Chapter 825
In fact, Rong Xueyi does not live here often, so there are not many traces of her in the room. She is not the kind of woman who likes to dress up, so there are not many accessories in the room. There is a red lotus in the vase, but it has no leaves. He thinks that the handwriting is better than hers.

The quilt is a plain floral pattern, not exquisite, but very comfortable.

He thought deeply at this moment, and sighed lightly.

He actually thought about telling her about his serious illness recently, but he didn't expect him to get sick in front of her like this.

Mo Yan felt a little helpless in his heart. At this moment, he could still clearly remember Rong Xueyi's worried eyes when he was ill. He must have scared her today.

He stroked his chest lightly, the pain in his chest was not as painful as before every time he had an attack, he pursed his lips lightly, his eyes showed a bit of helplessness.

At this moment, Ye Jinchu's voice came from outside the door: "That bastard Mo Yan will die as soon as he dies. Is it interesting to call me here in such a hurry? If you destroy him again, the Lord will not treat him!"

Xia Yu's flattering voice came: "Master Ye, you have a large number of adults, so don't worry about it like a small one. In fact, we are not worried about the prince's illness. We are thinking that there is a lot of chaos outside today, and we are afraid that you will get hurt. Everyone gathered together Together, it’s good to take care of each other, isn’t it?”

"You're the only one who can talk!" Ye Jinchu snorted softly.

Xia Yu repeated a few words of caution, and said a few more kind words, and finally coaxed Ye Jinchu into the room.

Seeing Mo Yan's face at the beginning, Ye Jin said, "Shouting so fiercely, isn't it good to see him right now?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to take Mo Yan's pulse. After he twitched, his brows frowned slightly. There was a hint of shock in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and rolled Mo Yan's eyelids, and then glanced at his fingers.

Xia Yu asked from the side: "Master Ye, how is my prince?"

Although Ye Jinchu's medical skills are unrivaled in the world, he doesn't like others to call him Doctor or Miracle Doctor, on the contrary, he prefers to be called Master Ye.

He slightly raised his hand to signal Xia Yu not to disturb him, Xia Yu hurriedly fell silent.

Ye Jinchu looked Mo Yan up and down and said: "It's really strange, under normal circumstances, the toxicity of your master will be a little bit worse, but at this time, the toxicity of his body has been reduced by one. Points, this is quite interesting!"

Xia Yu would never think about why the toxicity on Mo Yan's body would be reduced. At this moment, he just wanted Mo Yan to be safe, so he clasped his hands together and said, "Thank God, this is really great."

Ye Jin rolled his eyes at him and said: "You know what a fart, although the poison seems to have subsided a bit, it may recur at any time, and when it recurs, the poison that faded before may come back twice as much. Can the master handle it?"

Xia Yu immediately became a bitter face.

Ye Jinchu asked again: "When you got poisoned today, did you have any special feelings?"

Mo Yan shook his head slightly, because the pain during the poisoning was exactly the same as usual.

Ye Jinchu frowned and said, "Who gave you the blood from the needle?"

Mo Yan was in a coma at the time and didn't know about these things, so he shook his head.

Ye Jinchu has already begun to scold: "Your own body, you don't know what to ask, can you be more stupid?"

(End of this chapter)

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