The strong smell of medicine filled the air, but it couldn't cover up the smell of Gu insects.
Su Ruotang's eyes were filled with coldness.
The marriage of the River God is indeed related to Cheng Zhou.
When the doctor saw the housekeeper, he frowned anxiously, "Is there any more century-old blood ginseng?"
Before the housekeeper could speak, Su Ruotang's clear and beautiful voice spoke, "His breathing is weak and his internal organs are weak. Forced supplementation can temporarily suspend his life for a night."
"Once six hours pass, you will definitely die."
The doctor snorted coldly: "Where did the yellow-haired girl come from? She doesn't know how to pretend to understand."
He looked at the steward eagerly: "Get the ginseng quickly, or it will be too late."
The housekeeper glanced at Su Ruotang hesitantly.
"Hurry up! Do you really believe in a yellow-haired girl?"
The butler no longer hesitated and turned around.
Just as he took one foot forward, Su Ruotang's voice came, "If you want him to die, just go ahead."
The light and indifferent voice was not as urgent and angry as the doctor.
But the butler's foot that he asked to step out was withdrawn.
He turned around silently: "Girl, can you really save the young master?"
Su Ruotang remained silent and turned around to enter the inner room.
On the bed, there was a man about seventeen or eighteen years old.
He has handsome features and a pale complexion.
Only the lips are extremely bright red.
He coughed from time to time, and strands of blood slid down the corners of his lips.
"It's because you wasted time that the young master vomited blood again!" The doctor came after him. When he saw Cheng Qingshu vomiting blood, he immediately yelled at Su Ruotang.
This woman appeared out of nowhere and really killed them!
The housekeeper also had panic in his eyes and ran out.
"Shut up!" Su Ruotang glanced at the doctor coldly, then walked to the bed with his clothes in hand.
She took out the silver needle.
"what are you doing?
The remaining words of the doctor were swallowed by Su Ruotang's light and indifferent eyes.
Where did the woman come from?
The eyes are so scary!
Su Ruotang held Mo Rongyan's wrist with one hand, quickly picked up the silver needle with the other hand, and inserted it into the acupoint of Cheng Qingshu's heart through the clothes.
"Hey, how can you do an injection like this?" The doctor at the doctor exclaimed in surprise as he injected the needle through her clothes without blinking.
"Get out if you talk again!" Su Ruotang's voice was cold.
The doctor immediately stopped talking, with a confused look on his face.
After a moment, he flicked his sleeves and ran out the door.
He wants to find the city lord.
How could anyone give someone an acupuncture so casually?
After the doctor left, a room full of maids and servants dared not say a word when they saw Su Ruotang's cold and pretty face.
They did whatever Su Ruotang asked them to do.
In the courtyard.
The doctor rushed to Cheng Zhou at a speed that was not suitable for his age, gasping, "Sir, that woman is acting crazy!"
"She inserted the needle into the young master through his clothes. She wanted him to die faster!"
When the last note fell, he met Mo Rongyan's cold and indifferent gaze and swallowed unconsciously.
Cheng Zhou looked at him indifferently: "Can the century-old blood ginseng save the young master?"
The doctor pursed his lips and lowered his head, "The master's internal organs are severely weakened. Even if he uses a hundred-year-old blood ginseng, he can only temporarily suspend his life..."
Cheng Zhou interrupted him lightly: "How long is it for now?"
The doctor's scalp was numb and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
Mo Ronyan sneered: "Idiot."
The doctor raised his head and opened his mouth.
When he met Mo Ronyan's indifferent eyes again, he suddenly stopped.
Mother!
Which Buddha is this?
Why do you look so scary?
Just one glance made him feel cold in his heart.
Cheng Zhou frowned slightly: "Can Madam Ling really save Shu'er?"
Mo Ronyan played with the little jade cat casually with his fingertips, opened his thin lips lightly, and uttered three words, "I don't know."
Cheng Zhou narrowed his eyes, feeling chilled all over his body, "If something happens to Shu'er, you should accompany him."
Mo Ronyan raised his eyes, and a touch of coercion poured down along with his words, "City Master Cheng, you can control the life and death of the servants in your house, because their contracts of betrayal are in your hands."
"But this young master's life is not something you can control."
Cheng Zhou's eyes became even colder: "Who are you?"
Mo Ronyan's tone was neither salty nor cool: "Instead of caring about who I am, City Lord Cheng, it's better to care about..."
He paused, then said two words with a half-smile, "River God."
Cheng Zhou's pupils shrank suddenly, and a cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes, "I don't understand what the young master is talking about."
Mo Ronyan raised the corners of his lips, his smile not reaching his eyes, "The earth dragon that turned over outside the city must have been a blind dragon, but it didn't crush City Lord Cheng to death."
The doctor and the surrounding servants felt their scalps numb after listening to Mo Ronyan's words.
There is a widespread rumor among the people that the river god is a man in disguise.
Now that they hear such a secret again, can they still survive?
The fingers in Cheng Zhou's sleeves were slightly curled, and black Gu insects crawled out along his arms.
At this moment, Cheng Qingshu's personal servant ran out of the house crying and laughing, "Sir, the young master is awake! The young master is awake!"
"Shu'er is awake?" Cheng Zhou's eyes were filled with disbelief.
The doctor looked unbelievable: "Young Master's death vein has appeared, even the Great Luo Immortal can't save him..." Young Master.
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth.
It’s over!
How could he tell the truth?
Although I can't save the young master, I will die sooner or later.
But he wanted to have a good meal before he died and be a well-fed man.
Sure enough, a gaze as cold as frost fell on him.
If it weren't for his old age and weak legs and feet, the doctor would definitely be frightened by this sight.
Cheng Zhou stared at the doctor with cold eyes, and his calm tone made the doctor shudder, "If Shu'er dies, you won't be able to live."
After the voice fell, he turned to Mo Ronyan and said, "If your wife can save Shu'er, I will tell you a secret."
