Flourishing age's Medical concubine

Young master Xiange didn't say any more, so he bowed his hand and said goodbye. Nangong Mo Lian hurriedly said, "I'll take elder martial brother out."

Xiao Qianchi also said, "I'll also send you Xiange childe."

String song waved his hand and said, "no, I'm afraid the son of the world won't be free. Just let Mo'er send me out."

Seeing him like this, Xiao Qianchi had to give up. In addition to King Yan's residence, Nangong Mo just asked, "what's up, senior brother? Is king Yan okay?"

Young master Xiange raised his eyebrows. "It's all right? Hehe... The king of Yan has a big deal."

"How to say?" Nangong Mo frowned. When she felt the pulse, she really didn't find out what was wrong with the Yan King's body. Childe Xiange glanced at her and walked slowly outside the city. Nangong Mo had no choice but to catch up, "elder martial brother... Elder martial brother, what happened to King Yan."

Childe Xiange turned to look at her and said, "the king of Yan is poisoned."

"Impossible!" Nangong Mo said flatly. If Yan Wang was poisoned, how could she not know?

Childe Xiange rolled his eyes. "It's impossible. Why do you ask me?" Nangong Mo came back to his senses and apologized quickly. "Elder martial brother, I was wrong. I was wrong... I'm not too shocked." you can doubt anything. You must not doubt elder martial brother's medical skills.

Looking at her eagerly looking at her appearance, young master Xiange snorted and said, "you don't know or wonder. If you hadn't given him a dream, I might not have seen it."

"What do you say?" Nangong Mo frowned.

Childe Xiange said, "I once saw a kind of flowers and plants in bitter and cold places that look like Epiphyllum, but the color is blood red. The locals call it demon flowers. Because this kind of flowers will lift up a light red fog in the blooming season. As long as they accidentally inhale this smoke, they will never go back alive."

"This kind of flower is highly poisonous? But the current situation of King Yan..." what I said to elder martial brother is not consistent at all.

Young master Xiange glanced at younger martial sister contemptuously, "I once saved a man who inhaled this poisonous smoke. When he woke up, he told me he had a dream. He dreamed of a place like an immortal, and he became the king there. Everyone listened to him. There were endless gold, silver and jewelry, countless delicacies and countless beautiful women. I thought it was all right, but when I came back after a while When I was there, people told me that he was dead, because on the third day I left, he ran back to that place by himself, and finally starved to death next to the Pearl demon flower. "

I'll go... That's OK.

Nangong Mo blinked and looked at his elder martial brother sincerely, "elder martial brother, I'm stupid. Just tell me what happened to King Yan."

Xiange couldn't help but reach out and clapped on the forehead. She was not angry and said: "I didn't think of this at first. After all, it's something that only exists in the bitter and cold place in the far north, and it can't grow in the Central Plains. However, when I just solved your dream of Huangliang for King Yan, I smelled a faint aroma. If I remember correctly, it was the flavor of demon flower. The Huangliang dream I configured has a certain similar effect to demon flower, but it's the best way to sleep It's just that the ingredients are bigger. People wake up naturally after time, and it won't have any impact on people themselves. It's estimated that the two medicinal properties collide, so the smell of demon flowers appears. Otherwise, spices are still burning in that room. Even you and I may not be able to smell that smell. "

Nangong Mo stroked his forehead with a headache. "It's useless even if I smell it. I probably just think it's a special spice used by Gong Xiao butterfly. The pulse of King Yan is the same."

Childe Xiange said, "who says there's nothing different? Isn't weakness and fatigue different? Do you really think the old injury of the Yan king is still beautiful? Can I prescribe the prescription myself?"

Nangong Morton was a little wilted. Childe Xiange proudly said, "go back and study hard. Medical skills will not advance or retreat."

Nangong Mo turns a blind eye. I specialize in trauma... Well, I didn't find that King Yan was poisoned this time. She lost.

While talking, they were already in addition to the gate of Youzhou. Nangong Mo Ningmei said, "since senior brother said that King Yan was poisoned by demon flowers, why didn't he indulge in dreams all day, but it was no different from normal?"

Young master Xiange shook his head, "I studied this stuff for a few days, but it was useless except to harm people. Moreover, I hurried back to the Central Plains, and it couldn't be cultivated in the Central Plains, so I threw it aside. However, if it was harvested and dried and refined, the fragrance wouldn't hurt people. It's likely that someone used it to develop some medicine. This demon flower tastes very delicious In particular, I can't remember wrong. "

"What should I do now?" Nangong Mo sighed.

Childe Xiange said, "go and ask what symptoms the king of Yan has. At present, there is really no problem except to make his pulse a little weak. If you follow this speed, it will take at least seven or eight years to kill the king of Yan. Who is so free? There are many medicines that can work quickly in my hand."

Nangong Mo shrugged and said, "well, I'll see my uncle again. Elder martial brother, the demon flower..."

Young master Xiange waved his hand and said, "I'll think about it again." after thinking about it, he took a small porcelain vase from his arms and threw it over, saying, "take it to the king of Yan."

"What is this?" Nangong Mo didn't understand, and there was no name written on the bottle.

Childe Xiange said, "this is not medicine. Put it in your pocket or sleeve bag. As long as he continues to use demon flowers, the smell of flowers will become strong. You can have a look at it at that time."

"OK, thank you, elder martial brother." Nangong Mo put it away.

Young master Xiange looked at the younger martial sister in front of him and sighed: "I always think... There is a big trouble in King Yan's residence. Mo'er, do you really want to get involved in these things?" the demon flower is far away in the bitter cold of the extreme north, and it grows very little. Someone can poison the king of Yan from thousands of miles away, obviously not to poison the king of Yan immediately. The identity of King Yan is valuable. I don't know how many intrigues and intrigues are involved. Similarly, it also shows that the identity forces behind the scenes are only extraordinary.

Nangong Mo smiled and said, "don't worry, senior brother. I'll be fine. Besides, if it's true, I won't be polite to senior brother."

"Go away!" said the young master Xiange unhappily.

Nangong Mo smiled and waved the medicine bottle in his hand and said, "then I won't send it to senior brother. Senior brother, go slowly."

Young master Xiange's sword eyebrows were slightly raised. Before he could speak, Nangong Mo flew away towards the city, and a faint laugh came from a distance, "senior brother, you've always been angry recently. Be careful when you're old, you'll scare your red confidants."

Looking at someone's figure disappearing in the distance, childe Xiange secretly grinds: who am I always angry about?! What a heartless girl!