Don't panic, do not panic, doomsday boss holds space artifact

Just at this critical moment, Princess Baocheng suddenly stopped and swiped her hands in the air a few times.

"What's going on?!" Mo Lanqi frowned.

Princess Baocheng turned around in a panic, shaking her hands in front of her eyes, and then jumping a few times.

The fat body shook so that the ground seemed to tremble, she was speechless, but others had already understood.

"What's wrong with Miss's eyes?" Yin Linger's voice was anxious, but there was a smile on the corner of her lips.

When she asked, Mo Lanqi was also anxious, pointing to Jiang Nan Road: "Aren't you a doctor? Hurry up and look at her eyes!"

Jiangnan breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yin hurried forward and helped Princess Baocheng to sit down.

At this moment, Jiangnan He Tiantian glanced at each other, and the two seemed to understand the reason why Jiang Yin was so high.

It's really difficult for him, a 25-year-old boy, serving a woman who is about the same age as his mother, is nothing to be humble, the key is this smell...

He Tiantian cast an admiring look.

360 lines, every line leads to the champion, and the line of Cowherd belongs to Jiang Yinqiang.

Without further ado, she quickly took out two N95 masks from her arms (in the space) and handed one to Jiangnan.

"Sixth brother, don't you have a cold? Put this on quickly, don't infect this young lady!" He Tiantian said hurriedly.

Jiangnan cast a grateful look.

He Tiantian also quickly put it on for himself.

Now, the air is finally fresh.

Jiang Nan stepped forward and caught the plump pulse of Princess Baocheng.

After a while, he let go, and there was a light of relief in his eyes.

"Second Master, Miss didn't rest well at night. She was overworked and injured her spleen and kidneys, so she was temporarily blind and aphasia." Jiang Nan replied.

Mo Lanqi frowned for a while before asking, "Is there a cure?"

"Drink more hot water and rest more." Jiang Nan just said this.

Mo Lanqi frowned again, "That's all?"

"That's all." Jiang Nan's expression was light.

A light flashed in Jiang Yin's eyes, "How long will it take?"

Jiang Nantou looked sympathetic, "At least three or five months, as many as one or two years..."

Jiang Yin's eyes suddenly shone brightly.

Mo Lanqi patted the table, "How could this be? It's obvious that her voice will be better soon! Will you see a doctor?!"

When it comes to professionalism, Jiangnan's confidence suddenly hit him. He held his chest out and said firmly: "Second Master, you can try it and see if you can get better after taking other people's medicine. But I can guarantee that if she If you don’t take medicine, at least three or five months, as long as one or two years, you will be fine.”

Yin Linger hurriedly supported Mo Lanqi's arm, "Master, I think this little doctor said it very firmly. It's not that you don't know about our lady, it's time to let her cultivate for a while."

It's true that Jiang Yin was thin when he fled from the famine, but he was nourished by Jin Yiyu, and he didn't grow any flesh. His eyes were still dark blue, and he was overworked at first glance.

But as soon as she said these words, Princess Baocheng didn't seem to be happy. She waved her hands and wanted to grab Jiangnan's clothes.

Disabled and determined, very dedicated.

Mo Lanqi waved his hand and looked at Jiangnan Road: "Follow him back to the house and give her a detailed diagnosis and treatment!"

Jiangnan bowed his head.

He Tiantian seemed to see a sneer in his eyes.

But when he turned to look at He Tiantian, there was a deep worry in his eyes.

He Tiantian hurriedly gave him a wink: Take care!
Jiang Nan looked at her deeply: Take care!

Jiang Yin supported Princess Baocheng, and Jiang Nan followed behind them and walked to the next room.

The air in the house seems to be a little fresher.

Mo Lanqi looked at He Tiantian, his eyes gradually burning hot.

Yin Linger was very sensible, and said: "The food is cold, I will order someone to warm it up." Then she went out.

The door, which creaked shut, seemed to herald something to come.

Mo Lanqi sat upright, looked at He Tiantian a few times, and said in a soft voice, "Could it be that you have also caught the cold? Take things off!"

He Tiantian smiled lightly, "I don't catch the cold, but I'm allergic to this 'scent', and I feel sick when I smell it."

Mo Lanqi laughed, "Interesting! Interesting! Sit down! Sit next to me!"

Sit your sister!If you dare to fool around, I will use your head as a stool!
He Tiantian muttered in his heart, but didn't show it on his face, just said, "I'm not full yet."

Perhaps Mo Lanqi has never seen such a bold woman, he smiled again, and then said loudly: "Come on! Re-serve the food!"

The door opened with a creak, and several maids filed in, putting away the dishes on the table.

He Tiantian probed the outside, she didn't see the situation of the room, but saw a figure running past the door, like Zi slave.

Mo Lanqi said solemnly, "Do you know what my true identity is?"

He Tiantian withdrew his gaze and turned his head, "The people's daughter doesn't know."

Mo Lanqi was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "How did you guess my identity?"

He Tiantian scolded: You can smell the faint smell of your body, I'm afraid you can smell it from three miles away!
It's just that she didn't show it, but chuckled, "Guess what."

Few people are not afraid of Mo Lanqi, especially after knowing his identity.

Mo Lanqi suddenly became very interested, he laughed and said, "Could it be that my attire is revealing?"

He Tiantian chuckled and shook his head, "You can guess."

"That's why they missed something?"

"It's still not right." He Tiantian smiled and observed his expression.

A trace of impatience flashed across Mo Lan's odd eyes, "I can't guess!"

He Tiantian glanced at the silver-headed chopsticks on the table, "I saw this kind of silver-headed chopsticks when my husband and I went to the Pingjing Palace."

Mo Lanqi suddenly realized, "No wonder! These chopsticks are all made in the palace, and ordinary people can't use them."

Afterwards, he nodded approvingly, "Everyone says that you can't have both talent and appearance, but you are an exception."

"The emperor has won awards, and the people's daughter has only studied for a few years. She only reads a few books on weekdays, and she has only heard some folk stories that are not on the table. How can she be called talented."

After self-humiliation, without waiting for Mo Lanqi to reply, He Tiantian said again: "The people's daughter has heard a story about an emperor named King Zhou, and he has a fox fairy who looks like a fairy..."

"Oh? Then you talk about it!" Mo Lanqi was very interested.

"The book says that there was an emperor named King Zhou in the Shang Dynasty. He was diligent and responsible, but one day, he passed by the Nuwa Temple and saw the beautiful statue, so he made a rude remark and wanted to make Nuwa his concubine. After learning about it, he sent a fox spirit to the Shang Dynasty, and when this fox spirit entered the harem, the emperor did not think about the state affairs, and the special room was only favored..."

This story is very immersive to Mo Lanqi. He leaned over and said with light in his eyes, "What about later?"

"Later? This fox spirit is pregnant..." He Tiantian's eyes flashed, "She said that their fox clan has a tradition..."

"What?!" Mo Lanqi asked curiously.