Holding back her laughter, Feng Ruoli continued to watch the people in the audience persuading each other in various ways, trying every possible means to get the last black lotus of the year.
"Seven hundred and fifty thousand taels, please don't argue with me anymore! Bone pain will only hurt for a year at most, but our gang leader is in danger and has to use this black lotus to save his life!" Suddenly there was a very fierce-looking person.
The man came out and roared loudly. He still held my sword tightly in his hand and looked as if he was going to make a move at any time.
The man who started asking for 700,000 taels was not to be outdone, and immediately fought back: "Your gang leader's life is important, but my brother's life is not important? Who knows how long he can endure such torture?"
This is not a place where you can use force casually, and I doubt you would use force on Prince Mo, so ignorant?"
This sentence choked the fierce man with no room to reply. What he said was right. Indeed, no one dared to use force against Prince Mo. No one dared not to give face to the most favored prince today, so Gong Fanmo chose
The auction is held here.
But he was not willing to give up the chance to save the gang leader. When he was about to say something, Prince Mo quietly said a few words from a high position, and the whole hall fell silent for an instant: "I will pay one million taels."
gold."
One million taels of gold is not a small amount, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford. Seeing the group of people in the audience who dared to be angry but dared not speak, and looked unwilling to do so, Feng Ruoli found it very interesting.
Feng Ruoli clapped her hands and stood up, smiling and asked: "Everyone, is there a higher price than one million taels of gold?"
After asking, there was silence for a while. Everyone looked at each other and finally decided to give up the competition. On the one hand, the price was indeed a bit too high, and on the other hand, they did not dare to compete with Prince Mo.
Seeing that no one replied and shook their heads, Feng Ruoli clapped her hands happily, handed the brocade box to Prince Mo, and said: "Congratulations, Prince Mo, for buying the price of one million taels of gold."
This black lotus. As long as you pay the money, the palace doctor will naturally treat one person for you at the request of the prince."
Prince Mo only glanced at him, and soon someone handed over a stack of banknotes and placed them in front of Feng Ruoli. He then collected the black lotus and asked the guards to take it.
"Little girl, may I ask when the Divine Doctor is coming? In the past, the Divine Doctor was at the auction, but now the rules have changed. What will it look like?" A man asked boldly, probably because he was unwilling to give in and wanted to beg.
Gong Fanmo opened a back door for him to save people.
Hearing his question, Feng Ruoli turned her head and glanced at Gong Fanmo, who was already sitting on the chair where she had just been sitting and wrapped herself tightly. Then she walked next to him and pulled her up.
After getting off Gong Fanmo, he wrapped his head around something similar to a scarf and said with a smile: "Isn't the Gong Divine Doctor right here?"
As she said that, Feng Ruoli lowered her head and looked at Gong Fanmo, but she froze on the spot for a moment, and the scarf she pulled off her hand suddenly fell to the ground. Those eyes that seemed to be able to speak looked at Feng Ruoli, she knew this
The person is definitely Gong Fanmo, but why is that so? This nose, this lips, this face are not Gong Fanmo, they are another person.
Feng Ruoli felt very strange. Just when she was about to ask what happened, the people in the audience suddenly became excited: "The Palace Divine Doctor, the Palace Divine Doctor is really the Palace Miracle Doctor."
"I didn't expect the Divine Doctor to be there from the beginning. We didn't even recognize him. It's really like a dog's eye can't recognize the truth." There was a lot of flattery in the audience, but Feng Ruoli ignored them all.
The only thing she is curious about now is the man in front of her, this man who looks like Gong Fanmo but is not Gong Fanmo. Is he actually Gong Fanmo?
The man stood up with a smile, held Feng Ruoli's hand, and said softly: "The rules are still the same as before, the one with the highest price gets it. Today I am only treating one person for Prince Mo. Everyone, I'm really sorry!
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Hearing Gong Fanmo's words, although they were unwilling to give in, everyone resigned one after another. One of them was a favored prince who could not be offended, and the other was a miracle doctor with superb medical skills, but he was extremely cold-blooded. He could save people but also kill them easily.
In the place of death.
Until everyone was sent out one by one by Prince Mo's guards, Feng Ruoli still held Gong Fanmo's hand in confusion and did not let go. This kind of touch, it was obviously Gong Fanmo, and the voice, plus
The group of people just called him "Miracle Doctor", how could they be wrong?
"You all stand down." Prince Mo ordered all the guards and maids present, and soon only the three of them were left in the entire hall.