Chapter 1794 Qin Ya, We Should Go

Chapter 215 Qin Ya, we should go

"Twenty percent is not bad. You still need to replenish your blood slowly." Mo Shanghua glanced at the guards lightly, handed the packed medicine box to Qin Ya, and said, "Qin Ya, what should we do?" gone."

Qin Ya held the medicine box with both hands and nodded slightly.

Just as the two turned around, Yan Moli's hoarse and weak voice suddenly came from behind, "Wait a minute."

Mo Shanghua paused, and turned around to see that Yan Moli was barely getting up with the support of the guards, almost all of his body was leaning on the guards, his face was as pale as paper.

It was the first time for Mo Shanghua to see such a weak Yan Moli, a dark color quietly flashed across her eyes, her face remained the same, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Yan Moli stared at Moshanghua for a while with somewhat vain eyes, then coughed lightly, and said: "I just heard about it in the past, but seeing you today, your medical skills are really extraordinary, such accomplishments are really rare. Since Your medical skills are so excellent, I don’t know if the antidote has been successfully developed, if it is already cured, there is no need to wait four days, why not try to detoxify now.”

Mo Shanghua didn't move her brows and eyes, her black and white eyes were full of indifference, "Your Highness, this poison is extraordinary. I have never seen it before. It will take me some time just to read medical books, let alone detoxification." Your Highness may as well be here. Wait patiently, in two days it will be four days, at that time, I will offer the antidote with both hands."

A cold look flashed across Yan Moli's vain eyes, and he said again: "With such a strange thing in hand, how could it take four days?"

This statement not only refers to Jianghe, but also refers to... the antidote.

The ink in Mo Shanghua's eyes flashed away, but his face showed a dazed look, "What strange thing? Your Highness thinks that he has heard too many gossips in the mansion, and he likes to think wildly while he is ill, so he said such a thing. speech."

After a pause, her eyes fell on the guard, "You must take good care of His Highness, and ask His Highness to rest a lot, and don't let those gossips get close."

After finishing speaking, he smiled politely at Yan Moli, "It's getting late at night, I shouldn't stay for a long time, Your Highness, please take a good rest and leave."

Yan Moli didn't speak, but his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, with a gloomy look in them.

...

The bedroom was not lit, and Mo Shanghua didn't ask Qin Ya to take care of her. He drove her and Qin Lin back to take medicine and go to bed early, so they went back alone.

She had just entered the room, and saw half of the man with black hair sitting cross-legged on the soft couch under the faint moonlight, his eyes were extremely bright in the night, but he couldn't see a smile.

"Didn't you fall asleep a long time ago, why are you pretending to be a ghost here?" Although Mo Shanghua couldn't see his face clearly, Mo Shanghua recognized this person as Yan Beicheng at a glance, so he didn't pay much attention, and went forward to look into the house. The candlesticks were lit, and he said.

Yan Beicheng didn't speak, his exceptionally bright eyes against the night sky followed Mo Shanghua's figure.

After Mo Shanghua lit up all the candlesticks in the house, she took a candlestick and turned around.

Only when she got close did she realize that Yan Beicheng's complexion was really extremely dark at this time.

She couldn't help bringing the candlestick closer to Yan Beicheng's face, and said with interest: "The room is so bright now, why is your face still as dark as when the lamp was off?"

Yan Beichengxing let out an extremely displeased hum from his nasal cavity, like a wronged child, he muttered in a low voice: "It's not because of you."