Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

The steward whispered in his heart, why did such a fairy-like Zhuoran receive such a medicine boy? But Mr. Nine was the chief doctor, and he just said these words in his heart. Respectful on the face: "Two please."

The long man was also very polite and walked ahead, but if he looked closely, the hem of his robe was slightly empty, and he walked along the road.

The medicine boy walked two steps quickly to keep up, and made a gesture toward the road master where the housekeeper couldn't see it.

The head of the road calmly jaw, the two continued to walk towards the main hospital.

In the suburbs at the same time, two people with their coats squirmed like insects on two trees, their mouths were blocked, and they shouted, but no one answered.

Lou Qingwu, dressed as a long man, walked into the main courtyard. The steward led the way, and walked around the long Jiuqu corridor. There were many bends. The whole main courtyard was like a maze. At last, the steward stopped. Outside a room: "Let's go in, the owner is waiting inside."

"Um." Lou Qingwu answered indifferently.

Qian Qian, dressed as a drug boy, opened the door and saw Ruan Xiuren sitting on the main seat. When he saw them, he immediately stood up. "You are finally here, Master Dang, but let Ruanmou wait."

"Master Ruan, where is the patient?"

When Lou Qingwu opened the door, Ruan Xiuren froze for a moment, and then he was pleased, "Ruanmou will take the Taoist here."

After speaking, turned around and walked towards the inner room. Lou Qingwu followed Ruan Xiuren, and as soon as he walked into the inner room, a scent of fragrance struck, and there was a smoke in the incense burner in the corner, and a long one was placed in the middle. The screen blocked the people on the bed. Just vaguely seeing a person lying on it, Lou Qingwu frowned unconsciously.

Ruan Xiuren looked back at this scene and explained: "It is inconvenient for insiders to see people, and I hope the chief may not be surprised."

Lou Qingwu: "This is natural. I wonder if Mrs. Zhuang was sick?"

"The insider has been in a coma for several days, just like falling asleep, but many doctors can't find out what kind of illness is, so they took the liberty to ask the Dao to come over."

"Oh? Has this happened before?"

Ruan Xiuren hesitated and nodded: "It happened once many years ago."

Lou Qingwu lowered his eyes and blocked the flash of light from his eyes. "Didn't this happen again during this period?"

Ruan Xiuren shook his head. "The insider has been very good all these years. Only this time, I don't know why he suddenly said that he was in a coma." Even if he knew it was Ruan Zhen's problem, he didn't dare to ask it openly. . At that time, in order to get Ning'er, he used so many methods, and finally left people around, but he never thought that such a hidden danger was still left.

"Well, I know." Lou Qingwu responded, turned around, and the medicine boy dressed as a thousand faces immediately took out the medicine box on his back, opened it, and Lou Qingwu took out a piece of silver from the inside. Silk, then handed it to Ruan Xiuren, "Put this head on Mrs. Zun's pulse, take a look first."

"Yes." Ruan Xiuren responded again and again, a rare softness on his hard face, walked quickly and pressed the silver wire on his wrist.

Lou Qingwu listened carefully to the film Xu, half a moment, frowned deeply.

Thousands of faces looked at this, knowing that things are not good.

But in front of Ruan Xiuren's face, he couldn't say anything. Ruan Xiuren had strength inside, and he felt it as soon as he saw Ruan Xiuren. He couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't hear the voice, closed his mouth, didn't say anything, just waited quietly.

Before long, Lou Qingwu dragged the silver wire and collected it.

Ruan Xiuren came out from behind the screen and saw Lou Qingwu's complexion, his expression on his face also dignified: "Dr. Tao, is the situation not optimistic?"

Lou Qingwu handed the silver wire to Qiannian, then raised her head expressionlessly and looked at Ruan Xiuren: "Mrs. Zun is not sick, but poisoned."

Ruan Xiuren's eyebrows fluttered, and there was a flash of light under his eyes: "Do you know what poison is?" After so long, he invited so many doctors, this is the first to see that Ning'er is actually poisoned, not suffering. Find out the cause of the disease.

Lou Qingwu instructed Qian Nian to arrange the medicine box, and then turned around and said, "What poison can't be detected only by hanging wire diagnosis. Since Mrs. Zun can't see people, I can't help but say goodbye!" Ruan Xiuren turned the opportunity to speak and turned away.

Where did Ruan Xiuren let her go, he quickly blocked the door, "Master Dao, please stay!"

Lou Qingwu raised his eyelids. "What else does the Ruan owner ask?"

"This, in fact, is not invisible. Now that the Taoist Chief has seen the poison, he also hopes that the Taoist Chief can help Ruan to find out what the poison is."

Lou Qingwu nodded indifferently, "I will do my best."

"Just, Ruan has another request."

"The Lord Ruan said."

"I hope that after meeting the insider, the mayor will not talk about it."

Lou Qingwu's pupils narrowed, "This is natural."

"Then ... please."

I just hope that his decision is not wrong this time. He has been impatient with Ruan Zhen's requirements. If Ning Er's poison can be solved once, he is willing to bet once.

Lou Qingwu didn't know Ruan Xiuren's thoughts behind her. She took the medicine box in Qiannian's hand, walked around the screen and slowly walked towards the bed. In her mind, she couldn't even tell what she was feeling now.

Until she stood in front of the bed, she looked down at the beautiful woman on the bed.

With her eyes closed, she lay there quietly, except for her pale face, as if she were asleep.

Lou Qingwu's shaking **** made Ruan Xiuren who followed him frowned strangely, approached a little, couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Tao, what's the problem?"

Lou Qingwu shook his head, "No."

Lowering his eyes indifferently, covering his eyes, Lou Qingwu took the pulse again for Mrs. Nine, but even though she was sure, she couldn't help feeling that Ruan Zhen was cruel and her lips were tightly pinched, looking cold. Ruan Xiuren looked at it, feeling tense, holding his breath and looking at it. After a scent of incense, Lou Qingwu retracted his hand, looked at Mrs. Nine's face and tongue coating, and then lowered her eyes. Now. "

"What is it?"

Lou Qingwu paused for a moment before sighing, "The name is called" The Thousand Days Drunk. "

"Huh?" Ruan Xiuren froze. "Poison? Is it difficult to solve?"

Lou Qingwu turned and walked out. She couldn't see Ruan Xiuren, her hand was held up fiercely, and her hatred for Ruan Zhen deepened a little. When she was outside, she calmly said: Difficult, but there are three kinds of poisons in the world that are insoluble. One, half-day extinction; two, thousands of insects; and the third ... is a thousand drunk. "