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Chapter 404 The Counterattack of the Background Board 22
Wushuang entered Mu Yuan's tent and found that the tent not only looked broken from the outside, but also looked bad from the inside.

It was empty on all sides, except for two hanging clothes, there was only one floor covering, and there was a thin quilt on the floor.

When Wushuang came in, Mu Yuan was wearing white clothes, and was sitting on the back of a big white fluffy spider. Wushuang seriously suspected that Mu Yuan sat on the spider because he didn't have a stool.

Wushuang took a closer look and found that Mu Yuan's complexion was worse than on the battlefield. His face was flushed, his lips were dry and peeling, but his attitude was as calm and self-possessed as before.

Seeing Wushuang, Mu Yuan asked in his hoarse voice, "I don't know what's the matter with you coming to see me?"

Wu Shuang secretly sighed, she originally just wanted to come and see, she didn't intend to do anything, but who would have thought that Mu Yuan's fighting power would be so strong, and the Mu family would treat him so much.

Forget it, it's a repayment for Mu Yuan's kindness of saving him.

"Before on the battlefield, I saw that Fellow Daoist Mu was not in good condition and seemed to be sick, so I came to visit him.

I looked at fellow Taoist Mu's face, it seemed that he was seriously ill, why didn't he tell the medical officer to come and prescribe medicine?Monks don't get sick easily, and if they get sick, they must not be ignored. "

Mu Yuan couldn't help coughing, and suppressed it in a blink of an eye, and said calmly: "My illness is not a problem, and I will be fine in two days. It's always been like this, so don't bother the medical officer."

Wushuang frowned: "Is it true that Fellow Daoist Mu always takes care of himself every time he gets sick? If so, I will persuade Fellow Daoist Mu.

Fellow Daoist Mu's illnesses in the past were probably just ordinary ailments. The spiritual power in the monk's body was running and he had the ability to heal himself, so he could handle it by himself.

But Fellow Daoist Mu's illness this time should be caused by the rain. There is an exotic cold air in the rain water. Your illness this time is not wind-cold, but the cold air entering your body.

If you don't find a doctor to prescribe medicine to remove the cold air in your body as soon as possible, you will only get sicker and worse, and it will be too late to regret if you hurt the root. "

Mu Yuan lowered his eyes, and said for a while, "I know about this matter, thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist Wu Shuang."

He said he knew it, but he didn't say he was looking for a medical officer. Wushuang couldn't help raising his hand to his forehead, but looking at his living conditions and treatment, he might not be able to call a medical officer.

Wushuang turned and left the tent, made a paper crane, and summoned the female soldier in charge of serving her, asking her to bring one of the medical officers from her camp to Mu Yuan for treatment.

Wushuang seldom uses these small spells in the world of cultivating immortals, mainly because she doesn't know many of them, and the few who know them are also learned from spell books that can be bought anywhere.

Fortunately, Wushuang is the best at learning the most practical little spell of sending messages with paper cranes, so he can use it easily at the moment.

Not long after the paper cranes were released for interrogation, Wushuang's Shiyu hurried over carrying the medical officer and the female soldier.

Wushuang has spells for the female soldiers who serve her to control the corpses, and there are not many, probably one person can control ten corpses.

Originally, Wushuang gave them the charm to control the corpse to protect them, but now it is convenient to pick up the medical officer.

These medical officers are all medical practitioners, and most of them are only good at treating diseases. They have nothing to do but are not good at fighting, and they are not very good at fencing swords. It is said that there is a Nascent Soul medical cultivator who needs to carry a fencing sword with him when he travels.

The medical officer got off the sedan chair carried by Yu Shi, and Wushuang took him into Mu Yuan's tent, and said, "Please trouble the medical officer to give you a diagnosis and treatment for Fellow Daoist Mu."

The medical officer looked at Mu Yuan who was sitting on the big spider, and didn't know where to start.

The main reason was that the big spider that Mu Yuan was sitting on was dishonest. When the medical officer moved closer, the spider bared its teeth and claws to scare people.

The medical officer looked back at Wushuang at a loss, and Wushuang stepped forward to Mu Yuan helplessly and said, "Mu Daoyou, please cooperate with the medical officer. I'm sick and uncomfortable, and you don't want to suffer forever, right?"

Mu Yuan kept his head down and kept silent, but when he heard Wu Shuang's words, he raised his head to look at her, and suddenly said, "Why?"

"What why?" Wushuang didn't realize what Mu Yuan meant for a while.

Mu Yuan said again: "I said, why do you treat me so well? My biological father, brothers and sisters all ignore me, why do you care so much about me?"

Wushuang explained: "Perhaps Fellow Daoist Mu doesn't remember, you once saved me from a monster.

To Fellow Daoist Mu, this matter may be insignificant, and he doesn't even remember who I am.

But I always remember that no amount of repayment is too much for the kindness of saving your life, not to mention just hiring a medical officer for you, Fellow Daoist Mu. "

Mu Yuan was a little surprised by Wushuang's explanation. He had saved countless people before, but no one really repaid him. Wushuang was the first one.

Seeing that Mu Yuan's attitude softened, Wushuang hurriedly asked the medical officer to come forward to see Mu Yuan. This time, the spider that Mu Yuan sat down did not frighten the medical officer with its teeth and claws.

The medical officer was quite courageous, the spider was too big, he couldn't reach Mu Yuan on the spider's back, so he just stepped on the spider's claws and climbed onto the spider's head to see Mu Yuan.

Soon after the medical officer finished his examination, he slid off the spider's claws again.

He said directly to Wushuang: "Master Mu's condition is not serious, it's just a disease caused by the rain and foreign cold air entering the body, I prescribe two medicines and it will be fine."

Wushuang nodded and said, "Then ask the doctor to prescribe the medicine."

As a medical officer, he wears ten or eight Qiankun bags on his waist, which are filled with various elixirs. After the medical officer prescribes the medicine, he directly mixes the medicines.

After dispensing the medicine, the medical officer said to Wushuang: "Master Mu's living environment here is too bad, the bedding is thin, and living on the floor is too cold, which is really not conducive to recuperating."

Wushuang said: "I see, I will deal with it."

The medical officer left after giving instructions. Wushuang saw Mu Yuan sitting on the spider's back with a fairy face, completely unaware of boiling medicine.

She had no choice but to take the initiative to roll up her sleeves to help boil the medicine, and by the way, asked the female soldier beside her to go back and call for someone to prepare a tent with the same specifications as the one she used.

Wu Shuang, as Meng Qian's very important guest minister, gave top priority to all her requests. As soon as Wu Shuang gave an order, a group of people followed suit.

After Wushuang boiled the medicine here, next to Mu Yuan's dilapidated tent, a tent as gorgeous as the one Wushuang lived in was set up.

Wushuang deliberately went in to have a look, and found that there should be a layout of the furniture inside. Except for the different furniture styles, everything else is really the same as Wushuang's tent.

He even thoughtfully prepared a table of light meals suitable for patients, as well as several spiritual fruits.

Wushuang said to Mu Yuan: "Mu Daoyou, you will live in the tent here in the future, now eat something to cushion your stomach, so as not to feel uncomfortable when you drink medicine."

Sitting on the spider's back, Mu Yuan entered the newly built tent, his eyes fell on a large table of light meals.

Wushuang helped him serve a bowl of porridge, and urged, "Mu Daoyou, come and eat quickly. Although these side dishes are light, they are all made of spiritual vegetables, and the taste is not bad."

(End of this chapter)