Flourishing age's Medical concubine

A few days later, young master Xiange, who had not seen for a long time, did appear in the army. It's only more than three months before and after a trip outside the pass. Young master Xiange is going and returning soon. It's just that the charming and handsome young master has been a little tired and haggard because of the dust. Obviously, he is also very hard these days.

Xiange did not directly meet with the Yan King's army in Pengcheng, but turned to Chenzhou army to see Wei Junmo.

In the big tent, childe Xiange took a sip of green tea and just looked up at childe Wei sitting on the main seat with a handsome face and said, "childe I'm running around outside. You're very leisurely." weijunmo didn't care about him, but asked, "have you found the antidote?"

Young master Xiange snorted, "I personally did it. What can't be found? But..."

Wei Junmo raised his eyebrows and motioned him to say something directly.

Childe Xiange said, "my suggestion is that you'd better wait until the war subsides."

"Very troublesome?" Wei Junmo was not surprised and asked calmly.

Young master Xiange sneered, "it might not have been so troublesome, but who makes your uncle love to die? I really think I'm an immortal who can live dead people's flesh and bones? Do you think it's the same to mend a dress for the first time as for the second time and the third time? Young master Xiange told you that even if the internal injury and poison of the king of Yan are cured, if he can live beyond 60, I'll kick his head for you."

Wei Junmo frowned slightly, "there's no other way?"

Young master Xiange smiled maliciously at him, "yes, you go to heaven to ask for the immortal gold pill. I'm a doctor, not a mender. I'm not responsible for changing a pile of junk back to your original appearance." Wei Junmo nodded, but didn't embarrass him. Although he doesn't know medical skills, he is a martial artist. He still knows something about people's body. Some injuries are indeed irreparable and irreparable. It has nothing to do with the doctor's medical skills. It is irreversible injury.

"Detoxification, what's the problem?"

Childe Xiange said with a frozen eyebrow, "I really found the medicine that can restrain the demon huahongtan. But the king of Yan's internal injury and body simply can't bear such medicine. At that time, master, martial uncle Mo'er and you and I need to be present at the same time. Protect his heart with internal power. Otherwise, I'm afraid the king of Yan will die before the poison is solved."

Wei Junmo sighed slightly, looked at the childe Xiange and said, "please."

Young master Xiange raised his eyebrows in surprise. He and Wei Junmo were always wrong. It's really a rare experience for Wei Junmo to thank him in person in such a low voice. With a light hum, young master Xiange proudly said, "I'm for Mo'er."

After finishing the body of King Yan, master Xiange paid attention to the military camp. At this time, there was peace in the big tent, but the sound of killing and cutting kept coming from a distance. Obviously someone is attacking Yundu. "Don't you mean you are in a hurry to attack the city? Why are you the coach sitting in the big tent? Who is the leader in front?"

Wei Junmo said, "read far."

"That monk?" Xian Ge frowned. He was not very familiar with Nian, but only a few sides. Occasionally, I met a nodding friendship in the Yan Wang army. I didn't even say a few words. Wei Junmo drooped his eyes and asked, "what do you think of nianyuan?"

String song doesn't understand, "read far? I don't know him well."

Wei Junmo said, "don't you think it's strange that you don't know him well?"

"What's so strange? I don't like him, and he doesn't like me. Naturally, I don't know him well." Xiange said, but he was reminded by Wei Junmo. Xiange really had a strange feeling in his heart. He has no grievances with Nian. Why should he look at Nian far from pleasing his eyes? That said, in a military camp of a powerful man, he and nianyuan should be the most able to talk together. However, master Xiange is more familiar with the Deputy generals around King Yan than with Nian. Originally, I just thought I was too lazy to care and read far, and the string song childe didn't think much. But now think about it, it's clear that I'm far from hating him.

He alienates a person without trace, and the string song childe is also very good at it. But he never thought that one day this move would be used by others on himself.

"Interesting." childe Xiange touched his chin, raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Junmo and said, "what do you suspect about the monk?" Xiange asked himself that he still knew something about Wei Junmo. For no reason, he certainly wouldn't say such nonsense to himself.

Wei Junmo said faintly, "when did you first see nianyuan?"

"This..." childe Xian Ge thought about it carefully and said, "it seems that it was eight or nine years ago? The monk... Looked sick. I thought he was going to die."

"Have you diagnosed his pulse?" Wei Junmo picked his eyebrow.

Young master Xiange shook his head. "At that time, he was seriously injured and lost too much blood. He couldn't even walk. He was carried by several little monks. I wasn't interested in this little injury and disease. I gave a bottle of blood tonic." the reason why I remember is that as a monk, nianyuan's face is really too outstanding. Even at that time, he didn't know that the half dead monk was the famous master nianyuan. At that time, young and frivolous childe Xiange was naturally not interested in a sick monk met by the roadside, let alone compassionate.

Wei Junmo asked, "do you think it's the same person you met at that time?"

Young master Xiange raised his eyebrows, smiled and said, "just like the beauty's face around your uncle is absolutely false. I'm sure that the skin on nianyuan's face must have grown by himself. Don't be jealous of him. You look better than him... Er, I didn't say when I was a young master."

He leaned lazily in his chair. "So, do you really doubt the monk? How dare you let him lead the army?"

Wei Junmo raised his eyes, "why not? He will not only lead the troops well, but also help me take Yundu."

"Oh? So sure?" the string song raised his eyebrow.

"Because he thinks that the current situation is better for him if Youzhou army wins." Wei Junmo said faintly.

Young master Xiange got up. "Interesting. Since you say so, I'm free these days, I'll meet the monk."

"Be careful yourself." Wei Junmo said, "if you were planted in his hands, I wouldn't save you."

Young master Xiange xuanmei said slightly, "it doesn't matter. Your highness King Yan will bury me. I'm very relieved." even for the sake of King Yan, Wei Junmo won't let him be in danger, will he. And... Is Wei Junmo saying that he might as well read the monk far away?!

After the army outside Yundu City, nianyuan and Xiao Qianwei sat on horseback and looked at the war ahead. Xiao Qianwei frowned slightly and said, "master, the enemy's defense is so tight. We don't have much time left." Nian yuan smiled and said, "don't worry, young monk. Since I have made a military order in front of young master Wei, the clouds will break in half a month."