There are bandits next to the farmhouse

Chapter 897

Mo Linyuan looked at him for a while, then sat down opposite him.

"What do you think?" Mo Yanbai said suddenly.

"Your grandfather has entered the palace, and he said he wanted to find the imperial physician to take a look at you. Does the imperial physician see your problems well?"

"It's not good!" Mo Linyuan said directly.

Mo Yanbai took a breath, leaned on the back of the chair and said, "Since you can't see it well, then you have to find a way to make him look good."

Mo Linyuan was startled, and understood what he meant.

Mo Yanbai stood up, turned around and took out a box from the bookshelf behind him, inside was a brand new Duan inkstone.

He looked at the Duan inkstone with pain on his face, and said: "I don't know if this Duan inkstone can cure your illness. I have treasured it for many years, and I am reluctant to use it, alas!"

Mo Linyuan closed the lid of the box, hugged it quickly, and said, "Anyway, you don't want to use it, so it's the same if you put it in the imperial physician's house."

Mo Yanbai: "..."

Are you mad?
When did his adopted son become so uncaring?
"You are... Mo Xiaolin?" Only that kid Mo Xiaolin could be so irritating.

"Mo Linyuan!" He sighed.

"..."

"Thank you, Father!" Mo Linyuan smiled and took the inkstone away.

The old man stopped working quickly, entered the palace early in the morning, and invited the imperial physician over on the same day.

I heard that the imperial physician was one of the best in the imperial hospital, and he was ordered to treat Mo Linyuan.

Xianyu was moved for a while, and thought: Grandpa must have gone to the emperor to sell his face again.

The old man of the Mo family used to be the wife of the current emperor, and the emperor took good care of the Mo family, as long as the request was not excessive, he would agree.

But Mo Linyuan's face was not so pretty.

Xianyu sighed: "Let the imperial physician take a look, it's the kindness of grandfather."

Everyone is here, so what can I do if I don't show it?
Mo Linyuan took out the box containing the Duan inkstone, and took the box to a study room opposite.

"Mr. Mo!" The imperial physician stood up.

Mo Linyuan bowed to the imperial physician, took out the Duan inkstone directly, handed it to the imperial physician, and said, "Thank you, imperial physician Zhang, this is a little kindness."

"This..." Imperial Physician Zhang did not dare to accept it, and said, "Young Master Mo, to tell you the truth, I heard Mrs. Mo talk about your condition, and I am not sure of curing it. It's just that the emperor has spoken, and I I have to come, so... such a good thing, I can't accept it."

"I know it can't be cured, I know it in my heart." Mo Linyuan didn't take back the Duan inkstone, but still maintained the posture of sending the inkstone, and said: "But I am the grandson of Mo's family, and my illness must be cured."

"Ah...? This...!" Didn't this embarrass him.

The emperor ordered that if it could not be cured, but he said it was cured, wouldn't it make him commit the crime of deceiving the emperor?

Doctor Zhang is timid, he absolutely dare not.

"Mr. Mo, you are embarrassing me!"

"Physician Zhang, sit down first!" Mo Linyuan said lightly, "Sit down first, and take my pulse!"

Doctor Zhang nodded and calmly sat down opposite him.

Mo Linyuan stretched out his arm to let him feel his pulse.

Doctor Zhang's face became serious when he touched it.

As he expected, from the pulse point of view, there is nothing wrong with his body.

He just knew, how could it be possible to detect this kind of strange disease just by looking, hearing and asking?

He is a doctor who treats common diseases, how could he cure such a disease?
(End of this chapter)