Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 67 Plan
"get out."

Ah Xing seemed to have guessed what Murong Jiujiu was going to do, and directly gave an order to the maidservant in a cold voice. The maidservant seemed to be terrified of Ah Xing, trembling, and ran out without looking back.

"Miss, do you still know medicine?"

Seeing that there were no outsiders, Axiu also joined her out of curiosity.

"Just scratching the surface." Murong didn't say anything deeply for a long time, then turned to Axiu and said, "Take out the silver needle I asked you to prepare earlier, and, Axing, you go out too."

Ah Xing was taken aback for a moment, not thinking that he would also become the target of expulsion in a blink of an eye, curled his lips, feeling a little aggrieved.

Axiu immediately taunted unceremoniously: "I didn't hear Miss's order, so hurry up and stand guard at the door."

Ah Xing just went out.

"Axiu, take off Wu Qingcheng's clothes, top," Murong Jiujiu turned to Axiu again.

Axiu didn't dare to be negligent, so she hurriedly followed suit. Over there, Murong Jiujiu had already sterilized the silver needles with high-temperature liquor, and applied them on Wu Qingcheng's pale and sickly body. The silver needles were held in Murong Jiujiu's hands hands, as if alive.

Walking through the acupoints, every time it is pierced into the flesh and the timing of pulling it out, there seems to be a rhythm, which is so fast that it makes people dazzled.

Axiu didn't know medical skills, so she could only watch with her eyes wide open. Soon, she discovered that Wu Qingcheng, who was in a coma, actually reacted, and a trace of pain appeared on her pale, lifeless face.

"Miss, she seems to be in pain..."

"Forcing the poison directly from the heart veins, she is in pain, but if it hurts, it means she is still alive," Murong Jiujiu smiled lightly, the acupuncture techniques in his hands became more and more fast and delicate, and finally, Wu Qingcheng, who was frowning in pain, suddenly wow He spat out a mouthful of dark blood.

Murong Jiujiu put away the silver needle just now, and ordered: "Find another clean quilt, and then order someone to boil a bowl of tonic medicine. She has been in a coma for several days, she is really too weak."

"Yes."

When Ah Xing returned to the house, Wu Qingcheng was unconscious on the couch, and there was a little more blood on his pale face.

"Miss, how did you do it?" Ah Xing's eyes widened, and she said in surprise, she never thought that the new favorite of the master is not only a female gentleman, but also has medical skills.

"Miss, don't tell him, let him guess for himself, if he can't figure it out, he will be sad to death, haha..." Axiu didn't miss the chance at all, and filled him in.

A Xing glared at her angrily.

Murong smiled for a long time.

Wu Qingcheng temporarily detoxified and drank the tonic medicine, and soon after a long sleep, she faintly opened her eyes. She obviously didn't know how long she had been in a coma, and said in a trance : "Is this the underworld?"

The voice was hoarse like a solitary lamp.

Murong Jiujiu was dressed in a gorgeous black dress of cloud satin, a small bamboo hat was placed on the top of his head, and a layer of hazy and graceful black gauze hung down. Sitting in front of the antique couch at this moment, he really felt a bit like a ghostly mansion, a sensual messenger.

But she said with a faint smile: "Wu Qingcheng, is it really worth committing suicide to protect a man who doesn't care about you?"

"...How could he ignore me? I said that once the incident happened, I would never drag him down," Wu Qingcheng's cloudy eyes were full of determination to see death as home.

And when talking about that person, her eyes overflowed with tenderness.

It's just that Murong Jiujiu couldn't help lamenting, "Knowing that it's a road of narrow escape, but still have the guts to do it, hehe, you idiot."

Wu Qingcheng, who was half asleep and half awake, finally woke up suddenly at this moment, looking at the mysterious black-clothed woman in front of the couch in disbelief, and said in shock: "This is not the underworld, and I am still alive? How could I be alive..."

"You have a big life, so you are alive."

If Murong Jiujiu had some doubts about Wu Qingcheng's relationship with the person behind the scenes before, then now he can be sure that they are really lovers, and their relationship seems not shallow.

"You, who are you?"

Wu Qingcheng quickly pointed the finger at Murong Jiujiu, but she was in a coma for several days, her whole body was really weak, and she was panting continuously even when she spoke a complete sentence.

But Murong Jiujiu no longer needed to pay attention to her anymore, he got up and went out, and ordered: "Look at her carefully, the number one dancer who is popular in the capital, it's a pity to die like this."

"Yes," the maid who had been outside the door immediately went into the room to take care of Wu Qingcheng.

"Miss, you actually revived the half-dead Wu Qingcheng?"

Ah Xing had to re-evaluate Murong Jiujiu again. You know, he had searched all the genius doctors in the capital before, and he only managed to hang Wu Qingcheng's life. He didn't want the young lady to make a move, and the world would be completely turned upside down. .

"Then what are we going to do next? Should we continue to sit on the sidelines?" Wu Qingcheng is the only clue of the person behind the scenes.

Murong shook his head for a long time, "That's definitely the most stupid way, it's better to lure the snake out of the hole than to wait for the rabbit."

Ah Xing was taken aback, "How to lure the snake out of the hole?"

Murong Jiujiu thought for a while, then raised his eyes, just in time to see Axiu standing on the wooden pier of the promenade, teasing the colorful sparrow, her dark eyes flashed, as if thinking of something, immediately took it to heart .

Question: "A Xing, how much power can I use now?"

"The three thousand shadow guards in the Princess Liyang's mansion are at your disposal, and the cash on the books of all the properties in the capital is at your disposal," A Xing said lightly, repeating what his master had said before.

Murong Jiujiu squinted his eyes and smiled, opened his red lips lightly, and said slowly: "From now on, let's make a big publicity outside. Three days later, Wu Qingcheng, the number one dancer in the capital, will openly invite friends to dance and recommend her own pillow seat. Those who are destined will not receive any money. .”

"what!"

Almost none of Axiu, who was teasing Caique, staggered and fell to the ground, and said in amazement: "But miss, it is impossible for Wu Qingcheng to dance again. She is saying, with her current physical condition, how can she recommend herself as a pillow mat?"

Murong Jiujiu smiled and said: "Who said that Wu Qingcheng must dance in person, we are just borrowing her name, and then find someone to pretend to be, the person behind the scenes and Wu Qingcheng are lovers, we must not bear the heart that she really recommends herself , it will appear naturally, wouldn't it be good to catch the current situation?"

"This is what the lady said about leading the snake out of the hole?" Ah Xing frowned, as if he didn't agree.

"Isn't this plan interesting?" Murong Jiujiu raised the corners of his bright red lips in a strange way, and ordered: "From today onwards, you will be in charge of arranging the venue at Fengyuefang. When the time comes, the shadow guards will be disguised as guests. This is an opportunity to be watertight, understand?"

"But," Axiu was also confused: "Wu Qingcheng is the number one dancer in the capital, but Gai is not. It is said that she has excellent dancing skills. It is not easy to find someone to pretend to be her."

(End of this chapter)