me and then use the poison to control me." Huangfu Ye thought for a moment, he was now suffering from a strange poison, and he relied on the medicine given by his master to relieve his pain every month. 'Poisoning' is a sure thing.

It's unattractive, "Well... I know Miss A Yuan is good at poisonous poison. If you ask her to poison me, if I do anything that harms the interests of the master, the poison will attack and die immediately!"

"Tsk..." Mingruo didn't expect that Huangfu Ye would be so cruel to him in order to stay. However, the Evil Ghost Alliance had previously developed its power in Xikang for Ziwei Palace and supported the lineage of black witches, so they must have a lot of Gu under their control.

Master, "If you have been poisoned by my poison, no matter how powerful the poison master is, you can't cure it. You'd better think carefully before making a decision."

Linglong showed a look of confidence that looked down upon the world: That’s right, even the gods can’t cure the poison this baby has cast!

"Don't think about it, just poison me." Huangfu Ye's tone was very firm.


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