146 Gu Yueyan

Lin Yarong felt that she was hungry.

When she opened her eyes, she felt that her heart was burning, and her stomach was empty, which made her suddenly want to eat some heavy and oily things, such as fried chicken, braised elbow and Dongpo meat.

"Madam, are you awake? Do you feel better?"

Shana carefully helped her sit up, fed her some warm water first, and then looked at her.

"I'm so hungry. Do you have anything to eat?" Never a moment made her feel so hungry. Lin Yarong thought that if she had the strength, she would rush into the kitchen to have a big meal. She was so hungry that she could eat a cow.

"What do you want to eat, madam?"

Lin Yarong didn't expect Mojiru to be there. Hearing this, she looked up. After a while, she said weakly, "Braised beef or mutton soup."

Maybe he didn't expect that she would want to eat these things. Mojiru looked stunned and then smiled, "Madam, you can't eat these now." Mojilu vaguely remembered that Lin Yarong once said that she didn't like beef and mutton but only loved chicken.

"What is that? I'm starving to death now, no matter what it is, as long as it can be eaten. Lin Yarong felt that one more word would exhaust her whole body. She looked at Mojiru pitifully.

After a while, Ashana brought porridge and some side dishes in. Lin Yarong was hungry, but she didn't even have the strength to carry the bowl. She had no choice but to let Ashana help her eat.

She drank two bowls of porridge in one go. When she was about to drink the third bowl, Mojiru stopped her: "You can't eat like this after sleeping for two days, otherwise you can't stand it."

slept for two days? Lin Yarong couldn't help but be stunned. Is she so weak?

Ashana to bring hot water to rinse her mouth. When she was in good spirits, Lin Yarong asked, "I have this disease..."

"The disease comes like a mountain, and the disease goes like a silk. Madam, don't worry. You will gradually get better after taking the medicine. Mojiru knew what she was going to ask. Seeing a slight uneasiness on her face, Mojiru comforted her, "Madam, you just need to recover from your illness. Don't think about scaring yourself."

Lin Yarong was skeptical about this. She hummed and was about to open her mouth to speak, but somehow there was an unexplained panic, as if something suddenly hit her heart. She opened her sad mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood and splashed on Mojiru.

This sudden change stunned Lin Yarong. Her mouth was full of a strong smell of blood. She subconsciously looked up, but the pain in her heart made her faint.

Ashana screamed "ah" and then jumped up and cried, "Madam...Madam, wake up!"

Mojiru looked at his cuffs, on which a pool of purple-black blood was slowly fainting. He couldn't help frowning, and Lin Yarong's eyes were closed and his face was pale.

Ashaina's scream attracted people outside the door. Dr. Tian rushed in. As soon as he saw the blood on the corners of Lin Yarong's mouth, Dr. Tian frowned more tightly than Mojiru.

"Lao Tian, what the hell is going on?"

Mojiru didn't know what was wrong. He only felt that his heart was cold at this time. He felt that his voice seemed to come from the edge of the sky, floating, so unreal.

Dr. Tian didn't say anything. He grabbed Lin Yarong's hand and carefully and carefully grasped his pulse.

I don't know how long it took before Dr. Tian opened his mouth and said, "Madam, this poison... If you don't think about it, I'm afraid that in two days, Madam, she will..."

What Dr. Tian said was vague, but it fell into Mojiru's ears like a thunderbolt.

For a long time, Mojiru said in a low voice, "Lao Tian, think of another way."

Dr. Tian opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he paused and then answered, "Don't worry, the eldest prince, I will try my best to treat his wife." After saying that, Dr. Tian asked Ashina to bring the medicine box, opened the needle box inside and pulled out a few silver needles to carefully prick Lin Yarong's hands.

When he finished all this, Dr. Tian looked up and said to Mojilu, "A few more red stoves in the room, and try not to let your wife's body temperature be too low." After careful warning, Dr. Tian walked out quickly with a solemn look.

When he was alone in the room, Mojiru went to the window and looked at Lin Yarong lying ** from afar.

At this time, his heart was muddy and chaotic, and all kinds of emotions surged in his heart. He could not describe his inner feelings at this time in any words. It seemed that the only thing he could do was to try his best to calm himself down.

But...

The door was suddenly pushed away from the outside. Mojiru looked up and saw Dahull rushing in with a panicked face and rushed to the bedside. He subconsciously stepped forward. Mojiru couldn't help saying, "Don't shout."

After watching ** for a long time, Dahuer turned his head and looked at Mojilu and asked, "Is it still not good to eat Lao Tian's medicine lady?"

Dahuru still doesn't know that there is another more domineering poison in Lin Yarong's body. Mojiru looked at Dahuru silently. After a long time, he said, "Didn't you say yesterday that there was a master in the West City? You can invite people now."

Dahuer frowned and looked a little surprised. Looking at Mojilu, Dahuer said, "That man is a southerner. Recently, the southerners in Changdu City are very careful. I'm afraid..."

