"What's wrong with you? You seem to have something to say to Warlord Chi Lei."
Yan Qingsi had been paying attention to Mo Nan all the time, she could see that Mo Nan looked at Chi Lei in a completely different way.
Mo Nan glanced at the delicacies on the table, moved his nose, smelled the smell of blood, and sighed in his heart, what on earth are he doing here? Mu Xuanyin's life and death are uncertain, and there is no news at all!
"Let's go!" Mo Nan has always been a rational person, but after meeting his dear father, he felt that he was no longer able to deal with problems rationally.
Yan Qingsi gave Mo Nan a distressed look. The longer she had been in contact with him, the more she discovered that he had too many secrets and things about him that aroused people's curiosity. He is clearly not much older than her, so why are there so many secrets?
"I'm sorry, both of you!" At this point, Liu Xiangbing came back in a hurry.
While wiping his sweat, he apologized, "The general's old injury has recurred. He is undergoing treatment now, and they are not in the mood to come over for dinner, but it's okay, the three of us can eat! I'm sorry!"
"Is there anything serious about the general?" Yan Qingsi asked.
Liu Xiangbing stared solemnly, shook his head, and said seriously: "I don't know! In the past, it relapsed once or twice a year, but recently every month. Now it's more frequent, and it's the third relapse this month! We can only wait and see. Look~ Hey, look at me, what are you talking about. Sit down!"
Where is Mo Nan in the mood to eat? One of his steps has already been taken, but blood is thicker than water. He turned around and asked, "How did he get injured? With a family as big as your Zhao family, how could even one person Are they all healed?"
Liu Xiangbing glanced at Mo Nan with some doubts, and said sadly: "If it can be cured, will we not do our best? We just hope that after the opening of the Longxu illusion, we will go in and find a suitable elixir for him. Otherwise... Sigh I don’t know how he was injured, I was not very old at the time! I heard that it was related to the people in the illusion, our old Patriarch Zhao, has not been imprisoned in the illusion for ten years?”
Grandpa was locked in an illusion?
Mo Nan rolled his eyes, he clenched his fists, and suddenly said, "Take me to meet General Chi Lei!"
...
Outside the room, many Zhao family members were here, discussing Chi Lei's condition in a low voice.
These people showed bursts of worry on their faces. Obviously, Chi Lei's status in the Zhao family is not low, and he has won a lot of hearts.
When Mo Nan arrived, he saw An Lan and an old man pharmacist performing needles in the room through the window. Obviously that An Lan is also good at medicine, and her technique is not bad. She and the old pharmacist have been busy all the time, but the sweat on their foreheads is getting bigger and bigger.
"Who did he fight with just now? How come there is such a coincidence that a sinister aura is forced into his old disease?" The old pharmacist was anxious, his eyes extremely serious.
"With that old man of the Cao family! Otherwise, continue to use the method of extending your life last time!" An Lan said in a deep voice.
"No! That would be too much sacrifice for you. I'll use a flame golden needle to penetrate his body and temporarily suppress it!" The old pharmacist could only think of this method for a while.
Seeing this, Mo Nan suddenly said, "Fire golden needles entering the body are like drinking poison to quench thirst! Why suppress it? It's enough to induce his evil spirit to all the bones in his body!"
Mo Nan's sudden speech caught everyone's attention.
Because his voice was heard on purpose, the old pharmacist and An Lan saw it together.
"Where did the brat come from? Don't disturb the pharmacist to save people!" The boy with a fiery temper cursed immediately.
"Brother Qinghan, you can't hurt me! Just take a look at this time and forget it, don't make a sound!" Liu Xiangbing was also in a hurry. Wasn't Mo Nan still fine when he just came?
"Don't make noise!" The old pharmacist suddenly shouted, as if considering this possibility.
An Lan glared at Mo Nan, her voice was low and anxious: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! Induce his evil spirit to the whole body, and the poison of the old disease will spread, and the whole body will be poisoned and rotted, beyond recognition!"
