Mu Qianxi smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have the aura of being a heir apparent."
Bai Mufeng smiled bitterly and said, "If you don't even have this momentum, then you really have failed grandpa's hard work."
"Hey! Your Majesty, this is all nonsense!"
"Yes! If something happens to the Duke, who can afford it?"
"Second Master, look..." They looked at Bai Zhilin.
Bai Zhilin said: "Since Mu Feng believes in this so-called ghost doctor, let him try it! Even if something happens to dad, it will not be the fault of all the masters."
When they heard Bai Zhilin's words, they were even a little glad that the boy appeared out of the blue.
Otherwise, if they cannot be cured, the royal family and the government will inevitably have objections to them. Now that a scapegoat can appear, God will really help them.
They glanced disdainfully into the room of the Duke's Mansion. They did not believe that this boy could save the Duke.
Lying on the bed was an unconscious old man, his face was extremely pale and his breath was extremely weak.
Mu Qianxi took his pulse, opened his eyelids to check, and then carefully checked his skin color.
Bai Mufeng asked nervously: "Mr. Mu, my grandfather..."
The old guys outside gave many reasons, but none of them hit the mark. Mu Qianxi said: "Bring me some paper, and I'll write the prescription."
Bai Mufeng was extremely excited. If there was a prescription, it meant it could be cured. He hurriedly prepared paper and pen for Mu Qianxi.
With a stroke of his pen, Mu Qianxi wrote down more than a dozen kinds of medicine, "Send someone to get the medicine quickly."
At this time, someone sarcastically said: "Master Ghost Doctor, how is the situation of the Duke? You must have an idea!"
The corners of Mu Qianxi's lips raised slightly and she said with a smile: "That's natural. My ghost doctor can't cure any patient. As long as the medicinal materials are found and my potion is refined, the Duke of Guo will wake up soon.
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"We don't believe it. This is impossible?"
"Yes! I asked the Duke to take the sixth-grade elixir yesterday, but he didn't even wake up."
"I used our master's exclusive secret method, but there was still no result..."
Mu Qianxi said: "You can't do it because you are quack doctors. Can you compare with my ghost doctor?"
The pharmacists looked at the arrogant look on the face of this handsome young man in front of them, and their anger instantly rose.
"Damn boy, you actually called me a quack!"
"Yes! You are really too arrogant and arrogant."
Mu Qianxi smiled and said, "I know you are not convinced. If you don't believe it, you can make a bet with me."
"bet?"
At this time, Bai Mufeng had already asked his servants to find the elixir. Mu Qianxi said: "It just so happens that the eldest son and the second master of the Duke of Guo's Mansion are here now. If you don't believe me, just make a bet with me. If I can make the Duke of Guo wake up."
, and the situation is very good, and the body has completely recovered. How about... the six alchemists present here go to my ghost doctor building to work part-time? "
Everyone was in an uproar. This guy actually asked their noble alchemist to work in the ghost doctor building?
"It's good if you win, but what if you lose?"
Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "If I lose and my ghost doctor building closes down, how about I give you the recipe for the seventh-grade elixir and the nine-turn extremely spiritual elixir?"
He didn't have any prescriptions for seventh-grade elixirs, but he got a lot of them from Jun Mo.
"The recipe for the seventh-grade elixir?" They gasped.
If they can obtain the seventh-grade elixir recipe and refine it, then they will become a senior alchemist.
This condition is enough to make every intermediate alchemist's heart flutter.
They have been treating Mr. Guo for more than half a year. They know very well that even if the alchemy master comes, it will be difficult for Mr. Guo to recover and he will only live for one or two years longer.
This kid is too arrogant. They will wait for him to fail miserably and regret today's arrogance!
"I promise!"
"We agree too!"
The corner of Mu Qianxi's mouth raised slightly, "Okay! The bet has been established, the prince and the second master are both here, and I'm not afraid of you going back on your word!"
"Your Majesty, the medicinal materials have been found." The servant from the Duke's Mansion came to report.
Mu Qianxi said: "Send it to the alchemist. I will be there immediately."
"Stay here obediently and don't let anyone disturb me until I come out." Mu Qianxi said to Bai Mufeng.
Bai Mufeng nodded, and Mu Qianxi walked into the alchemy room to refine the medicine.
If the Duke of Guo is just a physical disease, then obviously the procedure is much more complicated, but the Duke of Guo is...
Poisoned!
This was much easier to handle. Mu Qianxi refined the antidote potion in three strokes, opened the door and said, "Let's go! Give your grandpa some medicine."
"So fast!" Bai Mufeng said with wide eyes.
Normally, it would only take two or three hours to refine the elixir!
Mu Qianxi rushed back quickly, and it was useless for half an hour, which made these alchemists even more disdainful.
"It's weird to be able to refine the medicine to treat the good Lord in half an hour. I don't think two ordinary medicines to treat typhoid fever can be refined!"
"Isn't it? This kid doesn't think that alchemy is just a few elixirs stewed together!"
Mu Qianxi came over and said, "You should save more energy and talk less nonsense! Otherwise, you won't even have the energy to cry later."
They said in annoyance: "This boy is really stubborn when he is about to die."
"Yes! His arrogance is almost over."
Mu Qianxi took out a row of medicinal needles and started to apply the medicine. Bai Mufeng was stunned and said: "Mr. Mu, you are not going to use the elixir to cure grandpa, but you are going to use the legendary medicine."
"Yeah!" Mu Qianxi nodded slightly.
With a movement of his wrist, he picked up a medicinal array and inserted it into the Duke's arm, injecting the medicinal array into it!
"Ah!" Bai Mufeng was shocked. This was the first time he saw such a method of treating a disease.
"Swish, swish, swish!" But before she could react, all five injections were finished.
Bai Mufeng asked: "Master Mu, is it over like this?"
"Of course not, that's just the first step!" Mu Qianxi moved her fingers, and several small silver needles appeared in her hand.
The nine silver needles penetrated the nine acupuncture points of the Duke of Guo at the same time, moving like flowing water, which dazzled Bai Mufeng.
The ghost doctor is indeed a ghost doctor, he is so amazing!
No, I'm afraid he is more powerful than the legend says.
At this moment, Bai Mufeng suddenly saw the veins on his grandfather's face jumping, as if something was squirming in his blood vessels.
"Ah!" Bai Mufeng screamed, but he hurriedly covered his mouth to avoid disturbing Mu Qianxi.
The dark thing slid from the face to the neck along the blood vessels, and then reached the arm. A cold dagger slid down, and Mu Qianxi slashed the Duke's arm.
"Ah!" the unconscious Duke screamed.
Hearing the screams, the alchemist and Bai Zhilin outside could not sit still, and Mu Zhilin was the first to rush in.
Seeing the blood on the Duke's wrist, he rushed over and grabbed Bai Mufeng and said coldly: "Mu, I know you want to inherit the title, but I didn't expect that you would be so crazy as to join forces with outsiders to kill your grandfather."
Bai Mufeng said: "Second uncle, I don't have it, it's..."
"Poof!" Suddenly, a big black insect jumped out of the blood flowing out of the Duke and rushed to Bai Zhilin's face.
