The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 177
The man didn't ask much, just nodded.

Mo Qingcheng didn't care about the identity of the other party, anyway, when he stood up and proved that he was good at medicine, he also took care of it himself, so he couldn't save half of the life!

The man took off his shirt as if he was in the hall, and Mo Qingcheng put the silver needle aside and soaked it in purple liquid.

"It will hurt for a while, please bear with it."

The man's face was pale, and it was impossible to see whether he was afraid or not.

Mo Qingcheng waited for a while, then picked up the silver needle and stuck it directly on the man's body.

Because of the potion, there will be some stinging pain, but these potions will flow into the whole body along the veins to nourish the man's body.

Although the man is not a serious illness, he has not received good treatment. After so many years, the root cause of the disease has fallen.

No matter what the disease is, if it is not cured once, it will be quite troublesome the second time.

Half an hour passed, Mo Qingcheng took back the silver needle, but the man stood up.

"Miss Mo, I still have some things to do, so I have to leave first."

Mo Qingcheng's hand holding the silver needle paused, but he didn't expect that the man was more anxious than himself.

"You have already received acupuncture several times for your illness, and you only need to take it with the elixir, but you still need to be careful not to let the yin and qi flow into your body, so as to prevent the disease from recurring."

Hearing this, the man nodded, then turned and left.

Mo Qingcheng watched the man walk away gracefully, and only then remembered that he didn't seem to ask for a consultation fee.

The man also left early, and Mo Qingcheng still has work today.

That's the Tea Tasting Conference!
Although Mo Qingcheng has heard of the reputation of Princess Caihe, she has never met Princess Caihe. It just so happened that today, all the guests from Emperor Jiuyang's mansion can go together. This is also this morning, Mo Qingcheng heard another What the two guests said.

Originally, Mo Qingcheng was still thinking about how to participate, but now that there is such an opportunity, Mo Qingcheng will certainly not let it go!

After the man left, Mo Qingcheng changed his clothes and went back to the palace.

In the palace, several guests have already gathered together.

Because of the prevalence of medical skills in Beisheng Kingdom, there are usually a few exclusive doctors in high-school courtyards, and it is also for the convenience of people to see a doctor.

And everyone is willing to do such an errand, after all, they are all high-ranking officials and dignitaries. If they are cured, they will be given a lot of consultation fees, not to mention all kinds of rewards, and all kinds of precious medicinal materials can be used.

If it's a wild doctor outside, or sitting in the hall by yourself, obviously you have to pay for it yourself.

Entering the Gaomen compound, the salary is good, the benefits are good, and everyone naturally wants to come in.

Mo Qingcheng didn't know all of the guest officials in Di Jiuyang's mansion, and some of them were just heard by accident, such as Zhang Hao. Usually, everyone passed by at most and they were familiar with each other.

Because Mo Qingcheng is the only female guest in the residence of the Twelve Princes, in the eyes of these male officials, they obviously look down on Mo Qingcheng, and there is another reason why everyone looks down on Mo Qingcheng.

That is to say, other people squeezed their heads and passed five tests to get in, but Mo Qingcheng came in directly by airborne.

Whether it is in ancient times or in modern times, everyone has repulsion in their hearts.

Among them, the man who looked down on Mo Qingcheng the most was the man in gray clothes. He had the arrogance of a literati, and there was a hint of sharpness in his handsome appearance, which made people a little displeased.

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng was there, the man snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)