The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 131 Chronic toxins in the blood

"However, it seems that the patient you asked me to see is not him! Where is the patient?"

It was getting late, and Mo Qingcheng just wanted to see the patient and go home to sleep. Tomorrow would be the day when she would return to the Mo Mansion in the west of the city and return to her territory.

Di Jiuyang didn't speak, Situ Qi took out a bottle containing blood, handed it to Mo Qingcheng, and whispered.

"Can you cure this poison?"

Mo Qingcheng took the bottle, the blood inside was dark red, but there was a tinge of blackness, it seemed to be a chronic poison, and I am afraid that he has been taking this poison all year round, and the poison has penetrated into the blood little by little, otherwise it would be too late. Not one with blood.

As soon as he got the blood, Mo Qingcheng couldn't say anything, but put the bottle away and spoke seriously.

"I won't be able to tell you the answer until I go back to experiment, and chronic poison is the most difficult to cure. Now that the poison is so deep, I'm afraid it has damaged the foundation and vitality."

Hearing Mo Qingcheng's words, Situ Qi became more and more convinced of Mo Qingcheng's medical skills. Just by looking at it, he knew that it was a chronic poison, so powerful.

"Xiao Qingcheng, then you must take a good look at it, this person is very important to my brother, please trouble you."

Situ Qi knew that there might be hope, so he returned to his idle manner.

But Mo Qingcheng saw a hopeful but faint light in Situ Qi's eyes.

I am afraid that I have seen too many doctors and got too much despair. Even though I know that Mo Qingcheng's medical skills are good, I can't believe it anymore. There is really a way, but I still don't give up.

When it comes to things like poison, Mo Qingcheng is much more serious. She doesn't look like a little girl at all, but like an old man who has practiced medicine for many years. She is serious and rigorous. Looking at Mo Qingcheng, I always feel that I can see it from Mo Qingcheng. A spirit that is dedicated, persistent, pious and sacred.

After hearing the two people finished talking, Di Jiuyang immediately spoke with a cold face.

"Show Situ the wound. You can use any kind of medicine as long as it is available in the palace."

After hearing Di Jiuyang's words, Situ Qi was very moved, and stepped forward to punch Di Jiuyang. A big man, he showed emotion.

"Thank you."

Although he received a thank you, but asked Mo Qingcheng to look at a man's body, even though he only looked at his chest, Di Jiuyang was still a little unhappy.

Walking into Situ Qi's room, Situ Qi looked at Di Jiuyang and at Mo Qingcheng. Suddenly, a man who had been among the flowers felt embarrassed. He wasted a long time looking at Mo Qingcheng, but he still didn't take off his clothes.

Mo Qingcheng was already very sleepy, seeing Situ Qi's swaying appearance of a big man, he immediately rolled his eyes.

Shouldn't it be her who should be shy?

But that's right, Mo Qingcheng never knew what shyness was.

Mo Qingcheng stepped forward, pulled off Situ Qi's belt, pushed him onto the bed, and pulled off Situ Qi's clothes, revealing his fair chest.

Situ Qi could only be stunned by Mo Qingcheng's tough look, and Di Jiuyang who was behind him turned black. If he didn't have to help Situ Qi see the wound, Di Jiuyang would definitely take him out.

No matter what the two men thought, Mo Qingcheng showed his professionalism on his own, and the expression on his face became cold and serious.

He touched Situ Qi's chest from behind and pressed it directly, and Situ Qi immediately exclaimed.

"Ah, it hurts."

Hearing this, Mo Qingcheng frowned, this is not a cure.

(End of this chapter)