The corner of Mo Nan's mouth twitched twice: "People are dying, are you still worried about leaving a good-looking corpse?"
The old pharmacist seemed to wake up all of a sudden, and said with a start: "That's right! Even if we suppress it like this, it's still not a long-term solution. It's better to draw the poison of the old disease to the whole body and relieve the pain in the heart, and he will wake up naturally. As for the past Finally, as long as the illusion is opened and the elixir is obtained, it will be fine!"
An Lan thought for a while, and it seemed to be the same reason. Looking at Mo Nan, she couldn't help but soften a little.
"Little junior! You are very good! But introducing poison is not a casual thing!" The old pharmacist said in a deep voice.
Mo Nan shook his head secretly, if this was the Gu Wu family, he would be so disappointed.
"Let me come!"
Mo Nan had the right words, so he was naturally qualified to enter.
Looking at his father with his eyes closed on the hospital bed, he sighed heavily, gently pressed his trembling fingers to his father's wrist, and then frowned again.
Father's body is not only poisonous, but also Gu, and witchcraft. There is also a powerful force in the blood that does not belong to him. This force seems to be a ferocious beast trapped in a cage, trying to break through. Imprisonment.
Have you been here all these years?
Mo Nan began to treat his father. It is still possible to stabilize his father's physical illness with his ability, but there must be enough elixir to cure it.
Mo Nan can only do one thing at a time now, and he himself is also in a weak state, and once he uses his true energy to transition, he will generate cold air.
After more than three hours, Mo Nan gently stopped.
When he stopped, his arms were already covered with a layer of frost.
"Little master, who did you learn your medical skills from?" The old pharmacist has been stealing from the side for three hours, and he has long been full of admiration.
Mo Nan shook his head, glanced at An Lan, and didn't want to speak, so he went to a nearby place to stabilize the blood in his body, and then walked straight out of the door.
As soon as they left the door, they found that the clansmen outside had disappeared.
"Qinghan, thank you very much! Our old lady heard that you are very skilled in medicine, she wants to see you! She is in the living room with Miss Qingsi now, please!" The waiting servants rushed up to greet her.
After hearing this, Mo Nan nodded and followed.
In the magnificent living room, only an old lady with gray hair was sitting with Yan Qingsi, talking in a low voice.
When Mo Nan came in and saw the old lady, his body trembled slightly. Although she was so old, she could still see the similarities between her and his mother.
This is my grandmother!
The old lady also raised her head to look at Mo Nan, with a dazed expression, she slowly put down the teacup in her hand, wrinkled her presbyopic eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Nan? Is that you?"
Mo Nan's head buzzed, and he took two steps back.
How could grandma recognize him? He has never seen grandma before!
The old lady's eyes were wet all of a sudden, the way the old man shed tears was very sad, and her voice was hoarse: "You are so much like Qing'er! Your eyes and the way you frown are the same as when she was a child. Nan'er? I am your grandmother! When you were one year old, I hugged you!"
As she said that, the old lady walked down step by step with a trembling body. Yan Qingsi was so surprised that she couldn't speak. Seeing the old lady go down, she immediately stepped forward to help her. At the same time, she looked at Mo Nan with her eyes wide open, and asked what was going on?
Mo Nan looked at the thin grandmother, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help calling out: "Grandma!"
"Hey! It's really you, you're so old! Come, sit down!" The old lady stretched out her old hand to hold Mo Nan's hand, walked to the side and sat down, staring at Mo Nan with her tearful eyes.
"Is your mother okay?" The old lady always cared most about her daughter.
I haven't seen her for so many years, and I don't know what happened to her.
"She's fine!" Mo Nan didn't know what to say, and his mother wouldn't mention grandparents on weekdays, at least not in front of him and his sister.
"Has she come back?" The old lady stretched her head to look outside the door, and suddenly thought of something, mocking herself as if she was wishful thinking, and said: "How could she come back. Sigh——"
Mo Nan took a deep breath: "Grandma! What's going on?"
