The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 412: There is no benefit or harm in finding out
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At six o'clock in the evening
The sun had just set, and before she even took a sip of tea, Nan Kui received news from Huarong that disciple Han Mo was sick again.

She got off Feng Lingxuan without stopping and rushed to Xuanting Courtyard in Muzhen Mountain.

"What happened to Mo'er?"

How could you be sick again? Didn't she warn Elder Hua? Does he really want his new direct disciple to die in his hands like those others before he would be happy?

Huarong came out to greet her. He didn't even have time to answer her, so he led her into the small house quickly and slowly.

"Mr. Nan, you'll know once you go in and take a look..."

"I don't know if he ate something bad today. His face has been looking wrong since morning. I didn't take it seriously. I thought he would be fine after some time. But...but who would have thought?"

"He fainted on the way to Feng Lingxuan. It was our disciples on Muzhen Mountain who found out and brought him back. We checked and found nothing wrong, but he had been sleeping for almost a day, and his face looked pale. It became more and more bruised and dark, and his breath was sometimes absent. Only then did we think something might have happened to him. "

"You..." Nan Kui really didn't know how to say good things to them. This person had been lying in bed all day, and now he knew how to find her. Who was he doing? !
When Hua Rong saw her increasingly sullen expression, she knew what she wanted to say. He apologized quickly: "We really didn't mean it, Commander, who would have thought that this person who was fine in the morning would suddenly collapse at noon."

When he went out, Junior Brother Han Mo was still chatting and laughing with him. Apart from his expression, which was a bit shabby, he was in good spirits and didn't look like he was sick at all. He also knew what he was going to Feng Lingxuan for, it was just to worry about that little devil.

But what he never expected was that Junior Brother Hanmo was fine, so how could he faint?
Han Liang, who came out of the inner room carrying hot tea and a handkerchief, also heard their conversation. He was afraid of being blamed by Teacher Nan Kui, so he quickly defended Hua Rong and said, "Yes, Teacher, we really didn't watch." It’s about Junior Brother Hanmo’s illness.”

"You said that he was fine when he went out in the morning, but he fainted when he came back at noon. Who would have thought of this. It wasn't until an hour ago that his face became more and more uncomfortable, and we had no choice, so we called you."

Huarong nodded, "Yes, sir, we suspect that Junior Brother Hanmo is poisoned? But we have checked his breakfast and even last night's dinner, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"Yes, we have checked everything and there is nothing wrong."

This is what they find very strange. There is no problem with the diet, so how could Junior Brother Hanmo be so sick?

Nan Kui couldn't listen to what they were saying anymore, all her attention was on Han Mo.

He lay there quietly, his eyes closed, and his body was slender enough to touch the footrest at the end of the bed. But his face was really blue and purple, and even his usually crimson lips were now very black, as if he had been poisoned.

Nan Kui checked his pulse and found that there was nothing strange about it. His pulse was flat and active, and his heart power was even very strong. It seemed that after restoring his spiritual power for a hundred years, his pulse was stronger than that of ordinary people. A few minutes later, it was very lively and there was nothing wrong with it.

But looking at his half-dead state now, it is hard to imagine that he is not sick.

Nan Kui's face turned ugly. For the first time in her life, she encountered such a difficult matter, and even she couldn't find out whether Mo'er was poisoned or sick.

Huarong was anxious, "Sir, how is Junior Brother Hanmo? Is he poisoned?"

Hanliang put down the hot water handkerchief in his hand, squatted in front of the bed and looked at her worriedly, "Yes, sir, have you found out anything?"

Nan Kui shook her head in a low voice, her tone unable to conceal her sadness and self-reproach: "No, I didn't find out anything."

"What?!" The two of them were extremely shocked and repeated her words at the same time, "You didn't find out?" How could...

Master Nankui is the top doctor in their Cangling Mountain. When people from other major clans fall ill, some of them even go to the gate of Cangling Mountain in person and ask Master Nankui to come down for consultation.

Since Master Nan Kui took over the position of physician, he has seen tens of thousands of cases of various diseases, big and small. Now, he can't find out whether Junior Brother Han Mo is poisoned?

This...how could this happen?

Nan Kui stood up in a hurry, took out a life-saving pill from his space spirit ring, and handed it to Hua Rong, "Remember, if he vomits blood or feels uncomfortable and can't breathe, you can take this pill." Feed him the medicine."

Huarong held the pill in her hand and trembled, "Teacher... what do you mean, sir, you... you won't save him? You are his aunt!"

But you can't just let it go and leave it alone.

"It's not that I didn't save him, but I don't know what kind of poison or disease he had. I have to go to the sect leader to see if there is any way to save him."

Hua Rong was relieved, "So that's it." He thought that Master Nan Kui couldn't save his junior brother, but now he wanted to run away, which scared him to death.

"Then, senior brother, go quickly." Hanliang quickly picked up the hot water and hot handkerchief in front of him and stood up, "Just leave this place to me and senior brother Huarong. We will definitely take good care of junior brother."

Nan Kui glanced at the steaming hot water in his hand, frowned and said, "He's hot and needs to be replaced with something cooler."

"Cool...is it cool?" Han Liang was scolded by her, and he almost lost his balance with the hot water in his hand.

It's over, it's over, he spent the entire afternoon wiping Junior Brother Han Mo's body with a hot towel. Because he was worried that Junior Brother Hanmo would catch a cold and become seriously ill, but...he didn't expect that he would need to use cold water. Well, then he had good intentions and did bad things.

Nan Kui naturally guessed where Han Mo's body was burning, but she couldn't blame them too harshly. After all, they also had good intentions.

She only said: "Change quickly, I will go back to Feng Lingxuan to meet the lord of the sect. If you are capable, it is best to find people from the elves to come and help."

The elves of the demon clan are the embodiment of pure spiritual power in the world. They themselves are a combination of flowers, plants and trees, gathering pure and rare spiritual power in the world. Not only are their cultivations pure, but they also know how to heal and save people with spiritual power. Perhaps, they can find a way to save Mo'er.

"Elves... elves?"

"Yes, the elves of the demon clan Qing Tianyuan."

"Okay... okay," Hua Rong nodded quickly, holding the brown pill that smelled like medicine in her hand, and secretly made up her mind. He will definitely find a way to contact the people from the elves to come and save Junior Brother Hanmo.

Hanliang nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Nankui, we will find a way to contact you."

If they remember correctly, the previous king of the demon clan, Manwuyao, came from Qingtianyuan, and she is the incarnation of the current ghost clan, Ghost Flower Mandala. And Man Wuyao is the mother of Miaoyuan's little devil, so they must be able to seek her help in finding the elves.

After Nan Kui said these few words, he left in a hurry. Although she couldn't find out what kind of illness Mo'er had, the sect leader Min Lan might be able to.

Because he has all the most poisonous scrolls in the world and the antidote to them, so it is beneficial and harmless to go to him.