The enchanting master is very charming

Chapter 384: If you don’t eat, you will be eaten (1)
The foodie stretched out his hand and blocked Mo Ruyan's face.

The little blood-red snake stopped suddenly just before it bit it, raised its head, and stared blankly at the boy who could call out its name.

"Magic Red! I am Liushuang! Dad's Liushuang!" said the foodie with red eyes in a low voice but solemnly.

"Hiss, hiss..." The little snake named Mohong suddenly raised its head and poked the snake letter, hissing a few times, and then quickly jumped up the foodie's arm, Liushuang, its young master is back!

Mohong rubbed the foodie's wrist intimately, watching the crowd feel sad. Sometimes, the most loyal ones are not the subordinates, but the little animals who are considered cold-hearted.

"This is a genius doctor, I specially asked him to diagnose my father!" Chihuo explained to Mohong in a low voice, hoping that it would no longer stop Mo Ruyan's movements.

Mo Hong stared at Mo Ruyan for a long time, before wrapping around the foodie's wrist to show her trust in him.

Seeing it like this, the foodie just nodded to Mo Ruyan.No wonder the ancestral hall was full of poisonous insects but they couldn't penetrate into Dad's body. It turned out that Mo Hong had been protecting Dad's surroundings.

Mo Ruyan got a hint, and just reached out to touch the wrist of the former patriarch in the coffin.Then he checked it carefully, and then retracted his hand.He looked back solemnly at the people staring at him one by one.

The other people were also panicked, couldn't they cure the poison?Especially foodie, panicked.

"Master Mo, is that dad..." The foodie couldn't continue asking, but ran to the coffin, trying to reach out to shake his dad's hand, but Mo Ruyan stopped him halfway.

Mo Ruyan stuffed a elixir into the foodie's mouth, and then let go of his hand, "This poison is contagious, so don't touch it casually! It's okay now!"

The foodie glanced at him gratefully, then reached out and held his father's hand tightly. "Abba! I'm sorry, Liushuang is not filial. Not only did he suffer such torture, but he also kept avoiding his hometown, Liushuang..."

"It's not your fault!" Murong Zhen put her hand on his shoulder, what can a seven or eight year old child do to save his father's life? "Ruyan, is it really not curable?"

"Huh? No!" Mo Ruyan looked at everyone with a puzzled look on his face, "Although it's a bit difficult, it's not hopeless!"

"Then what are you doing with that big black face?" The three of them bombarded in unison, seeming to scare them.

Mo Ruyan was shocked and took a step back, and then he stammered and explained: "I... I didn't see your ugly faces, thinking that you felt sorry for his suffering, so I purposely kept my face sombre to show that People have suffered a lot!"

Everyone's minds were relaxed, only Choi Hoo was in pain, but thinking that it was not impossible to save, his heart was still relaxed.

"Father, wake up quickly, look at me! Your Liushuang has grown up! You can take care of those who bully us!" The foodie said to the middle-aged man lying in the coffin.

Murong Zhen looked at this man, due to long-term poisoning, his body was thin and emaciated, only his handsome face could be seen as a foodie, but it was also because of the poisoning that his face was dull and slightly blue.

"You should treat it quickly!" Murong Zhen tugged at Mo Ruyan's sleeve and said anxiously.

Mo Ruyan rubbed his nose, then took out a elixir from his bosom and handed it to the foodie, "Take this for him first, although it can't completely detoxify, it can relieve his pain!"

When the foodie heard this, he quickly took the elixir and carefully served the unconscious person to take it.The foodie didn't feel relieved until he saw him swallow it.

"I developed the antidote when I went back. I just need some medicinal materials. I don't know where..." Mo Ruyan said. After all, I didn't bring so many medicinal materials with me when I was away from home.

"You forgot!" Murong Zhen reminded, "We collected so many herbs in Tianzhao Country that time, but they were all stored in my treasure box!"

Mo Ruyan also remembered, "Yes, I forgot about that matter! With those medicinal materials, we don't have to worry about it!"

Both Si Linyuan and the foodie showed reassuring smiles, "That's good!"

"Then let's go back first! Find out the antidote first!" Murong Zhen said, how worried is she now, she is still unconscious, why not get out the antidote and wake her up.

"Well, let's go back!" Understanding Murong Zhen's thoughts, Si Linyuan also agreed.

The foodie glanced at his father worriedly, but when he saw his father whose face was slightly rosy because of taking the medicine, the foodie also became ruthless and let's go!If you can't bear it, you will make big plans. The more this is the case, the more you can't be impatient and ruin things.

The four left the ancestral hall quietly again, and the guards still stood upright, as if they hadn't noticed the wind.

"How? How? Is there a way to save your father!" As soon as he returned to the foodie's grandfather's house, before he could take a breath, an old man in a white robe ran over in a hurry, strangled the foodie's collar and asked, An impatient look.

"Father, let go, let go!" The middle-aged man who followed anxiously broke his father's hand, "You will strangle Liushuang to death!"

Hearing this, the old man let go of his hand just now, and stared at his grandson awkwardly with a smile, "Hahaha... hurry! hurry! I missed it for a while!"

The foodie smiled and didn't mind.

"Old man! Who is in charge of your house now, and who is that woman?" Murong Zhen asked, since she came, she had to settle everything for the foodie.There can be no threat of any kind.

"I'm asking about my son-in-law, who..." For some reason, when he met Murong Zhen, the old man tended to blow his beard and stare.

Murong Zhen rolled her eyes, "You can mess around, don't come to us when something happens!"

"Hmph!" The old man didn't take it seriously. Didn't this girl ask them for Jimo, Shengkui?That is their sacred object, a symbol of commanding the Seven Divisions.

"Grandpa, the boss can save Dad!" the foodie said.

"Whether it can be saved or not..." The old man stopped in the middle of his yelling loudly, "Can she cure your father?"

(End of this chapter)