After rebirth, I became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 145 Diagnosis
Mo Bici saw Dr. Yang sniffing and tasting the pile of medicinal residues and black medicinal juice, but didn't speak, and immediately became anxious.

"Doctor Yang, what's the matter?"

Dr. Yang put down the dregs of the medicine, stood up, bowed and said, "This medicine is just a good medicine for eliminating fire, not a medicine for impatience and death in three months."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Bici blurted out, "Impossible, did you make a mistake in the inspection?"

Mo Jinghao also raised his head in surprise, and almost said the words "impossible".

Doctor Yang's face was a little dark: "I'm not too old to recognize the nature of medicine."

"I'll check it myself." Mo Bici stepped forward in disbelief, squatting down for a while to check.

As a result, her complexion also changed, and she checked repeatedly several times.

She kept murmuring: "Impossible, how could there be no impatience medicine and Sanyueshi, obviously..."

"Ahem." Mo Jinghao coughed up blood in time and interrupted her.

Mo Bici suddenly stood up, pointed at Mo Yunzhao, "You must have replaced the medicine residue."

Mo Yunzhao smiled, "So?"

She had someone change the medicine a long time ago, but of course it couldn't be found out.

"My father can definitely be detected. Doctor Yang, go and get my father's pulse." Mo Bici ordered.

Doctor Yang's face darkened again, but he just looked up at Ling Yongnian.

Ling Yongnian nodded, "Go ahead, make sure City Lord Mo is innocent."

He did this, first, to make Mo Yunzhao change his mind about him; second, to let Mo Bilian, who was far away at the Holy Gate, know that he has more choices, not her.

Dr. Yang stepped forward to take Mo Jinghao's pulse, and checked again and again in disbelief, but he was still not sure.

Mo Bici asked anxiously again: "Doctor Yang, how is my father?"

Doctor Yang glanced at Ling Yongnian, and then said, "I'll see you again, old man."

Mo Yunzhao chuckled lightly: "This Mo Jinghao is not a woman, could it be that his current illness is more difficult to diagnose than Huamai?"

The slippery pulse is the happy pulse.

This is laughing at Mo Jinghao, and even at Doctor Yang's incompetence!
She also disliked Ling Yongnian's people.

Doctor Yang's expression darkened immediately.

There are too few people who know how to heal, but whoever knows how to do medicine is respected and held in high esteem?

What's more, with a famous doctor like him, who would dare to laugh at him like this?

She knew that with a word from him now, he could make things even harder for her.

Ling Yongnian asked aloud: "Old Yang, how is he?"

Dr. Yang didn't want to check his pulse carefully for a diagnosis.

He withdrew his hand, "I'm not sick, and I'm not poisoned, just get angry and internal heat, take a few days of gunpowder, and take care of the internal injury."

Mo Yunzhao smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Did you hear that?"

Mo Yunlan and Fu Liu both looked confused, how could they not be poisoned?
Obviously she...

very strange.

Mo Jinghao and Mo Bici were stunned, and hurriedly said, "Impossible! Doctor Yang, did you make a wrong diagnosis?"

Mo Jinghao knew it in his heart, he drank the impatience medicine every day, no matter what he said, he had to find out.

He didn't drink the antidote for the past two days.

Moreover, he also ate chronic poison.

So it is impossible to have no symptoms at all.

This time, Doctor Yang's face became even darker.

"The old man has been in Moyang City for decades, the only time he made a wrong diagnosis was when he made a wrong diagnosis of a woman's pulse. Is he a woman?"

Mo Jinghao came back to his senses and wanted to explain, but when he thought about his situation, he couldn't speak with his mouth open.

Mo Bici looked embarrassed, "No, that's not what we meant. You see, the medicine dregs you took away were identified by you. My father drank that medicine, but now you say you're not sick?"

(End of this chapter)