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Chapter 121 He made the medicine himself

Nan Qing stayed in the 22 space for a long time. During the chat, Nan Qing once again felt the magic of this world.

Nan Qing looked at the time and said, "Er Er, send me out. I should wake up soon."

"good."

The light screen clicked on 22 and Nan Qing disappeared in an instant.

Er Er looked at the half-empty lounge chair and a smile appeared on his cold little face. It felt good. It felt good to have more people in the space.

Although it cannot meet its friends, it can meet its host.

Er Er's satisfaction with Nan Qing as the host has increased a lot.



Nan Qing lay unconscious on the bed, and her clothes had been changed by the maid. The maid was kneeling beside the bed and wiping her cheek with a warm handkerchief.

Nan Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes. She seemed to be uncomfortable and was a little slow when she opened her eyes.

The maid was overjoyed immediately when she found out that she had woken up. The leader had just checked and found that the saint had not woken up, and his expression turned very bad.

"Holy girl, you finally woke up. Are you feeling unwell? I'll go and ask the seventh elder to come over."

Nan Qing opened her eyes and looked around with a frown. She felt a little dizzy, probably because her soul had left her body.

"Hel me up."

"Holy girl, please go and ask the seventh elder first. You have been poisoned and it is not advisable to move your body." The maid suggested.

"Poisoned?"

Nan Qing seemed confused as to why his body was poisoned. Why was he poisoned?

Er Er looked at the picture on the light screen. The reason why it likes Nan Qing is probably because she has superb acting skills and can complete the task smoothly.

Nan Qing's acting skills are impeccable, and the acting skills of the task host are a must-have these days.

The maid went out, she should have asked Mo Xing to stop.

Sure enough, after a while, hurried footsteps were heard, and Mo Xingsha hurriedly came in. As he came in, he could smell the smell of medicine coming from his body.

Why does this person have such a strong smell of medicine?

Could it be that he was boiling medicine, which is why he smelled so much of medicine?

Mo Xingsha looked at the pale woman on the bed. He quickly walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, lowering his head and asking, "Wen Renyun, do you feel any discomfort?"

Facing his concern, Nan Qing was still a little unaccustomed to it. She hesitated and said, "I feel dizzy. My internal energy is in chaos. My maid just said that I have been poisoned. What's going on?"

"I don't know. The seventh elder took your pulse and said you were poisoned. Fortunately, the poisoning is not serious and will not be life-threatening. It will just be a little uncomfortable. If you cooperate well and take medicine, you can suppress these uncomfortable reactions." Mo Xingsha

Telling lies with your eyes open.

I don’t know? Wasn’t it him who poisoned her? Nan Qing cursed in his heart.

Nan Qing frowned: "You really don't know why I was poisoned?"

Mo Xingcha's desire to kill her was ready to come out, and he was poisoned, so he must be the first to suspect her.

Mo Xingsha also frowned and said, "Do you suspect that I am trying to harm you? Am I that kind of treacherous person? Even if I want to kill you, I will kill you openly and openly. There is no need to poison you."

He said without blushing and out of breath, but after he finished speaking, he still looked suspiciously at the woman on the bed.

He continued: "The last time you went crazy, I didn't take advantage of others' danger. How could I poison you? Moreover, I tried my best to heal you when you were poisoned and passed out. If I wanted to kill you, I would have done all these things.

It’s a good time, but I didn’t do that.”

"oh."

"..."

The reply this time was perfunctory. Mo Xingsha carefully observed her expression and found that she was no longer suspicious, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Xingsha saw her quilt slipping down and reached out to help her hold the quilt.

Nan Qing's eyes scanned his movements.

"Mo Xingsha, do you like me?"

Mo Xingsha squeezed the quilt's hand, his eyes flashed quickly, and he smiled solemnly: "Wen Renyun, do you suffer from delusional disorder? Or are you poisoned and have the sequelae of fantasy."

"Then why are you so nice to me? You became obsessed with me to protect the law, you came to help heal me when I was poisoned, and now you are making me a quilt?" Her charming eyes slid over his hand.

Mo Xingsha took his hand back.

"You are overthinking. I just don't want you to die suddenly. Otherwise, others will think you are the murderer of me. I will not take the blame for this."

"Don't you want me to die?"

"That's right, so I want to kill you openly, and then tell the world that I killed you Wen Renyun."

Mo Xingsha answered the call frantically, without thinking at all.

Little did he know that the words he said today would be slapped back on his face word by word!

The smile on Nan Qing's face disappeared, and her expression was cold: "I'm not feeling well, please go out."

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Xingsha immediately asked seriously.

Although her poisoning was not serious, it would still cause discomfort. Although she woke up, her face never looked good, and Mo Xingsha kept paying attention to her expression.

"I saw that your eyes are uncomfortable, get out." Nan Qing reached out and squeezed the quilt, then turned over and turned his back to Mo Xing.

Why should she have a nice face when facing someone who wants to kill her?

Being told to get lost, Mo Xingsha froze on the spot, she was angry...

Mo Xingsha stood up: "I won't be in your way here. If you feel any discomfort, please tell your maid."

After saying that, he left.

Nan Qing actually didn't feel any discomfort at all. Apart from a trace of poison in her body, there was nothing wrong with her at all.

Nan Qing simply closed her eyes and went to sleep. She was tired from doing so many things today.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up it was already dark. As soon as Nan Qing woke up, the maid outside the gauze curtain came in.

The maid held a bowl of dark medicine in her hand.

Nan Qing smelled the smell of traditional Chinese medicine from afar. It was very unpleasant. She was a little confused about traditional Chinese medicine. She drank many traditional Chinese medicines during her lifetime.

Although Chinese medicine is sometimes more effective than Western medicine, it is something that needs to be taken for a long time and is extremely bitter.

The good thing about Western medicine is that each capsule or tablet is concentrated. You won't taste any bitterness when you put it in your mouth with a sip of water, and the medicine works very quickly.

Seeing that the saint didn't move, the maid said boldly: "Holy girl, please take some medicine. This is the medicine prescribed by the seventh elder. It is the result of the leader spending an entire afternoon in the courtyard."

In the afternoon, the saint was resting in the house, but the people in the holy sect were all shocked.

Because the leader actually boiled the medicine for the saint himself in the saint's courtyard, and he did it by himself for several hours.

Nan Qing was stunned: "He did it himself?"

"Yes."

Nan Qing stretched out her hand to pick up the black medicine. She drank it in one gulp, then put the bowl down and said with a gentle smile: "You can teach me."

The maidservant was so frightened that she almost knelt down when she heard this.

Mo Xingsha somewhere kept sneezing, huh? He won't get cold, right?

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