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Chapter 6 The Nympho Detoxifies the High Priest
Soon, Jiang Mengyue stood beside the carriage.

Because Gu Yinshu didn't order anyone to stop her, the disciples only watched her vigilantly and didn't dare to do anything.

"Master Priest... may I ask if you were poisoned by some kind of poison not long ago?"

Jiang Mengyue's voice was very soft, only Gu Yinshu could hear it clearly.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, but ignored her.

"I... I have recently learned medical skills, so I can try to detoxify you first!
If there is an effect, you will pay me the consultation fee!If it's useless, I won't take a penny!what do you think "

Jiang Mengyue's eyes were full of seriousness.

"Walk."

Gu Yinshu's cold voice suddenly came from inside the carriage.

The coachman understood, and immediately drove away from here. Soon, Jiang Mengyue was left alone, standing there awkwardly.

"Pfft! How can someone who looks like a fairy care about her being an ugly monster?"

"That's right! She doesn't take a mirror to look at herself, what kind of virtue is she!"

The common people pointed at Jiang Mengyue and immediately laughed.

Jiang Mengyue was unwilling to give up the huge sum of money, so she hurriedly followed the carriage and said anxiously: "Little Luoluo!

Hurry up and tell me about the poisoning symptoms of this cold-faced priest!
I have to say a few words to shock him!Otherwise, he wouldn't believe in my medical skills at all! "

"I can tell you! But it costs five taels of silver!"

Little Luoluo's childish voice sounded.

"can!"

"When he arrives in the evening, his whole body will be in pain like a knife, and he will be in unbearable pain! Also, now your balance is negative three taels of silver! Remember to pay it back to me within three days!
Otherwise, I will charge interest! "

"understood!"

Jiang Mengyue nodded repeatedly, then rolled her eyes, and said loudly: "High Priest, I have a friend who has a strange poison in his body, and his whole body hurts like a knife in the evening!
After my treatment, he has improved a lot..."

Before Jiang Mengyue could say anything, the carriage stopped.

After that, the man's hoarse and charming voice rang in Jiang Mengyue's ears.

"boarding."

Jiang Mengyue was suddenly overjoyed, and under the contemptuous eyes of the people, she opened the door and climbed into the carriage.

"Fuck! This nympho... she climbed into the high priest's carriage!"

"Oh, it won't be long before I see her, and she will be thrown out by the high priest!"

The common people were terrified for a moment, and their eyes almost popped out.

After Jiang Mengyue got into the carriage, she smelled an elegant body fragrance. She was dizzy for a while, and a little nervous, so she lowered her head and pressed against the door, not daring to look up at the man.

damn it!
He is a big man, why does he smell so good?

"come over."

The man's cold voice reached Jiang Mengyue's mind again.

Jiang Mengyue took a deep breath, then slowly raised her eyes, and looked at the cold beauty on the floor.

He has a shawl with hair like a waterfall, a white dress with wide sleeves, and a silver mop on his forehead, with a moonstone inlaid on the mop forehead.

Under the reflection of the sun, the moonstone shone with light, and the man's eyebrows and eyes reflected in it were picturesque and charming.

There was a faint chill on his body, when he was motionless, he looked like a work of art carved from white jade, the young master was like no other in the world.

When Jiang Mengyue looked at him, the man was drinking a cup of tea with his eyebrows frowned.

His expression was indifferent, restrained and cold, and he never looked at Jiang Mengyue.

Jiang Mengyue knew that the man wanted her to get closer. After diagnosing what kind of poison he had been poisoned, she took a deep breath, concealed the surprise in her heart, and walked towards the man slowly.

Soon, Jiang Mengyue squatted in front of him, observed his complexion and mental state, and stretched out a small hand to feel his pulse.

The man's eyebrows were like distant mountains, and he inadvertently frowned, then took out a white handkerchief, put it on his wrist, and there was a trace of disgust in his eyes.

The man seems to have a serious cleanliness obsession, and he doesn't like Jiang Mengyue getting close to him.

Seeing this, Jiang Mengyue almost laughed angrily at him.

are you crazy!

He came to treat him by himself, but he still despised himself for being dirty!
However, the original owner had been pestering him for two or three years and delayed many things for him, so it was reasonable for him to hate the original owner.

She is not interested in caring about his attitude, as long as she can cure him and return to modern times.

Jiang Mengyue quickly put her right hand on the white veil, checked his pulse, and immediately knew that he was terminally ill and had only three years to live.

She asked the man some more questions, and she knew that he was probably poisoned by Galoye, but there was no cure for Galoye's poison, so she could only prescribe some medicine to relieve his poison temporarily.

If she wants to cure it, she needs to think of other ways.

"After the high priest returns, he only needs to use two taels of Smilax, three taels of licorice, and Andrographis paniculata..."

Jiang Mengyue's expression was clear, and after talking about twelve kinds of medicinal herbs in a row, she ordered Gu Yinshu to order his servants to boil them into medicinal soup and take them three times a day.

Gu Yinshu nodded indifferently, and put the teacup on the table with a calm expression, as if he didn't believe that the medicine was effective.

Afterwards, Jiang Mengyue said in her heart: "Xiao Luoluo, can you let me credit a penny? I want to buy a set of silver needles, and I will return them to you soon!"

"One credit, one tael back!"

Little Luoluo's childish voice sounded.

"make a deal!"

Jiang Mengyue was in pain for a moment.

"Your balance is now minus four taels of silver! The daily interest is one tael of silver!"

After Xiao Luoluo finished speaking, a set of silver needles appeared in Jiang Mengyue's sleeve.

The silver needle is packed in an iron box, because the iron box is more than ten centimeters long and wide, so it is not easy to hide it on the body.

When Jiang Mengyue took out this behemoth, Gu Yinshu seemed to be surprised, a faint light flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say much.

Afterwards, Jiang Mengyue opened the iron box, took out three silver needles, and pierced them into Gu Yinshu's acupuncture points, and after a while, she closed the iron box.

"Does the High Priest feel better?"

Jiang Mengyue smiled faintly.

The man did get better, so he lowered his cold peach blossom eyes, glanced at Jiang Mengyue quietly, and nodded.

"In addition to taking medicine every day, I have to give you an injection every half a month. This can slow down the poison on your body and spread to the heart and lungs."

Jiang Mengyue's serious expression was completely different from the former nymphomaniac's.

"I will take the medicine when I go back. If the effect is really good, you can go to the priest's mansion every half a month to detoxify me. I will pay you 1000 taels for each consultation."

The man said calmly.

"Really?"

Jiang Mengyue's expression was agitated, and she stood up in an instant, feeling that the man in front of her suddenly looked a little cute.

The man didn't answer her, but slowly threw the white handkerchief Jiang Mengyue had touched on the ground.

He took out another white handkerchief, and wiped his wrists slowly and gracefully.

Afterwards, he threw the white veil that had been wiped off his wrist on the ground.

Jiang Mengyue's face froze, and she felt a little angry for a while.

Neuropathy!
Are her hands so dirty?

Jiang Mengyue stepped on the white handkerchief, crushed it hard a few times, raised her head and smiled and said, "High Priest, if there is nothing else to do, I will leave for now!"

She turned her head and wanted to jump off the carriage, not wanting to spend another second with those who hated her.

Heh, does he think he cares about him?
The man looked indifferently at the white veil that had been trampled on a few times, and spoke coldly: "The third princess has trampled on my veil."

He paused, then lightly threw a bomb: "The handkerchief is made of silk from the sky, and it is worth an inch of gold. How much money does the third princess plan to pay?"

(End of this chapter)