"Have you forgotten who you are? What about the southerners? You are the third highness of Wei Mo. When will you look at the face of a southerner? If someone doesn't come, mention his head to see me.

This also scolded Dahuer. Dahuer was not angry, but asked suspiciously, "Mojiru... Is there something you hiding from me?" Dahuer glanced at Lin Yarong, who was lying in ** and couldn't wake up.

Looking along Dahu's eyes, Mojiru saw that there was still a trace of blood left on the corners of Lin Yarong's mouth.

I don't know how long it took, Mojiru said in a low voice, "She has always been in poor health, and she can't stand even ordinary poisons. The medical skills of the southerners have always been smart, and..." He looked at Dahu and sighed gently, "Ok, you'd better go and do something quickly."

Although there were still doubts in his heart, Dahuer also knew that this was not the time to ask questions. He looked at Lin Yarong worriedly and uneasily. Dahuer turned around and strode out.

An hour later, Dahuer took a middle-aged man into the mansion of the eldest prince.

"Cloman Gu Yueyan to visit the eldest prince."

Mojiru saw that this man was only about 30 years old. He had a high nose, a straight figure, and three wisps of long beard on his forehead.

"I heard that you are a doctor?"

"Xiaomin dares not call himself a doctor, but he just knows some of the art of Qihuang. If any indecent words come into the ears of the eldest prince, I hope the eldest prince will forgive the innocence of the people."

Gu Yueyan speaks in a regular manner, but he does not look humble or flattering, but has a frankness, which inexplicably makes people feel good.

This person is not simple.

Mojiru couldn't help looking at it twice.

At this time, Dahur asked, "I heard that Mr. Gu is a master of detoxification?"

"The third prince praises that the people are just dealing with poisons all year round and know a little about some detoxification."

Hearing this, Dahur looked at Mojilu and couldn't understand his meaning.

Mojiru pecked: "I have something to ask for you today. There is a wife in my house who unfortunately contracted a huge poison a few days ago and asked the imperial doctor to see her, but the poison is a little strange. General drugs are not easy to cure. Since you have a certain understanding of poisons, I hope you can treat my wife. Thank you very much afterwards.

Gu Yueyan said, "The eldest prince is polite. The grassy people dare not ask for it. Let me see my wife first."

"Sir, please."

Mojiru led Gu Yueyan into Lin Yarong's courtyard. Before that, Ashina had put down the bed tent and put one of Lin Yarong's hands outside.

Gu Yueyan came from the south and knew that there was a difference between the man and the woman, but he hesitated and thought about it. Gu Yueyan turned his head and said to Mojilu, "The ancients had a cloud to ask questions. Although they knew it was something wrong, I still hoped that the eldest prince would allow the grass people to show his wife, so that the grass people would know what the poison was in his wife."

Dahuer frowned unhappily. Wei Moguo has never had any male or female defense. If it was usual, Dahu would not feel strange about Gu Yueyan's request, but when he thought that Gu Yueyan wanted to see Lin Yarong up close, Dahu's heart was somewhat uncomfortable.

Mojiru didn't speak for a moment and pondered for a moment before he said, "That's troublesome, sir." After saying that, Mojiru motioned Asana to open the bed curtain.

Gu Yueyan took a step forward, first looked at Lin Yarong's face carefully, and then opened her eyelids to observe for a while. Finally, after Gu Yueyan passed the pulse, he said cautiously, "There are two poisons in Madam, one is distraction and cold poison. However... In the eyes of the grass people, this cold poison is a little strange. For a moment, the grass people can't be sure what kind of poison it is extracted.

Two kinds of poison?

Dahu was shocked and turned his head to look at Mojiru. Although he didn't ask anything, his eyes were full of blame.

Mojiru didn't have time to pay attention to Dahur. After listening to Gu Yueyan's words, Mojiru had to admit that this southerner surnamed Gu had some ability.

"Sir is an apnominator. If you need anything, please let go." Mojiru felt a little relieved at this time, and he could see what kind of poison he could find a way to detoxify.

Seeing Mojiru open the door of convenience, Gu Yueyan smiled and then said to Ashana, "Roll up your wife's sleeves and go to your arm."

Although Mojiru wondered how Gu Yueyan had such a request, he didn't ask anything. He even held down the uneasy Dahur and quietly watched what Gu Yueyan was going to do.

Ashana rolled up Lin Yarong's sleeves and exposed her arms. Gu Yueyan picked up a very thin silver needle and gently pricked it in the middle of Lin Yarong's arm. Seeing blood beads coming out, Gu Yueyan quickly withdrew the silver needle and slightly used a jade stick to slightly blood. I clicked on the bead.

What is this?

But without waiting for Mojiru to ask, Gu Yueyan said, "Please lift my lady's leg. I still need to prick a needle in the bend of her leg."

As soon as he said this, Dahuer had already roared: "No."

Mojiru also looked unhappy. Does Gu Yueyan want to see Lin Yarong's feet?